If You Could Hear My Heart

With a “swoosh,” her right hand reached out and scratched before Xu Chaomu could react!

It hit right in the middle of Xu Chaomu’s neck, dead-on!

She didn’t hold back at all—the scratch left three red marks instantly on Xu Chaomu’s neck.

“Damn it!” Xu Chaomu’s pupils constricted and she quickly covered her neck, which was in pain.

She took in a sharp breath—this woman’s fingernails were really formidable!

“Xu Chaomu, you think you can just bully me, Qi Na, like that? I’ll tell you, I can’t tolerate this insult—you dare to hit me, so I dare to hit back!” Qi Na said, extra pleased upon seeing the scratches on Xu Chaomu’s neck.

She slightly tilted her head up, staring at Xu Chaomu’s neck, admiring her handiwork.

“Xu Chaomu, keep this fingernail mark as a souvenir, lest you think of throwing yourself at any rich man you see in the future! How incompetent must your husband be to let his wife go running around as a mistress?” Qi Na said.

Xu Chaomu was both angered and amused—her husband… incompetent?

“Qi Na, with someone like you, it seems pointless to reason! If I can solve things with action, I don’t need to waste words with you!”

Having said that, Xu Chaomu grabbed Qi Na’s collar and pushed her against the nearby wall!

Xu Chaomu’s posture was domineering; she thought that having spent enough time with Shen Chi, she really did learn something.

If she could solve things with action, she indeed didn’t need to waste words with her!

Xu Chaomu tightened her grip on Qi Na’s collar, making it hard for Qi Na to breathe.

Qi Na rolled her eyes and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. Under the sun, her face turned pale.

“Xu… Xu Chaomu… don’t… mess around…” Qi Na’s speech was inarticulate and her voice very low.

Xu Chaomu watched her face slowly turn from pale to red with suffocation, feeling a sudden rush of satisfaction in her heart!

“Don’t mess around? Is this what you call messing around? Do you want to experience what real messing around is, hmm?” Xu Chaomu raised an eyebrow.

To deal with this sort of little temptress, she didn’t need anyone else; she was more than capable.

Qi Na’s hands began to flail about, seeking help from the crowd around her, and she made “woo woo woo” sounds.

Her face had turned the color of a liver, no exquisite makeup could hide her paleness.

“This mistress is so arrogant!” some people in the crowd started commenting.

“Are mistresses so unreasonable nowadays? Going straight to violence!”

“What moral baseline can a mistress have, to expect them to be reasonable.”

“This girl looks so pitiful, who will go up and help her?”

Some people started wanting to help Qi Na, but Xu Chaomu, with one hand around Qi Na’s neck, turned around to scan the crowd.

“Who dares to help her?”

Xu Chaomu thought, she couldn’t lose in terms of aura.

A man who couldn’t stand by any longer stood up: “You, woman, would you be reasonable?!”

It turned out Xu Chaomu’s taxi driver was quite righteous; he didn’t understand the rest, nor did he make wild guesses. He only recognized one fact—Qi Na had shamelessly blocked their car!

He couldn’t judge the rights and wrongs of other matters, but in this case, Qi Na was at fault!

If you’re wrong, you have to pay a price.

Not everyone in this world is your parent, allowing you to act out without consequence!

So, the driver didn’t intervene to stop the fight or persuade Xu Chaomu to let go.

“Cough cough cough… Xu… Xu Chaomu, let go…” Qi Na was in discomfort.

Xu Chaomu had a very precise grasp of her limits—she wouldn’t choke Qi Na to death.

She looked at Qi Na, very composed and calm.

“Admit that you were wrong?” Xu Chaomu’s eyes were dark and cold.

Qi Na still refused to admit it, her eyes widening as she stared fixedly at Xu Chaomu, refusing to express an opinion.

“Hm?” Xu Chaomu applied a bit of force, squeezing Qi Na’s neck tighter.

Even though it wasn’t very kind to bully a girl, her good mood had been completely spoiled by her.

And just now, Qi Na’s fingernail had scratched her, probably leaving a mark, what should she do about her interview later.

Qi Na, afraid of being choked to death, hurriedly nodded like a pecking chicken.

“Hmm.” Xu Chaomu was satisfied.

“Am I a mistress?” Xu Chaomu asked again.

Qi Na had nowhere to vent her resentment; just now she had righteously called Xu Chaomu the mistress, if she were to say no now, wouldn’t she lose face.

Seeing that she wasn’t speaking, Xu Chaomu increased her force, tightening her grip on Qi Na’s throat.

Qi Na had no choice but to shake her head, her face bearing an expression like she had gone through a disaster.

Xu Chaomu, dissatisfied, said, “State it again.”

This time, Qi Na shook her head vigorously.

“Hmm.” Xu Chaomu was satisfied, “Now tell me, were you driving that car blindly?”

Qi Na was so angry that her eyeballs were popping out, but, unfortunately, with her throat choked, she could only make “wu wu” sounds.

The sun beat down on Xu Chaomu’s body; she was very hot. However, there was still quite a while before her interview, and she didn’t mind dealing with Qi Na.

“Say it, were you blind?”

Qi Na made continuous “wu wu” noises out of anger, but as long as she didn’t speak, Xu Chaomu tightened her hold.

Qi Na’s neck was pained, she reluctantly nodded.

The corners of Xu Chaomu’s lips curled upward, her mood instantly improving by a lot.

“Qi Na, remember this, Chenglang will never like a woman like you. No matter how much his mother likes you, he won’t like you. And I think, it’s not certain that his mother really likes you.”

Five years later, Xu Chaomu had a much clearer understanding of people’s hearts.

Just like a few days ago, Zhou Ran and Shen Cexian called her over and shared their “true feelings”.

For ordinary people, choosing whom to marry can often follow their own wishes, but the wealthier and higher-status families tend to have more considerations.

She thought, with Nie Chenglang’s mother being so domineering, how could she like a brainless woman like Qi Na?

Stopping her car in public was one stupid act, arguing with her in public was another, and constantly mentioning Chenglang’s name was yet another.

Xu Chaomu suddenly felt an invasion of Shen Chi’s intelligence, elevating her IQ.

Even thinking about it got her a little excited.

Xu Chaomu slightly loosened her grip, giving Qi Na a chance to speak.

“Cough cough cough, cough cough cough.” Qi Na coughed nonstop, looking pitiful.

Xu Chaomu continued, “If you truly like Chenglang, consider things from his perspective. By making a commotion like today, aren’t you afraid that someone in the crowd recognizes Chenglang, recognizes you?”

Qi Na coughed several times while clutching her neck, finally feeling a bit better. She lifted her reddened eyes; she truly despised Xu Chaomu.

“Xu Chaomu, you’re capable, you’re smart, you can steal men, but I can’t.” Qi Na was still defiant.

Upon hearing this, Xu Chaomu’s resentment rushed back up. Wasn’t the lesson just now enough?