If You Could Hear My Heart

How many Presidents did Shen Group have, if not Shen Chi?

Everyone held their breath, and the woman who had been about to speak immediately received warning glances from the others.

The supervisor had just had an argument, his mind was unsettled. He took a deep breath and cautiously answered the call.

“President Shen, hello,” he said with a smile.

The rest of them kept silent; for a moment, the whole conference room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

“Has the interview process finished?”

The voice on the other end of the phone was calm and forceful, with a slight hoarseness.

“The Design Department’s interviews have finished, but a few other departments are still ongoing.”

“Oh, it’s nothing, I just happen to be free and thought I’d ask.”

“Yes, if there’s anything you want to know, I’ll keep nothing from you.”

“How many are you recruiting for the Design Department this time? Have you decided?” Shen Chi’s tone was indifferent.

The attitude was as if he had a sudden whim to show interest.

“President Shen, the Design Department is only recruiting one newcomer this time, and we are discussing it now,” the supervisor said.

“Oh? Okay then, you go ahead with your discussion, I won’t disturb you.”

Shen Chi’s voice was low and devoid of any emotion.

“How could that be, President Shen? Your concern is our greatest honor,” the supervisor profusely sweated.

He couldn’t even guess what Shen Chi meant; why did he suddenly call? Was he hinting at something?

Among the three female candidates, the only one with a notable background was the daughter of the Director of the Foreign Affairs Department.

Could it be that President Shen was hinting at her?

He pondered for a moment and then decided to speak up, “President Shen, we think a girl named Qian Qian is quite good…”

The lower his voice trailed off as he spoke.

Because he too didn’t know whether that was the hint from Shen Chi.

“Is that so? What’s good about her?” Shen Chi’s tone was bland.

Still, the supervisor couldn’t discern any of Shen Chi’s thoughts; what did it mean? Appreciation or skepticism?

“She has a good way with words, and her design works are quite creative.”

“Oh.”

A layer of sweat broke out on the supervisor’s back. What did this “Oh” mean?

The others dared not speak and listened as the supervisor made the call.

Curiously, Shen Chi didn’t hang up, so the supervisor had to pluck up the courage to continue.

“President Shen, we all think she’s quite suitable…”

“What about Xu Chaomu?” Shen Chi slowly spoke.

The supervisor’s eyes widened; Shen Chi actually knew Xu Chaomu!

Could it be that President Shen preferred Xu Chaomu?

“She… she also performed well, it’s just that…” the supervisor ran out of excuses as he himself rather favored Xu Chaomu.

“It’ll be Xu Chaomu!” Shen Chi’s four words were emphatic.

“Ah?” The supervisor wasn’t able to respond immediately and blurted out, “Why…”

No sooner had he said that than he felt he was doomed; since when did they have the right to question Shen Chi’s decisions?

The others also gasped in shock; could it be their department was about to face trouble?

“I’ve met her once before; she looks good,” Shen Chi said in his indifferent tone.

The crowd exchanged glances; what did he mean by “looks good”?

Hadn’t everyone said that their CEO was uninterested in women, that he hadn’t married even at twenty-eight?

“President Shen, I understand, I understand,” the supervisor repeatedly wiped his sweat.

“Good if you understand,” Shen Chi said indifferently.

After that, Shen Chi hung up.

Instantly, the small conference room was silent; the topic that had been so hotly debated was halted by a call from Shen Chi.

Looking around at everyone, the supervisor just shrugged and spread his hands.

The middle-aged woman was very upset but helpless.

In Shen’s, of course, Shen Chi had the final say.

The head of the Design Department was rather pleased; after all, he had always valued Xu Chaomu.

He now leisurely held a cup of tea and said, “I also think Xu Chaomu is not bad.”

The middle-aged woman could not take it anymore and stormed out!

With her departure, the room burst into chatter as everyone began discussing with complex expressions on their faces.

“What does he mean by looks good?” someone asked.

“Could it be that President Shen has taken a fancy to this girl?”

“That doesn’t make sense, Xu Chaomu is decent-looking, but she’s not stunningly beautiful, right? What kind of women hasn’t President Shen seen? His ex-girlfriend was Miss Bai Man.”

“Yeah, maybe having seen too many beautiful women, he wants to change his tastes?”

“Don’t guess what’s on President Shen’s mind,” someone said coldly.

“If President Shen does fancy this girl, then our Design Department is in luck; maybe we’ll get a lot of special benefits,” someone excitedly suggested.

“What is this young lady thinking then?”

“Being favored by President Shen, she’d be too happy to think otherwise, she must be secretly pleased.”

“How could President Shen be sincerely interested in her? At most, it’s just for a few days of fun.”

“That’s still a good deal, though. Many people wish for the honor of being played with for a few days. A few days of fun might earn more than we do in a lifetime,” a man commented.

The crowd scoffed at him, casting scornful glances his way.

The conference room heated up with enthusiasm as they loudly discussed the matter.

After a long discussion, everyone eventually dispersed.

In the lobby on the first floor, Xu Chaomu was sitting idly on a chair, lost in thought.

It wasn’t so much that Xu Chaomu was dazed; she just found herself thinking of Shen Chi at that moment, and observing his company seemed a good idea.

She watched the flow of people, observing Shen Group’s employees radiating enthusiasm, confidence, and poise.

Under Shen Chi’s management, Shen Group was destined to flourish even more.

As Xu Chaomu watched, a gentle smile curled at the edges of her lips.

While she narrowed her eyes at the bustling lobby, suddenly, she saw a familiar figure!

A woman, wearing a mask and looking down, quickly headed towards the exit of the company.

Her hurried pace, her mask pulled up high, covering almost half her face. And when she bowed her head, her hair shielded her cheeks, keeping anyone from noticing her.

But Xu Chaomu did notice, because that figure was all too familiar.

It was Mo Shuifu!

Mo Shuifu had a great figure, and today she wore a black dress that blended into the crowd, attracting no attention.

She kept her head down, walking briskly.

Xu Chaomu was curious; who was she here to see?

The weather was nice, and there was no smog; there was no need for a mask.

Furthermore, Xu Chaomu was certain it was Mo Shuifu.

She quickly stood up and followed behind Mo Shuifu.

But the lobby was too crowded, and by the time Xu Chaomu reached the entrance, Mo Shuifu had disappeared after turning a corner!

Xu Chaomu looked left and right, but the figure of Mo Shuifu was nowhere to be seen.

Blinking her large eyes, she stood in place for quite a while, but still, she couldn’t spot Mo Shuifu again. She began to doubt her own eyes.

But perhaps, she was just being paranoid; it’s not as if Mo Shuifu couldn’t come to Shen’s.

She was Shen Shihan’s wife.