Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox-Chapter 68: He Reached Out His Hand to Her

Song Yi frowned and looked back at him, watching the man grab her hand.

She smirked, "What? Are you trying to play some low-level game of cat and mouse with me?"

Her tone was light, yet dismissive.

"You..." Tang Si only managed one word.

"Have you heard? Tang Si seems to have been punished and that’s why he’s here. Otherwise, someone like him wouldn’t come on a show like this. They call it a variety show, but it’s basically educational, and he’s not needed for that."

A male voice echoed down the hallway.

"Pff, if you ask me, Tang Si is obviously a pampered rich kid. What makes him think he can train us? First thing he does is make us stand at attention, and Tan Tian fainted from heatstroke." The two male stars sounded quite disdainful.

Song Yi glanced up at Tang Si.

He stood in the hallway, expression unchanged, as if those words didn’t pertain to him.

His indifference left Song Yi with an unpleasant feeling.

Encountering this kind of situation with such calmness only meant he’d gone through it countless times, reaching a state of numbness.

Once they walked away, Song Yi said, "Those two jerks sure have big mouths."

Tang Si: "..."

Song Yi eyed him, "If I were you, I’d rush out and beat them until they cried for mercy."

Tang Si: "Too bad I’m not you."

He had to remain calm and rational. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Those words were nothing; he had heard far worse.

Suddenly, he extended his hand towards Song Yi.

Song Yi looked at his large hand, raising an eyebrow.

Is this a...?

A move to hold hands?

Did he change his mind? But she’s not someone easily manipulated.

Song Yi: "Get lost, I’m not interested in you right now."

Tang Si sneered, "That’s for the best."

In a low voice, he continued, "Hand over the phone."

Song Yi: "..."

"What phone?"

"Don’t play dumb, confiscating phones is the rule, don’t make me take it myself."

"I don’t have it, means I don’t have it." Song Yi was stubborn.

Why should she hand it over just because he said so.

"Then who sent me messages?"

Song Yi chuckled, crossing her arms as she stared at him, "What messages?"

"Said you prefer listening to me pant," Tang Si said each word distinctly, his voice unusually deep.

He displayed the chat log in front of her.

Song Yi glanced, "That wasn’t sent by me."

Song Yi decided to adamantly deny it, after all, there was no evidence.

"I didn’t say anything just now either, don’t frame me, and don’t fantasize about me because of my looks," she added.

Tang Si chuckled lightly, putting his phone back in his pocket, pushing the tip of his tongue against his cheek, "Then I’ll check myself."

He came over, intending to confiscate her phone.

As he moved to start, Song Yi raised her hand to his shoulder, "Don’t mess around, or I’ll scream harassment!"

"Do I need to be here to harass you?" Tang Si immediately held both her hands, "Just exercising my right to confiscate."

"Spare you the embarrassment in front of the cameras."

His other hand started searching her while Song Yi leaned completely against the wall, her legs pinned by his knee.

She was restrained and couldn’t move.

He didn’t find anything in her clothes or pockets, and he had searched the room.

Song Yi glared at him, "I told you I didn’t have it."

"Ha—" Tang Si chuckled, placing his hand over her stomach through her clothes for a moment, "Then what’s this? Hm?"

Song Yi: "..."

"You going to take it out yourself or should I?"

Song Yi stayed silent.

Tang Si nodded as he looked at her, "Alright, not moving, huh? Looks like I’ll have to do it myself."

As he finished speaking, he grabbed the hem of her shirt—