If You Could Hear My Heart

Xu Chaomu was right; he would never like a woman like Qi Na.

“Brother Chenglang, she’s already far away; can we find a place to chat? I’ll treat you to tea… Brother Chenglang…” Qi Na grabbed his arm, pleading.

Nie Chenglang pushed her away and headed straight for his car.

“Brother Chenglang, Brother Chenglang!” Qi Na chased after him.

She had also forgotten that her clothes were torn to shreds by Xu Chaomu, as she ran after Nie Chenglang.

Just as Qi Na was about to catch up, Nie Chenglang opened the passenger door and with a “bang,” shut Qi Na out, locking the door.

“Bang bang bang,” Qi Na pounded on the car door frantically.

Her anxious face reflected on the car window; because of her exaggerated movements, her bra was half exposed, quite indecent.

“Brother Chenglang, Brother Chenglang!”

“Mr. Nie,” the driver, Xiaosong, had an embarrassed look on his face as he turned to glance at Nie Chenglang.

Nie Chenglang stared straight ahead, with a resolute and unyielding gaze, coldly said, “Drive.”

“Um…” Xiaosong responded and started the vehicle.

Xiaosong rarely saw Nie Chenglang lose his temper, but a good temper didn’t mean he was without anger.

Especially recently, he observed that Nie Chenglang’s mood had not been very good, and this Miss Qi was still troubling him.

“Brother Chenglang, Brother Chenglang!”

Qi Na called his name persistently and even ran after him for a while.

But two legs can never outrun four wheels, and soon Qi Na’s voice faded away, until it was no longer audible…

Qi Na, tired from the run, squatted on the ground and started to cry.

“You all bully me, you all bully me…” She cried heartbreakingly, her makeup smeared.

She squatted by the roadside, throwing a tantrum and crying, not caring about her image at all.

“Brother Chenglang, I like you…” While crying, she called out Nie Chenglang’s name.

She really liked him, so much so that whenever she heard Xu Chaomu was pestering Nie Chenglang, she would angrily seek out Xu Chaomu.

She only regretted that last time she hadn’t driven fast enough to cripple Xu Chaomu.

Being a married woman, what right did she have to cling to Nie Chenglang?

She was just a mistress, a second-hand woman, a shameless person!

Qi Na was unable to contain her anger, sobbing while cursing Xu Chaomu.

It wasn’t until a crowd of onlookers gathered by the roadside that she felt a bit ashamed and finally stood up.

“What are you looking at! Be careful or I’ll poke out your eyes!”

Qi Na’s face was full of rage as she trotted back to her car.

Once inside, she stepped on the accelerator and charged recklessly towards the crowd!

The onlookers, shocked and afraid, quickly jumped aside to avoid her.

“Has this woman gone crazy? Damn!”

Everyone cursed, but Qi Na turned a deaf ear and drove away from the scene.

Clenching her teeth in fury, she didn’t care that this was a downtown area; she sped up the vehicle, even daring to run red lights!

She just couldn’t swallow this humiliation!

A promiscuous woman, why should she compete with her for Brother Chenglang!

Nie Chenglang’s car hadn’t gone far, in fact, after turning a corner, he instructed Xiaosong to drive back to where they started.

He witnessed Qi Na’s reckless driving with disappointment on his face.

“Mr. Nie, Miss Qi driving like that, could kill someone,” Xiaosong said, full of concern.

“She’s been spoiled since she was young; it’s time she learned her lesson,” said Nie Chenglang indifferently.

“Mr. Nie, Miss Qi seems to really like you.”

Nie Chenglang didn’t respond, his gaze fixed straight ahead.

Not far ahead was Shen Group building, and he had Xiaosong drive past the place where Xu Chaomu had left.

Seeing Nie Chenglang was silent, Xiaosong didn’t think it appropriate to say anything either.

Xu Chaomu kept walking ahead; she originally planned to take a taxi directly to the foot of Shen’s building, but then this happened before she even got there.

She forgot her parasol, so she could only use her folder to shield her head from the sun.

One hand held the folder while the other cinched her neckline, fearing a wardrobe malfunction.

Really, she hadn’t checked the almanac before leaving home.

She walked towards a nearby mall and, halfway there, Nie Chenglang’s car slowly caught up with her.

Nie Chenglang slowly lowered the car window, “Chaomu, get in the car.”

Xu Chaomu was startled; she hadn’t expected Nie Chenglang to still be around.

She shook her head, “No need, you should go back.”

“If you don’t get in, then I’ll get out,” he said, looking at her with a resolute gaze.

“I… Chenglang, you should really go back. I’m fine,” she replied.

“I apologize on behalf of Qi Na for today’s incident. From now on, I’ll make sure her parents keep a close eye on her,” Nie Chenglang said.

“It’s okay, it’s not your fault. I didn’t suffer any loss,” Xu Chaomu shook her head.

She truly hadn’t suffered any loss; it seemed Qi Na was the one who ended up more embarrassed.

“I have nothing to do with her; none of what she said is true,” Nie Chenglang explained.

“I know,” Xu Chaomu smiled.

She particularly trusted Nie Chenglang’s character.

Having spent five years with him in Paris, did she not know what kind of person he was?

If Qi Na had truly been Nie Chenglang’s childhood sweetheart, his girlfriend, he wouldn’t have proposed to her in the first place.

Just that in this life, there are always some people who appear a bit earlier, and some a bit later; perhaps, that is fate.

She and Nie Chenglang were destined to be connected, but not fated to be together.

Nie Chenglang decisively got out of the car and walked straight to Xu Chaomu’s side, “I’ll accompany you to buy a piece of clothing.”

He was tall, and when he stood beside Xu Chaomu, she had to slightly lift her head and blink her eyes.

At this moment, if she were to decline again, it would just be pretentious.

During those five years in Paris, she often dragged Nie Chenglang out to shop for clothes.

Nie Chenglang had good taste and an excellent eye, well-known in Paris for his ability to choose clothing.

Often, she would pull Nie Chenglang along to go shopping with her.

Nie Chenglang had never complained and waited patiently while she tried on each garment.

When she first arrived in Paris, unfamiliar with everything, it was mostly Nie Chenglang keeping her company.

Latter on, as she made more friends, she didn’t go out with Nie Chenglang as often to avoid misunderstandings.

If it weren’t for Nie Chenglang, she thought, she wouldn’t have survived those five years.

Especially during that freezing cold winter when she almost died of cold on the streets.

It was Nie Chenglang who had picked her up and taken her back home.

Just as Shen Chi had said, Nie Chenglang offered her warmth, but unfortunately, that warmth couldn’t turn into love…

Only then did Xu Chaomu nod her head; she was a bit nostalgic for the times when he had accompanied her to buy clothes.

“Give me your files,” he said, taking the folder from her hand.

Xu Chaomu smiled and handed over the folder.

His tall figure stood beside her, perfectly shading her from a small portion of the sun.

Together, they walked towards the nearby mall.

There was a clothing store on the first floor, and Xu Chaomu casually picked one and went inside.

Xu Chaomu browsed through the shirts on the racks, examining each one.

As they were for an interview, anything formal would suffice.