Dr. Chi’s Mission: Seduce Officer Su - Chapter 27.1

How could Su Qiao resist Chi Jue’s coquettish pleas?

It dawned on her that this woman, with her endless bag of tricks, was truly a femme fatale. Her cool, detached demeanor was nothing but a facade, beneath that elegant exterior lurked a cunning, playful little fox.

In the past, being called “Little Bear” by her was enough to send shivers down Su Qiao’s spine.

Now, it had escalated, Susu, Qiaoqiao, Little Bear Su, Bear Bear… the nicknames were all over the place.

But what Su Qiao found hardest to withstand was that bone-melting tone.

She strongly suspected that Chi Jue had hidden an embroidery needle in her throat, one that expertly sought out Su Qiao’s weak spots, and never missed.

Defenseless against this voice that felt like a soft, dissolving spell, Su Qiao abandoned her initial plan of making a simple tomato and egg rice casserole and ended up preparing a proper meal with two meat dishes, one vegetable dish, and a soup.

Carrying the freshly cooked green vegetable and tofu soup to the dining table, she noticed Dr. Chi sitting properly without touching her chopsticks and urged, “You don’t have to wait for me. Go ahead and eat.”

“No, meals are more enjoyable when shared together.” From a very young age, Chi Jue had been instilled with strict doctrines. Table manners, in particular, were elaborate: wait for elders to be seated, wait for the whole family to gather, wait for her father’s permission, and express gratitude for the food on the table. The rules she had to follow were more numerous than grains of rice.

Su Qiao filled two bowls with rice and cheerfully walked over to sit beside her, only to be mercilessly shooed away.

Using her elbow, Chi Jue nudged her aside. “Shoo, shoo, go sit across from me.”

Confused, Su Qiao sat down in the chair opposite, pouting. “What’s wrong? Can’t I sit next to you?”

No sooner had she spoken than she felt a soft, teasing press on the top of her foot, a seemingly casual seduction that lightly teased her nerves.

Little Bear Su jolted inwardly. So, this was Dr. Chi’s “devious scheme”!

Feigning seriousness, she picked up some food and placed it in Chi Jue’s bowl, whispering teasingly, “Can’t you behave while eating?”

Under the table, the tip of Chi Jue’s foot had already glided along Su Qiao’s long leg up to her knee, then traced back and forth, the friction of fabric producing a tantalizing rustle.

Unfazed by the teasing, Dr. Chi saw her overt and covert flirtations as nothing more than a way to add a little fun to the meal.

“Hmph, I like it~”

Su Qiao didn’t respond further. Instead, she quietly stretched her own foot a little farther, making it easier for the playful woman across from her to continue her antics without straining.

In one word: indulgence!

Chi Jue had been raised with the habit of not speaking during meals, but in the relaxed atmosphere Su Qiao created, she easily broke that old rule.

Chewing slowly, she raised an eyebrow in praise. “Not bad at all. You’ve got some skills.”

Su Qiao, who had been focused on eating, looked up abruptly at the compliment, her mouth full as she exclaimed, “Then I’ll cook for you in the future too. I know how to make other home-style dishes.”

“When is ‘the future’?” Chi Jue took a small bite of rice, savoring its subtle sweetness.

“Whenever you want to eat, that’s the future.” Su Qiao answered without hesitation. Of course, she was happy to cook for the one she loved.

“Oh? You’ve become quite smooth, your sweet talk is almost too much to handle~”

“Can’t even this delicious meal shut your mouth?” Su Qiao couldn’t stand the teasing, her ears reddening as she urged, “Hurry up and eat more. You’re as thin as a bamboo pole, a gust of wind could blow you away.”

“Then remember to hold me tight, so I won’t get blown away~”

Hold tight?

Su Qiao stared blankly at Chi Jue, then broke into a warm, radiant smile.

The harmonious and natural atmosphere gave her the illusion that she and Dr. Chi had been living together for a long time.

Their casual back-and-forth banter felt effortless at first, but soon, worries crept back into her heart.

She poked at her rice with her chopsticks, afraid that bringing up the topic she wanted to discuss would ruin Chi Jue’s appetite. She looked hesitant and burdened with unspoken thoughts.

Chi Jue withdrew her foot. She had a good idea what “Little Bear” was hesitating about and took the initiative to ask, “Do you want to ask about the blind date?”

“Yeah.” Su Qiao hung her head, trying to hide the intense concern that was almost spilling out.

“That night, what did I ask you to promise me?” Putting down her chopsticks, Chi Jue shifted to another matter.

“When misunderstandings or disagreements arise, we should talk them out face to face and not let conflicts linger overnight.” Su Qiao obediently repeated the promise from that night.

Chi Jue gently guided her, “So when you have doubts, why not ask openly and honestly? That way, I can answer you sincerely. Keeping things bottled up and overthinking will only deepen our misunderstandings, don’t you think?”

“Mm-hmm.”

Watching “Little Bear” nod obediently, Chi Jue extended a hand, palm open, signaling for her to hold it.

Though unsure what this gesture meant, Su Qiao complied, gripping it firmly, her thumb unconsciously stroking the smooth skin on the back of Chi Jue’s hand.

It was a ritualistic exchange of hearts.

Chi Jue wanted to convey her desire to build trust through the warmth of her touch. She had sensed the lack of confidence in the person before her time and again, and only this could dispel that unease.

“Dr. Yu was a blind date arranged by the hospital director. I had already turned down the idea of a blind date back then, but I didn’t expect him to seek me out at the traffic police division today. Out of respect and courtesy, I didn’t refuse his invitation, but that doesn’t mean I intend to pursue any kind of special relationship with him. I turned him down in person after the meal.”

Chi Jue’s explanation was soft and gentle, like a spring breeze brushing through willow branches, not forceful or wild, yet enough to clear away the gloom gathering in Su Qiao’s heart.

“He seemed quite compatible with you, similar professions, similar appearances. At first glance, I even felt your auras matched. Why would you turn down someone like that?” Su Qiao’s question no longer carried the fear of loss; it was simply pure curiosity.

“What you call compatibility is actually just similarity, similar careers and family backgrounds. Similar people don’t fit together; they just end up being compared.” Chi Jue squeezed her hand, interlacing their fingers tightly. “Everyone thinks I’m picky, that only someone exceptionally outstanding could catch my interest. But in truth, what I want isn’t that difficult, yet not too simple either. I want the right person to give me a sense of security. She has to be kind, brave, and treat me with the same… unwavering dedication she shows in her work.”

Chi Jue was on the verge of saying “I like you” outright, but through her conversations with Su Qiao, she sensed a cautious hesitation. So, she decided to let their relationship develop slowly, like a steady, flowing stream.

She poured her tenderness into patience, quietly waiting for the slow “little bear” to catch on. She wasn’t in a hurry for an immediate response but hoped that in the small, everyday moments of closing the distance in the future, she could understand, explore, and find a more lasting balance.

Su Qiao stared fixedly at her tightly clasped fingers and let out a heavy sigh between her lips.

In her mind, she asked herself: Which of the labels Dr. Chi wanted, security, kindness, courage, and recklessness, did she actually meet?

It seemed she touched on all of them, yet she had also miserably contradicted each one.

The untimely ring of her phone broke the silence.

Chi Jue glanced at Su Qiao’s phone, where the caller ID showed [My Old Fairy], making her chuckle. “The lively little old lady is urging you to come home again.”

“She’s sometimes clingier than a kid,” Su Qiao said as she answered the call and put it on speaker. “Hey, what’s up?”

“You little rascal, you haven’t been coming home on time after work lately. Are you dating someone?!”

Su Qiao, flustered by her grandmother’s suspicion, avoided looking directly at Chi Jue and hurriedly replied, “Even a young person needs some social life. How old am I to still have a curfew? It’s embarrassing if word gets out.”

“Cut the nonsense. My tablet won’t turn on. Hurry back and fix it, the finale of my drama is today!”

“Alright, alright, I’ll be right back.”

After hanging up, Su Qiao made a helpless face at Chi Jue. “Grandma’s addiction to her shows is even stronger than her mahjong obsession. I’d better go check what’s wrong with her tablet.”

As she stood up to clear the dishes, she asked, “Are you full?”

“I’m done,” Chi Jue said, rising as well. She tried to stop Su Qiao from picking up the dishes. “Just leave them. I’ll clean up later.”

“It’s fine, I’ll tidy up before I go.”

“Don’t keep the elderly waiting too long. Time waits for no one, you should cherish it. Hurry back.” Chi Jue wrapped her hands around Su Qiao’s arm, pulling her firmly toward the entryway. “Remember to message me when you get home. If I have to call and ask, I’ll be upset.”

She tugged at Su Qiao’s sleeve, her tone overflowing with reluctance to let her go.

When a relationship is mended, every moment together feels precious enough to split in two, yet happy times always slip away too quickly.

Of course, Su Qiao didn’t want to leave so soon either, but the little old lady had called and demanded she hurry home, filial duty came first.

She lingered by the door, tapping her toes lightly on the floor, leaning in deliberately to savor the reluctance on Dr. Chi’s face. “You get upset so easily~”

Chi Jue grumbled, “That’s because you’ve given me PTSD.”

Suddenly remembering something, she hopped outside without changing her shoes. “Never mind, I need to grab something from the basement. I can ride the elevator with you.”

“Is it that important, making a special trip?”

“Very important,” Chi Jue said, though she had nothing to retrieve, it was just an excuse to spend a little more time together.

As they chatted and stepped into the elevator, Su Qiao thought of An Jiaqin’s harassment that night and asked, “She… hasn’t been bothering you again, has she?”

Understanding who the “little bear” meant, Chi Jue shook her head lightly. “No, she still has some self-awareness.”

“That’s good.” Su Qiao’s anxious heart settled back down.

In the narrow space, the two fell silent again, each seemingly lost in their own thoughts.

Su Qiao habitually observed her surroundings, her eyes landing on the corner camera. She instinctively reached up, finding she could easily block it with her height.

Chi Jue was puzzled: “What are you doing?”

“Nothing, just thought it was fun. Want to try? If you can’t reach, I can lift you up.”

Chi Jue pinched her nose in mock annoyance: “Are you implying I’m short?”

“Ouch.” Little Bear Su rubbed her nose, teasing: “I didn’t realize Dr. Chi was so sensitive? Such a sensitive girl?”

Chi Jue ignored her, instead sneakily moving behind her and giving a playful push with her knees.

Su Qiao stumbled forward with the momentum but managed to steady herself with her strong core.

Turning to look at Chi Jue who was pretending nothing happened, she curled her thumb and index finger, blowing on them: “If you keep misbehaving, I’ll unleash my finger-flicking technique!”

Chi Jue crossed her arms behind her back, raising her chin defiantly as she stepped closer: “Go ahead, try it!”

Su Qiao’s bravado faltered, she couldn’t bring herself to actually bully Dr. Chi. Backing away, she stammered: “You… you… don’t come any closer! It’ll hurt when I flick!”

“Then go ahead and flick~”

“Ding!” The elevator doors opened.

The two ‘kids’ totaling 6.5 years old finally ended their childish game.