If You Could Hear My Heart

“Speak properly, who are you buying the medicine for?” Shen Chi’s voice was steady.

Five years after coming back, she didn’t know many people in C City. Yu Weiwei? Impossible. So, it had to be Nie Chenglang or Lou Yanli.

Whether it was Nie Chenglang or Lou Yanli, he didn’t feel comfortable about it.

Buying medicine for another man behind his back?

“Shen Chi, it’s not that I don’t want to talk to you properly, but have you ever respected my opinion? I told you not to touch my things. Why did you still touch them?”

“Really making headway,” Shen Chi huffed disdainfully.

Her things were off-limits to him now, she was really making headway.

Xu Chaomu glared at him, unwilling to engage with him.

She just hated the way he acted, so domineering, so overbearing.

Angry, she slapped Xiao Mo’s seat repeatedly, shouting, “Xiao Mo, stop the car, let me out!”

Shen Chi leaned back in the rear seat, expressionless. No matter how much Xu Chaomu shouted, Xiao Mo would not respond to her.

Xu Chaomu was completely infuriated, slapping Shen Chi’s chest, her eyes rimmed red.

“Shen Chi, let me out, I’m not going back to Waterside Pavillion with you!”

Her complexion wasn’t good; when had this man ever listened to her?

Shen Chi didn’t say a word either, leaning against the genuine leather seat, his calmness contrasting sharply with her enraged embarrassment.

But his brows were constantly furrowed, he grabbed her arm, gazing at her as she was raging.

“It’s just some medicine, are you that afraid of me seeing it?”

Xu Chaomu flung away his hand, teeth clenched, “Not afraid of you seeing it, nor knowing about it, it’s just for another man. What can you do about it?”

Shen Chi’s face immediately fell; it really was for another man.

“Makes no sense!” Xu Chaomu tossed out four words.

“Xiao Mo, stop the car, open the door!” Xu Chaomu continued to shout.

Xiao Mo, who was driving, heard Xu Chaomu’s screams, but unless Shen Zong spoke, he didn’t dare stop the car.

The car sped through the night, trees flying by in the rear…

The windows were closed so no sound from outside could be heard; it was quiet all around. Inside the car, Shen Chi spoke little, the mood filled with restraint and a bit cold.

After a long time of shouting with no response from Xiao Mo,

Xu Chaomu ground her teeth, looking at Shen Chi.

Fine, wouldn’t speak, would he? She could too!

Nothing could be heard in the car anymore, just the air conditioner blowing cold air continuously.

Xiao Mo felt quite awkward, and to shorten the awkward time, he pressed the accelerator and sped toward Waterside Pavillion.

Xu Chaomu fell silent; Shen Chi wanted to hold her, but she sat far away from him, not even looking at him.

Shen Chi had not slept all night and was a bit tired. He glanced at her, then silently formed a fist with his hand and propped it against his forehead.

He closed his eyes, letting the car carry them forward.

After a long, long time, Xu Chaomu thought Shen Chi had fallen asleep and tried to steal her phone back from him.

She tentatively waved her hand in front of his eyes first, and he did not react.

So, she grew bolder.

She remembered he had put her phone in his trouser pocket, and so her hand began to search…

On the left, nothing.

On the right…

She quietly circled around his body, her delicate, boneless little hand touching his trouser pocket.

It was too dark in the car, and as she fumbled, she seemed to touch something.

Just as she thought it was the phone, suddenly, Shen Chi opened his eyes and grabbed her hand angrily!

“Xu Chaomu, what the hell are you touching?”

Xu Chaomu was startled. Touching where? She was just trying to find her phone, did it warrant such a reaction?

Shen Chi was truly enraged; he grabbed her wrist and wouldn’t let go.

“It hurts… let go!” Xu Chaomu struggled, “I just want my phone back!”

“What were you touching just now? Huh?”

“I… I don’t know…”

Just as she finished saying “I don’t know,” her eyes suddenly lit up; she couldn’t have… touched something she shouldn’t have.

Uh… no wonder he had such a big reaction.

“Don’t know? Want to touch it again?” Shen Chi asked coldly.

“I don’t!”

Yanking, yanking, yanking! Xu Chaomu tried to pull her hand away!

Little did she know, Shen Chi grabbed her hand and moved it toward his belt, causing Xu Chaomu’s face to flush.

“Pervert, let go! Pervert!”

She cried out so loudly that even Xiao Mo, who was driving, heard it. He chuckled as he drove.

Shen Chi playing the lecher, that was indeed a spectacle Xiao Mo had never witnessed. But if he dared to remove the partition, there would be no work for him tomorrow.

It was very dark in the car; Xu Chaomu couldn’t see the expression on Shen Chi’s face, but she knew she must have been blushing fiercely.

Shen Chi still held her hand, and in a short while, she touched something again.

Xu Chaomu’s face turned crimson with embarrassment, whereas Shen Chi was cool as ever.

The first time, Xu Chaomu had indeed touched somewhere she shouldn’t have.

But this time, he placed her hand on his trouser pocket, inside of which was a gun!

Xu Chaomu thought she had touched something inappropriate again, her face burning red, and yet Shen Chi still wouldn’t let go.

“Pervert, freak, let go of me, if you want to satisfy your needs, go to Weiyang, I won’t stop you. Let go, let go!” Xu Chaomu screamed.

Xu Chaomu was almost lying across his lap due to Shen Chi’s pulling, the posture suggestively intimate.

“What’s wrong with me?” Shen Chi’s tone was innocent.

He truly was innocent; he hadn’t done anything this time, yet she herself was groping wildly, and he hadn’t even called her out on it.

“Stop pretending, let go of my hand!”

Xu Chaomu’s hand was still on that object, and although she was brash, although she had read many brash books, although she was pregnant, she… had never touched, okay!

“Why so agitated.”

Shen Chi touched her burning cheek with his other hand, his lips curving into a smirk, amused to see this girl actually blushing.

He held onto her hand tightly, pulling her a few inches closer to him.

“Shen Chi!” Xu Chaomu yelled his name in anger.

This time, Xu Chaomu was completely sprawled on his lap!

Not teasing her further, Shen Chi let go of her wrist, wrapped his arms around her waist, and pulled her into his embrace.

In the darkness, Xu Chaomu fell into a solid chest. His familiar woody scent enveloped her, and only in his embrace did her feelings start to settle again.

He held her, with his chin resting on her forehead.

If possible, he would choose to hold her like this for the rest of their lives.

To know each other well, to guard each other, to accompany each other.

“Stop fussing,” he frowned.

He liked to hold her quietly, to feel this sense of tranquility.

Xu Chaomu pursed her lips and stopped talking.

In the darkness, she couldn’t see his face, unaware of what little schemes he might be pondering.