If You Could Hear My Heart

But each time she saw him, it felt as if someone was peeling open the scars on her heart.

Five years had passed, and although the pain and sorrow had faded, she still couldn’t bring herself to treat Shen Shihan as the third brother she once knew.

Shen Shihan just stared at her for a while before turning his head away, his face expressionless.

Xu Chaomu thought that from now on, they were probably going to be strangers.

Mo Shuifu got into the car, exchanged a few words with Shen Shihan, and then he drove the car away from the Shen Group building.

Xu Chaomu watched the Ferrari disappear before her eyes, bit her lip, and also casually hailed a taxi.

…

By a little after seven in the evening, Shen Group was still brightly lit.

Inside the building, the lights in the secretary’s office had all been turned off.

These past few days, in Xiao Mo’s absence, they didn’t have much to do, so overtime wasn’t necessary.

The entire secretarial floor was pitch black when suddenly, a sneaky figure opened the door to the office.

With a “beep,” the access control opened, and the figure entered from the doorway.

This person was none other than Jian Sisi.

She was dressed in black, blending with the night, and she swiftly booted up a computer.

As usual, she entered the password, but unexpectedly, it was incorrect.

She had come to look for some documents, always using this password, but this time, it didn’t work.

She was sweating profusely in her anxiety and tried entering the password several more times, the clattering of the keyboard exceptionally loud in the empty office.

The light from the computer screen illuminated her face, now beaded with sweat.

“Damn it, how can it be wrong again,” she cursed.

Ten times, twenty times, it was still incorrect!

Jian Sisi was sweating and anxious but didn’t want to give up.

“The password has been changed!” She bit her lip, her eyes filled with irritation.

She tried all the passwords she could think of, and none worked.

Just as she was attempting to flip through a colleague’s notebook, suddenly, something hard pressed against her head!

“Ah!” Jian Sisi screamed, her entire face turning deathly pale.

A gun, this was a gun!

The person forcefully covered her mouth and dragged her out of the secretarial office.

It took only a short ten or so minutes to drag her from the secretarial office to a concealed room.

Jian Sisi was blindfolded the entire time, unable to see anything; she could only guess by the height and movements of her captor that it was a man!

She struggled all the way, and at first, the man was somewhat patient, warning her to “behave.”

But Jian Sisi didn’t listen and continued to struggle violently, even kicking at the man!

The man became annoyed and pressed the gun against her head, his cold voice warning in her ear.

“If you dare move again, I’ll blow your brains out!”

“Let’s, let’s talk this out…”

Jian Sisi was afraid of dying; she thought about how much it would hurt to get shot in the head and, more importantly, it would be an ugly death.

It was then that she stopped struggling.

The cold barrel of the gun was still against her temple, everything was pitch black, and she was dragged along, not even knowing where she was taken.

Only when they arrived at a room did the man throw her in!

“Behave yourself!” the man warned her.

There was a dim desk lamp in the room, the light not glaring but bright enough to see the person’s face clearly.

Jian Sisi adjusted to the light and looked at the man for a few moments.

Her face was pale, obviously frightened.

She cowered in the corner and stuttered, “Who, who are you?”

She was sure she didn’t know the man standing before her.

Moreover, she was normally very well-behaved, so why would anyone kidnap her?

She had no money, and neither did her parents; what was the benefit in kidnapping her?

“Don’t ask what you shouldn’t!” the man said coldly.

Jian Sisi’s eyes, wide with fear, never left the man.

Her shoulders trembled, but she tried to appear calm.

“I, I’m telling you, I don’t have any money… you shouldn’t think of kidnapping me to threaten my parents…” Jian Sisi’s voice trembled as she spoke.

She was certain that she didn’t know this man.

“You don’t have money? But Mr. Shen does!” the man sneered coldly.

“You, you want to use me to threaten Shen Chi?”

Jian Sisi found it laughable; Shen Chi was such a cold-hearted man, whom did he care about?

Moreover, she had no relationship with Shen Chi at all; the so-called one-time affair was a fabrication of her own.

As for the child in her belly, it wasn’t Shen Chi’s at all.

And now, this man in front of her wanted to use her to threaten Shen Chi?

It was laughable, truly laughable.

“Why not?” The man scoffed mockingly.

“I advise you to give up on that idea, I’m not even worth five million in that man Shen Chi’s eyes.”

“Shut up and stay put!”

The man didn’t want to talk anymore, warned her, and left the room with the gun in hand.

“Hey, hey, what are you going to do, what the hell do you want?!” Jian Sisi yelled after him.

The man slammed the door shut with a “bang,” leaving her locked inside.

Jian Sisi was trembling, she was worth nothing in Shen Chi’s eyes; it was clear if she was used to threaten Shen Chi, she wouldn’t live!

After leaving the room, the man called Xiao Mo.

“Secretary Xiao, it’s settled.”

“Hmm, keep a close eye on her, she must not come out in the next few days,” Xiao Mo instructed.

“Yes,” the man replied.

“Did you get her phone?”

“Got it.”

“Hmm, have someone bring it to me; Mr. Shen needs it,” Xiao Mo instructed.

In two days, they were going to check the cargo at the docks. Before that, they wanted to use Jian Sisi to control Zhuo Fan.

The man was efficient in his work; after the call with Xiao Mo, he had someone deliver Jian Sisi’s phone to Xiao Mo.

As soon as Xiao Mo got the phone, he handed it over to Shen Chi.

A very ordinary phone, adorned with a pink protective cover.

It was already past eight in the evening, and Shen Chi was still going over business with Xiao Mo.

He took the phone, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.

He scrolled through the call log and, indeed, there was Zhuo Fan’s number with Jian Sisi having labeled him as “Husband.”

Shen Chi’s face darkened as he continued to scroll.

Jian Sisi and Zhuo Fan had many call records, clearly showing they were in frequent contact.

There were texts, too; some had been deleted, but Shen Chi still caught plenty of crucial information.

For instance, every night before sleeping, Jian Sisi would send Zhuo Fan a “good night” message, adding the phrase: Today the baby was well-behaved.

Shen Chi opened Jian Sisi’s photo gallery and found many indecent photos.

Photos of Jian Sisi embracing Zhuo Fan, and others featuring the two of them completely naked.

The content was extremely explicit, causing Xiao Mo beside him to blush.

As Shen Chi browsed through the photos, his expression grew colder and colder…

Suddenly, he came across a photo of a pregnancy test report.