Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox

Chapter 384 - 383: Lord Si Takes Bold Action, So Satisfying

Gu Nanjiu was evidently trying to provoke Tang Si.

Yet Tang Si remained unruffled, letting out a sneer, "Heh..."

The curvature of his mouth unchanged, his eyes deep as hell. Everyone considered Song Yi his weakness, using Song Yi to manipulate his emotions, attempting to anger him.

Indeed, Song Yi was his Achilles’ heel.

But that doesn’t mean his weakness could be exploited by anyone to suppress his nature.

Tang Si’s knuckles gently tapped the table, the sound slow and measured, his peach blossom eyes fixed on Gu Nanjiu, "Seems like I thought too highly of you, playing mind games with me, is it fun?"

The inept resort to provocation to anger others.

Why use provocation? Because, on the surface, that person has no other way, only left to choose some means.

Gu Nanjiu lowered his head, watching his knuckles tap the table one after another.

His demeanor was leisurely, unhurried, without a trace of agitation.

Gu Nanjiu’s lips twisted, his voice tinged with coldness, "If you’ve got the guts, let me out, and see if I can do it?"

Tang Si chuckled again upon hearing this.

He slowly stood up from his seat, sliding his hand leisurely into his pants pocket, pulling out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter.

The cigarette hung lazily from his lips, his large hand lightly covering it, flicking the lighter twice, sparks gathering, he cocked his head, the lighting posture wild and uninhibited.

The flame of the lighter illuminated his smiling face.

Yet his eyes were utterly devoid of emotion, staring coldly at the flame, he took a drag of the cigarette, toying with the lighter in his hand.

The cigarette dangled from his lips, through the swirling smoke, one could faintly see his smiling yet indifferent gaze.

A certain atmosphere flowed in the air, danger rising and circling.

The air was also tinged with the scent of tobacco.

Ningxia Chuan stood outside, seeing this scene, "Go cut off the surveillance inside."

Officer: "But..."

Ningxia Chuan spoke coldly, "Quickly."

"Yes."

...

Tang Si walked leisurely to Gu Nanjiu, still very laid-back, smoking, roguish yet bad, yet maintaining an air of righteousness and coldness, these qualities combining without conflict.

Gu Nanjiu’s almond-shaped eyes focused on Tang Si, squinting dangerously, "What do you intend to do?"

Tang Si chuckled lowly, nonchalantly placing the cigarette clamped between his index and middle fingers, flicking off the ash.

With his other hand, he easily moved, the handcuffs in front of the interrogation chair cuffed Gu Nanjiu.

Tang Si’s face carried a smile, yet his eyes were icy.

The next second, Tang Si looked down at Gu Nanjiu from above, raising his hand to pinch his jaw, pressing his cheeks forcefully to pry Gu Nanjiu’s mouth open.

Tang Si’s gaze was icy and indifferent, his actions still slow and unhurried, holding the cigarette, his tone slight and cold, "Nothing much, just inviting you to a smoke."

This tone was extremely calm, yet as if pushing a person into an abyss.

Saying this, Tang Si took the burning end of the cigarette and ruthlessly pushed it into Gu Nanjiu’s mouth, until it scorched Gu Nanjiu’s throat.

Gu Nanjiu groaned in pain, trying to shut his mouth, Tang Si’s grip was strong, pinching his cheeks motionless.

A laid-back demeanor, nonchalantly feeding the burning cigarette into Gu Nanjiu’s mouth.

Tang Si’s action was graceful as if completing a beautiful painting.

Ningxia Chuan and Zhou Liang outside watched with a sigh.

Some people who are cold and ruthless to the core will always pretend to be very gentle and approachable.

Giving people a feeling of being easy-going and easy to bully.

But once you touch their bottom line, running counter to everything about them, they will unhesitatingly strike you.