Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox-Chapter 34: He Doesn’t Like Me

"Song Yi!"

Suddenly hearing this, Song Yi snapped back: "Huh? What’s up?"

Mu Wanxue looked at her: "I asked you where you’ve been the past couple of days. What’s going on in your head? Not responding for ages."

"Nothing much." Song Yi said.

Song Yi seemed dazed and absent-minded...

If only he... if only he wasn’t a cop.

She unintentionally glanced up and saw the brand of clothing Mu Wanxue was wearing. She squinted: "When did you buy this outfit?"

Mu Wanxue didn’t pay much attention to it: "Last month."

Song Yi remembered Tang Si had told her to observe the women around her.

She pressed her lips slightly, thinking it was unlikely, but still asked: "Last month, was that brand having a promotion where they gave away a sun-block jacket?"

Mu Wanxue nodded without any reservations, and then complained: "Indeed, the sun-block jacket was quite cheap, left it at my home. Why?" 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

She seemed too calm, Song Yi couldn’t connect her to Wu Wang’s situation.

Maybe she was overthinking.

Song Yi chuckled: "Could you give me the sun-block jacket tomorrow? I think the style would go perfectly with my dress."

Mu Wanxue nodded: "Sure, why don’t you come with me to get it tomorrow."

"Okay." Song Yi asked casually: "Why the sudden visit so late?"

"Just couldn’t sleep tonight, so I decided to come over."

"Really?" Song Yi looked at Mu Wanxue with sly fox eyes: "Not at the club dancing and checking out handsome guys?"

She laughed charmingly, radiating beauty.

Mu Wanxue pushed Song Yi aside: "Going every day isn’t doable, it makes you weak."

"You didn’t see anyone when you came in, did you?" Song Yi asked.

"No." Mu Wanxue said, munching on the barbecue, glancing at Song Yi: "Why?"

"No reason." Song Yi shook her head, then suddenly leaned in and hooked her arm around Mu Wanxue’s shoulder, whispering lightly: "You know what? Wu Wang is dead."

It felt like a chat between best friends.

Song Yi could clearly sense Mu Wanxue’s body stiffen, momentarily rigid.

After a while, Mu Wanxue’s voice came: "Re-really? When did this happen?"

She seemed genuinely shocked.

Song Yi stared at her face; there was no trace of pretense on Mu Wanxue’s innocent face.

Perhaps the earlier stiffness was just surprise.

Song Yi pressed her lips slightly, thinking maybe Tang Si was too good at manipulating her thoughts, why was she suspecting her good friend?

She took a calming breath: "I only heard about it, just wanted to ask if you knew. Didn’t you quite like him? Haven’t been in touch with him recently?"

Song Yi’s tone was calm, as if simply stating a fact.

At this point, Song Yi noticed Mu Wanxue’s expression become a bit more serious.

"Little Yi." She grasped Song Yi’s hand, her tone somewhat cautious: "I didn’t know he died."

"Actually..."

"Actually, police had contacted me before, asking lots of questions about Wu Wang. But the police only told me he was missing—"

Song Yi’s pupils slightly contracted: "Missing?"

Song Yi had indeed not seen Wu Wang’s body, either the police lied to her, or they lied to Mu Wanxue—

No matter how clever Song Yi was, she couldn’t fathom what Tang Si’s intentions were.

"Right, that’s what the police told me earlier, I really didn’t know he died. How did you hear about this?"

Song Yi lifted her gaze, her eyes calm and placid: "Just heard some business people saying that maybe because he’d been missing too long, rumors spread claiming he had died."

"Hm." Mu Wanxue lowered her eyes, her voice carrying a hint of helplessness: "I was pursuing him, he didn’t like me, I felt quite helpless and had to give up."

As she spoke, Song Yi noticed Mu Wanxue’s hand clenching tightly to her pants—