If You Could Hear My Heart

In the past, whenever she fought with him, rubbed against him, or embraced him, he would always indulge her, always yield to her.

But now, he was immensely impatient.

Those women outside, too, liked to lean on him, to crawl into his bed.

His money and power made everyone rush to him, that was all.

In the middle of the night, when it was silent, no sound could be heard anywhere.

Xu Chaomu was still sitting in the bushes, her eyes swollen from crying. If she had a mirror right now, she would certainly look awful.

Li Beiting had already returned to Weiyang, Ji Shengxuan was still waiting where he was. Most of the people in the house had already dispersed, Ji Shengxuan had his legs crossed, sitting on the couch, slowly savoring his drink.

“Found her?” Ji Shengxuan’s voice was calm, showing no sign of emotion.

“No.” Li Beiting grasped the edge of the table; only then did he manage to support himself.

He was utterly exhausted.

The bloodstains on the back of his hand had dried, and it was unclear how much blood he had lost; his entire hand looked frighteningly mangled.

“An incident on my turf, no matter what, I will stay with you tonight and wait for news,” Ji Shengxuan said.

“Thank you.” Li Beiting no longer had the energy to speak.

He slowly sat down on the couch, next to Ji Shengxuan. His pale fingers picked up a wine glass and poured red wine into it.

Ji Shengxuan passed him a wet wipe, glancing at the bloodstain on his hand,

“Clean it up.”

Li Beiting didn’t say anything, silently wiped off the bloodstain on the back of his hand, his whole demeanor was expressionless, listless, as if he was nothing more than an empty shell that had been stripped of his soul.

Ji Shengxuan stopped talking, watching Li Beiting intently.

This was not the usual Li Beiting who often came to Weiyang to drink, full of vigor and vitality, President Li.

Ji Shengxuan was genuinely curious about the person who jumped into the river.

The dim light flickered unsteadily, like spirits in the dark night, yet it flickered with countless somber hues.

The weak light shone on Li Beiting’s face, making his complexion even paler, his head nearly drooping, pale knuckles resting on his fingertips.

After this incident, Weiyang still seemed undisturbed, as if nothing had happened.

It seemed fitting for a place like Weiyang, where such incidents were probably not unusual. Of course, given Ji Shengxuan’s strong grip and courage, he would not allow even a hint of this to leak.

Soon, someone came to report again.

“President Li, Miss Xu still hasn’t been found.’

“President Li, we’ve searched all the nearby rivers, nothing.”

“President Li, it’s too dark now, it’s indeed difficult to search any further.”

Every piece of news was identical; when Li Beiting first heard it, he just clenched his lips tightly. Then, with a “clang, ” he shattered the glass in his hand!

The broken shards scattered all over the floor!

Ji Shengxuan wasn’t annoyed; he only slightly curled his lips, “President Li, as long as it happens on my Weiyang turf, I’ll be sure to help you find Miss Xu.” Li Beiting’s lips trembled, he didn’t speak, his complexion deathly pale.

Ji Shengxuan patted his shoulder, then left him alone, slowly walking out of the room.

After Ji Shengxuan left, he leaned against the rear courtyard of Weiyang and lit a cigarette. In the flickering moonlight, his face was stern, tinged with a trace of chill.

In the bushes, Xu Chaomu was still sitting, her voice hoarse from crying. She silently bowed her head, hugging her knees.

The wind lifted her hair, a few strands teasing her cheeks, tickling but also bringing a hint of coldness.

It was a bit cold.

When Shen Chi arrived, he didn’t find Xu Chaomu until he got to the backyard; Ji Shengxuan raised a hand and pointed, and only then did he see her sitting in the bushes.

Her figure was delicate, as fragile as a kitten.

His heart inexplicably skipped a beat, then trembled fiercely.

He strode forward, stopping in front of her without a word, his face stern.

His face was colder than the ice of midwinter, radiating chillness all around.

His black, sharp, onyx-like eyes stared at Xu Chaomu, emitting a hawkish chill.

A dark shadow blocked Xu Chaomu’s light; upon realizing someone was approaching, she slightly lifted her head, only to see a pair of black men’s leather shoes.

Her body shivered; she knew who had come.

She pretended to be calm, keeping her head down, but he saw her expression entirely, even her slightly trembling pinky finger didn’t escape his notice. “What are you doing sitting on the ground? Stand up!”

Seeing no response from her, he finally exploded in anger, roaring loudly.

“Oh.” Xu Chaomu, with downcast eyes, supported herself up from the ground, stood up, and patted her clothes without daring to look up.

“Lift your head!” Shen Chi roared again.

The riverbank was very quiet, especially late at night; his deep and forceful voice brimming with an undercurrent of rage made the silence all the more profound.

Xu Chaomu didn’t dare utter a word of refusal, she never had any rights in front of him.

It was hateful of Li Beiting to have called him over. It was late now; it must be close to one o’clock.

Slowly, Xu Chaomu lifted her head, constantly feeling two oppressive and icy stares upon her, making the air around cooler by several degrees.

As she lifted her head, he caught sight of her made-up face. She must have been crying, her eyes all red, her makeup smudged.

He barely recognized her with that makeup on.

And the clothes she was wearing, thin and tight, with a low neckline! “You motherfucker, who are you dressing up like that for, to seduce?!” Shen Chi was infuriated, his hand instinctively raised, about to strike.

Xu Chaomu was initially frightened, but upon hearing his words, a rush of anger flared in her heart, causing her lips to tremble and her complexion to turn white.

Seduce…

How could he say such a thing to her.

As he raised his hand to slap her, she didn’t dodge, instead lifting her small face defiantly.

“You want to hit me? Go ahead then. Of course, I dressed like this to seduce men, what did you think?”

Xu Chaomu’s large eyes stared back at him, unyielding. In fact, her heart was suspended in fear; she had seen him in a fury before, and she knew if his slap really landed, she would not be in a good place.

Shen Chi’s eyes reddened with anger, bloodshot, like a furious lion watching its prey!

Time seemed to freeze.

His raised hand trembled, then clenched into a fist, slowly, the rampant rage was reined in.

Hit her…

He still couldn’t bring himself to follow through.

But the rage boiling in his chest didn’t dissipate, and he grabbed her arm, dragging her forcefully to the river’s edge.

Before she could react, he was pushing her head down into the water!

An angry man is terrifying!

A furious Shen Chi was like a demon!

“Cough cough cough…” Xu Chaomu choked on several mouthfuls of water, struggling for air.

“Wash yourself clean!” Shen Chi held onto her collar with one hand, while pressing down on her head with the other..