Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox-Chapter 229: Can I Be Friends with You?

Song Nuan’s heart was pounding frantically; she struggled desperately, but the other person just wouldn’t let go of her.

The person dragged her into a dark corridor before finally loosening their grip slightly.

Song Nuan was gasping for air at this point, as the other person had been covering her mouth tightly, making it impossible to breathe.

Her face was flushed red from suffocation, and when she raised her eyes, she realized it was the man she had met downstairs yesterday.

His long, narrow phoenix eyes were hooked with a faint smile, staring at her.

His eyes were very deep, making it impossible to see what he was thinking; his thin lips slightly curled with a hint of coolness.

Although she couldn’t see through what this man was thinking, it was evident from his eyes that he was full of disdain.

Song Nuan was a bit annoyed and frowned, wondering why this person hadn’t gone down Yellow Springs Road yet.

She simply stared at him with her big almond eyes, clear and innocent, without saying a word. She wasn’t the type to initiate conversation.

"Do you know how dangerous it was where you just were?" The man spoke blandly.

His voice was very pleasant, deep, somewhat penetrating, and somewhat clear, clear and transparent like spring water from the mountains.

It resonated with one’s eardrums, sounding very nice.

"What was dangerous? I don’t understand what you’re saying." Song Nuan’s voice was soft and tender; the man was very tall, so she appeared even smaller in front of him.

She herself wasn’t tall, not as tall as Song Yi, who was 1.65 meters. She was only 1.6 meters.

She thought, having just turned 18, she should still be able to grow taller.

The man’s features were exquisite, but his facial lines were very sharp and hard, looking like he was a fierce person. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

Moreover, his gaze was always cold, as though he never smiled.

Wherever he appeared, the surrounding atmosphere seemed to drop a few degrees.

"That group of people just now aren’t good; if they found out you heard their conversation, you’d be in big trouble." The man spoke: "You ought to thank me for saving you, otherwise they would have found you."

Song Nuan frowned: "I was about to leave anyway; if you hadn’t dragged me away, I would have gone. What kind of forced rescue is this?"

"I’m leaving." Song Nuan didn’t want to say anything to this man; he’d made it clear he wasn’t a good person.

The man watched Song Nuan’s retreating figure, his thin lips curling into a cold smile: "Wait a minute."

Song Nuan stopped in her tracks, turning back, her clear gaze falling on his face.

It was cold, quite indifferent, and that look seemed to say, "Spit it out or say what you need to quickly."

"You’re pretty cute, can I be friends with you?" The man spoke: "I’m Gu Nanjiu."

Song Nuan tilted her head; this man spoke rather awkwardly, clearly the type who disliked making friends, yet he was saying he wanted to be friends with her?

"I feel like you don’t really want to be friends; you’re trying to get something from me." Song Nuan licked her lips, smiling softly; her tone was sweet: "But Uncle, I’m only 18, I can’t give you anything. I might look rich, but the money is my parents’, and they won’t give it to me, so there’s nothing worth tricking."

"You might want to consider finding someone else to trick." Song Nuan: "If you really want to be friends, then I promise, if you’re ever caught for fraud and thrown in jail, I’ll talk to my brother-in-law to make sure you get some good meals, okay?"