If You Could Hear My Heart

Listening to her voice was good too.

Shen Chi chose a piece of fish for her, painstakingly removed the bones, and placed it in her bowl.

“Chaomu, what did my dad want with you recently?” Shen Chi asked indifferently.

Chaomu was taken aback. Shen Chi knew about that?

That shouldn’t be possible. Cexian and Zhou Ran were always careful in their dealings. How could Shen Chi have come to know of it?

Then she remembered. Last time Shen Chi had asked about those videos on her phone; she refused to tell him, and he probably took it to heart.

In C City, there wasn’t anything he couldn’t find out.

Chaomu, looking down, said nonchalantly, “Nothing much, just asking about my recent situation.”

“Is that so?” Shen Chi retorted with a tone of great disbelief.

“Yes, that’s it,” Chaomu replied in her calm and collected manner.

“Tell me the truth!” Shen Chi’s expression darkened as his tone shifted from tender to tough.

Chaomu startled, admitted truthfully, “Nothing much, just that you live a hedonistic life, surrounded by countless women, and asked if it hurts me, if it’s hard to bear.”

“Hmm?”

“I said it’s a good thing that you have many women, it shows you’re charming,” Chaomu remarked.

“Silly,” Shen Chi chided, poking her on the head.

“How am I being silly? Isn’t what I said correct?” Her clear, large eyes brimmed with innocence.

“You’re right, you’re always right.”

“Of course,” Chaomu said, a bit smug.

“What else?” Shen Chi continued to inquire.

“Nothing else…” Chaomu poked at the rice in front of her.

Could she even tell him about Cexian and Zhou Ran pressuring her to sign the divorce agreement? What would Shen Chi think if she did?

She hadn’t signed it in the end, and she didn’t know if it had affected Shen Chi in any way. As far as she could see, it seemed to have no effect.

“Be honest,” Shen Chi said sternly, pinching her waist, “Tell me.”

Chaomu pouted, wondering since when had she ceased to be honest…

“It’s nothing much, just that your father said I’m not good enough for you, and quite frankly, I think so too. I always feel like you’re as dazzling as the stars, while I’m like a flower amidst the dust.”

“Out of reach?”

“Yes, even if I stretch out my arms, standing on the ground, I still can’t reach the stars,” Chaomu’s eyes misted over with a thin layer of moisture.

“Silly,” Shen Chi said, caressing her face, “I can bend down.”

Chaomu blinked, surprised by the response she had never considered…

“When I bend down, I can pick you up,” Shen Chi continued, calm and composed.

A warmth suddenly filled Chaomu’s heart, sweet as honey, like summer ice cream melting and cream dripping onto her heart.

“You really know how to sweet-talk,” Chaomu said, looking down and poking at her rice, her lips curling upward slightly.

No wonder the young girls who fancied this man came flocking to him, an endless stream.

“Tell me, what else did my parents say to you?” Shen Chi said.

“Your mother was there too, and they had a point, especially Aunt Zhou.”

When Chaomu mentioned Zhou Ran, there was a hint of evasion in her eyes.

Thinking of Zhou Ran always reminded her of her own mother.

That hurdle, she had been trying to get over it for five years, but… she actually never did.

“Hmm?” Shen Chi looked at her.

“Aunt Zhou said that you’re very busy with work, that there are big and small matters in the company that you need to worry about, and I… I can’t help you with any of them. It’s worse, I’m always causing you concern, even when it comes to eating, you’re the one who serves me soup,” Chaomu said, her voice soft, her heart wistful as she recalled these things.

“She really worries too much,” Shen Chi replied dismissively.

“I think she’s quite right…”

“Right about what? Not pampering my own woman and letting someone else pamper her? If anyone disapproves, let them come to me!” Shen Chi said domineeringly.

He wrapped his arms around Chaomu’s waist and wouldn’t let her move.

He was happy to pamper Chaomu; not just serving her soup, but even helping her dress or tie her shoelaces, if someone dared to object!

“Shen Chi…” Chaomu lowered her eyelids, “What if one day, you meet someone better, someone you love more?”

“What nonsense are you talking about? Who else could I love besides you…” Shen Chi pressed her head to his chest tightly.

It was as if he feared that letting go, she’d leave again…

In this lifetime, who else could he love but her? His heart was tied to her; there was no space left for anyone else.

For her, even if it meant becoming enemies with his own parents, he would spare no expense.

Simply because, he loved her.

Chaomu buried her head in his chest and for some reason, tears began to flow.

She rubbed against his white shirt a couple of times; she didn’t want to cry in front of him.

“What are you rubbing against?” Shen Chi caught her small action; he lowered his head and cradled her cheeks.

“It’s nothing, let’s eat,” Chaomu turned her head away.

Shen Chi’s lips quirked up; he had clearly seen her eyes redden.

“Besides these, what else did they tell you?” Shen Chi asked.

“They gave me a divorce agreement,” Chaomu finally said.

That matter, something she intended to keep hidden forever, was ultimately uncovered by Shen Chi.

The moment Shen Chi heard the words “divorce agreement,” his brows knitted together instantaneously.

“Did you sign it?”

“Yes, I did,” Chaomu replied casually, “signed it many days ago.”

“So you can’t wait to divorce me?” Shen Chi suddenly grabbed her shoulders, his eyes filled with a cold glint!

“…” Chaomu broke into a cold sweat. What happened to his elegance? His calm? He was actually this agitated.

She wondered what he would have said if she had truly signed it back then.

“I had already said it long ago, about the divorce,” Chaomu said nonchalantly.

Shen Chi, however, blew up immediately, like an enraged lion!

He immediately put his chopsticks down and grabbed her shoulders tightly, “Who told you to sign it? Chaomu, do you even care about me?!”

“If I signed it, we’d be free. Especially me, I could go and find the baby’s father then.”

“You’ve always thought this way, you couldn’t wait to get a divorce.”

Shen Chi’s eyes turned red, and his hands seemed as if they wanted to bury themselves into her shoulders.

His chest was surging with emotions, and his heart pounded incessantly!

When he was not at home, she had actually signed the divorce agreement?

Chaomu shook her head and mimicked his tone, sighing lightly, “Silly.”

At her words, Shen Chi realized he had been played by her.

Shen Chi then realized how overly emotional he had been just now. He let go of her, coughed lightly, and said nonchalantly, “Let’s eat.”

Chaomu wouldn’t let it go, tugging at his arm, “You were fierce to me again just now.”

“Really? I can’t remember,” Shen Chi looked down, feigning nonchalance, shamelessly evasive.

“Shen Chi, someone as grudge-holding as you, suddenly forgetful? Wrong, it’s instant forgetfulness!”