Deliberately Approaching
Chapter 166: Did He Write the Song?

Chapter 166: Chapter 166: Did He Write the Song?

Everyone was shocked, not knowing why.

Li Zishen took the lead in following, closely followed by Li Fugui and Leng Lingxiao.

The group kept a certain distance from each other.

Tang Xiaowan, who had originally been walking briskly, began to slow down after leaving the villa.

What exactly should she say?

Will they start fighting if she does?

Oh, none of them is an easy person to deal with!

Just now on the second floor, to prevent Leng Lingxiao and Li Zishen from arguing, Tang Xiaowan had suddenly come up with an idea and found an excuse to call them out.

But you need a script to play a role, right?

So, she thought of something, something that had been bothering her for several days.

"Xiao Wan, what happened to your hand?"

Hearing Li Zishen ask this, Tang Xiaowan noticed the small red dots on her fingers, gave a goofy smile, and quickly sucked on them in her mouth.

"It’s nothing, just some bloodletting therapy."

With this explanation, Li Zishen became even more worried. He thought of the metal box from earlier and the terrible night attack incident.

He even suspected that Leng Lingxiao was the culprit behind it, getting close to Tang Xiaowan solely for the purpose of drawing her blood.

Her blood was precious and rare!

So, Li Zishen pulled Tang Xiaowan forward a few steps, purposefully distancing them a bit from Leng Lingxiao.

"What kind of bloodletting? Did he tell you that?"

"I felt a bit dizzy when I got up this morning, might be due to poor circulation, so I asked him to let out some blood, and believe it or not, it really seemed to work. By the way, how did you get in? Did you climb over the wall?"

Her voice was soft, not daring to speak too loudly.

Tang Xiaowan switched topics and lied because she was afraid that Li Zishen would misunderstand Leng Lingxiao, and it would be bad if they started fighting over it.

Li Zishen sighed in relief after listening.

So it was just his own overthinking again. Xiao Wan was safe and sound.

Lack of qi and blood, he was aware of that too.

In fact, when they were at Li Garden, Li Zishen had prepared many medications for Tang Xiaowan, including some for replenishing qi and blood, but she had not taken them even once.

"Come on, tell me, how did you get in?" Tang Xiaowan frowned and continued to press.

"All these surveillance cameras were installed by my people for you, even connected to the internet with your phone. It should have been easy to find you, but why all of a sudden did it stop working? Did you reset it?"

Tang Xiaowan: "..."

What’s going on, learning to switch topics and dodge the question just like me?

"Tell me, did you reset it?"

Li Zishen’s phoenix eyes fixedly looked at Tang Xiaowan, mixed with a bit of reproach.

Not being able to access the monitoring was just an excuse.

He was upset about being neglected.

He had waited alone in the night for so long, and Tang Xiaowan didn’t even send a single message to inquire.

He had barely made it to dawn, only to encounter Leng Lingxiao.

Such an experience, no man could tolerate!

Of course, he didn’t want Tang Xiaowan to know that when he missed her, he would watch the playback over and over, seeing her hopping around barefoot.

"Quick, tell me, why did you reset it?"

"What are you—I was just asking you..." Tang Xiaowan touched her nose, then a silly smile spread across her face, "There was a small issue before, so I had it fixed, the specific details... I’m not too clear."

No sooner had she said this than Tang Xiaowan shouted to Li Fugui from behind.

"Old Li, go tell the kitchen to prepare a few extra dishes for lunch, I want to invite friends over for a meal."

"Yes, Miss."

Li Fugui tactfully left.

He knew that this kind of love triangle was awkward and really not the place for an outsider like him to hang around.

Who Tang Xiaowan would choose, he was not sure.

Both men were very successful in their careers and quite similar in appearance, and both had saved Tang Xiaowan during times of danger, so logically and emotionally, Li Fugui didn’t want to offend either and hoped for a peaceful resolution.

Meanwhile, Leng Lingxiao had just finished his phone call and caught up with them.

Invisibly, he had saved Tang Xiaowan from her predicament.

"Hey, Tangtang, where are you headed?"

"Guess?" Tang Xiaowan secretly rejoiced, the corners of her mouth curling slightly as she responded.

Great, you’re finally free!

Leng Lingxiao glanced at Tang Xiaowan’s ruby bracelet and said loudly, "It couldn’t be the... small pond in the back garden, could it?"

Tang Xiaowan frowned, "How did you know?"

"Of course I know, I’m the roundworm in your belly, the biggest and longest one at that."

With that, he burst into a hearty laugh.

Tang Xiaowan: "..."

Oh my god, you’ve seen through me again!

It’s not like I said anything, and you’ve already seen through me, what kind of creature are you?

So frustrating, you big roundworm?

Whatever, it’s better this way, less trouble. I would have to talk about it sooner or later anyway.

"Why don’t you speak, not convinced?"

"Psh, of course not, I’m not."

"It’s fine even if you are; I’m one of the rare good men in the world. Don’t worry, I’ll let you win next time, I’ll pretend I don’t know."

After saying that, Leng Lingxiao gave a flirtatious look.

"Psh, no need."

Li Zishen disdained Leng Lingxiao’s way of speaking and his tone; it was casual, impolite, and flirtatious.

And his clothes were even less commendable!

Floral shirt, casual pants, sneakers—how is that the look of a successful person?

But a man’s intuition told him that Leng Lingxiao did it on purpose, trying to show how close he was with Tang Xiaowan, that they could joke around freely without the need for formal attire.

And this was exactly what he was lacking.

Consequently, a strong wave of jealousy surged in Li Zishen’s heart.

So what if you’ve known her for longer, that’s no big deal?

Feelings don’t depend on who was first. Besides, you’re so much older, a whole ten years older. She could call you uncle.

Trying to act young and compete with me is a death wish!

"Xiaowan, what are you doing at the pond? You want to eat water caltrops? Are there any at this time?" Li Zishen asked softly, his eyes filled with tenderness.

"Yes, of course, there are."

"Okay then, I’ve got this covered."

As the words fell, Leng Lingxiao chuckled, his ink-like eyes showing a touch of disdain and the pride of seeing through everything.

Tang Xiaowan: "What are you laughing at?"

"Oh, the weather’s nice today, um, quite nice indeed, very good, pretty nice!"

Li Zishen: "?"

Leng Lingxiao put his hands behind his back and sauntered along carelessly, suddenly humming a tune.

La la la, la la la, la la la la la, la la la, la la la, la la la la la, la la la, la la la, la la la la la la la, la la la la la la la...

That tune seems to be Xiaowan’s!

How does Leng Lingxiao also know to sing it? Did Xiaowan teach him? Or is it... that he’s the one who wrote the song, which explains why it couldn’t be found anywhere.

No, it couldn’t be, he couldn’t have written it!

But why is his version longer than Xiaowan’s?

Li Zishen speculated as such and turned to look at Tang Xiaowan, only to see that she too was surprised, her large almond eyes glimmering.

"Huahua, did you write it?"

Leng Lingxiao frowned, "Write what?"

"I mean, the tune you were just humming. I know it too, but... I dreamt about it. So, is it you who taught me?"

Tang Xiaowan’s words came out staggered, and she had already moved in front of Leng Lingxiao.

She had secretly searched for this song for a long time.