If You Could Hear My Heart

At this moment, in the dead of night, as he passed by the entrance of the ward, he heard Jian Sisi’s cries.

She was sobbing and had smashed a few items as well.

“Crash”—the things shattered all over the floor.

“Secretary Xiao.” The man who had been waiting outside stopped him.

Xiao Mo paused, turned to him, and said, “Keep an eye on Jian Sisi and take her away from the hospital later.”

“But… she just had a miscarriage; what if something happens?” the man said cautiously.

“It’s just a life, and not even a valuable one!” Xiao Mo said coldly.

Leaving those words behind, he left the ward without hesitation and departed the hospital.

The man stood there dumbfounded. What on earth had this woman done?

Xiao Mo tossed the materials onto the passenger seat and drove out of the hospital.

It was the dead of night, silent all around, and the summer breeze that brushed against him carried a hint of coolness.

When Xiao Mo arrived at the hotel, he stayed up all night organizing all the information about Jian Sisi’s miscarriage.

Early the next morning, he went to Shen Chi’s room.

Shen Chi had long been up. When Xiao Mo arrived, he was sitting by the window, drinking coffee.

As Xiao Mo entered, he caught sight of the sunlight filtering through the curtains and falling on the man.

Dust milled about in the air, fluctuating as the sun illuminated it.

Shen Chi narrowed his eyes slightly, watching the wisps of steam slowly rising from his coffee cup.

His sculpted profile, his high nose bridge, and his lightly pursed thin lips.

Clothed in a white shirt, it only served to accentuate his extraordinary handsomeness.

Xiao Mo cleared his throat, thinking thankfully he was not a woman. If he were, he probably would have also been charmed by this man.

He suddenly understood why, even though everyone knew Shen Chi was cold and heartless and not interested in women, there were still countless girls continuously throwing themselves at him.

Shen Chi definitely had that charm.

However, in the end, Shen Chi fell for Xu Chaomu.

No matter how many come and go, amidst endless beauty, the one he loves is always the same person.

And he loves her very, very much.

“What do you need?” Shen Chi’s thin lips parted lightly.

“Mr. Shen, last night, something happened to Jian Sisi.”

“Oh?” There was no expression on Shen Chi’s face.

“She had a miscarriage,” Xiao Mo said.

“Hmm.”

Shen Chi still showed no expression and his tone was indifferent, as calm as if he’d been told it was going to rain at noon.

Of course, he didn’t have to worry; Xiao Mo would take care of everything.

As expected, Xiao Mo took out the folder in his hand, “I’ve organized everything that happened last night.”

“Too many words.” Shen Chi held his coffee and didn’t want to look.

Xiao Mo cleared his throat again, alright then, he would explain; after all, Shen Chi was the boss.

“She miscarried, a boy, but… as the text you saw yesterday said, the child was four months old,” Xiao Mo said, focusing on the most crucial point.

“Hmm.” It was not beyond Shen Chi’s expectations.

Xiao Mo continued, “Obviously, Jian Sisi’s child was not yours.”

Shen Chi gave him a cold glance, stating the obvious.

Xiao Mo felt a chill run through him: “I’ll keep silent.”

“Then you can leave.”

“Mr. Shen, I haven’t finished yet…” Xiao Mo said, a bit aggrieved.

“Speak!”

“After Jian Sisi’s miscarriage, I had someone keep watch on her, so rest assured, she won’t get away.”

“That’s your problem.”

“Yes, it’s my problem.” Xiao Mo was embarrassed.

“Hmm, anything else?”

Shen Chi looked up at him.

“Mr. Shen, when I was organizing the materials yesterday, I thought, Jian Sisi really has the guts, daring to claim she was carrying your child.”

“She must have eaten the heart of a bear and the gall of a leopard.”

“I was guessing that you offered her a check, and she refused to take it. She must have wanted to give birth to the child, then blackmail you for a large sum of money, or for the position of CEO’s wife. Then, when the time was right, she would surely find a way to kill the child so that no one would notice.”

“Hmm.”

Shen Chi agreed with Xiao Mo’s idea. Initially, he had offered Jian Sisi a check for five million, which she refused to accept.

“Mr. Shen, I’ve been thinking since yesterday, if Jian Sisi dares to deceive you with a child, it could be that… the night in Paris, the woman you slept with wasn’t Jian Sisi?”

Xiao Mo thought, the woman who slept with Shen Chi was truly fortunate.

Shen Chi fell silent; Xiao Mo’s thoughts coincided with his own.

He had also suspected…

“Mr. Shen, I’m just speaking hypothetically,” Xiao Mo said.

It didn’t matter who Shen Chi slept with—it was no big deal, just a woman, right?

“Just make sure Jian Sisi is under control,” Shen Chi said indifferently.

This matter, he could simply force Jian Sisi to answer.

“Rest assured, Mr. Shen, she still has value to us.”

“When are Shen Shihan’s goods arriving?”

“They should arrive around two in the morning the day after tomorrow.”

“Alright, have you prepared everything?”

Xiao Mo nodded, “You can depend on it, there won’t be any problems, I’ll meet with Director Li’s people.”

“Two o’clock, I will personally go there.” Shen Chi’s eyes were deep and inscrutable, like the waters of an unfathomable dark pool.

Xiao Mo was also very serious; he knew that this time, there would definitely be a payoff.

After Xiao Mo left the room, Shen Chi slowly finished the coffee in his hand.

Once the watch on his wrist showed eight o’clock, he made a call to Xu Chaomu.

Xu Chaomu was still drowsy from sleep. Seeing the words “Husband” flickering on her screen, she rubbed her eyes and picked up the call.

“Awake yet?” Shen Chi’s voice was low and magnetic, like the deep notes of a cello.

“You woke me up,” she replied.

“Time to get up.”

“No, baby says he’s still sleepy.” Xu Chaomu pouted, acting coy with Shen Chi.

The corners of Shen Chi’s lips instantly curved into a deep smile…

Listening to her sweetly coquettish voice, his heart melted.

He hadn’t seen her for several days, and he missed her deeply.

“Lazy,” he chuckled.

“Should I have baby call you?” Xu Chaomu’s eyes curled into crescent moons.

Shen Chi laughed, “He’s not born yet, how can he call me?”

“Listen carefully.” Xu Chaomu cleared her throat, imitating a baby’s tone, “Uncle Four, I want a lollipop!”

“…” The corner of Shen Chi’s mouth twitched.

Hearing no reply from Shen Chi, Xu Chaomu giggled secretly on the other end of the phone.

Shen Chi played along, lowering his voice, “Naughty. Say ‘Daddy’ and I’ll give it to you.”

Xu Chaomu blinked and continued in a babyish tone, “Mommy says, ‘Daddy’ is not a word to be thrown around lightly.”

“Then what am I to your mommy?” Shen Chi smiled.

“Husband…”

“Mm.” Shen Chi was satisfied, “Say it again…”

No sooner had Shen Chi’s voice trailed off than Xu Chaomu wore a “I’ve-just-been-hoodwinked” expression.

So, had she fallen into a trap again?

“…” Feeling half-irritated, half-amused, that man was even craftier than a fox!