If You Could Hear My Heart

On the way, Shen Chi insisted on holding Xu Chaomu and refused to let go.

Xu Chaomu couldn’t outstubborn him, nor dared to, so she could only let him hold her.

But Xu Chaomu was far from compliant, “President Shen, could you raise your arm a bit? It’s uncomfortable for me to rest on it!”

“President Shen, could you talk less? You’re annoying me!”

“President Shen, could you stop moving your hand? Hands off!”

About forty minutes of driving later, the Maybach finally entered the villa complex of Splendid World.

“Mumu, we’re home. Haven’t been here in five years, do you still remember?” Shen Chi lifted his eyes to look at the road ahead.

Xu Chaomu, who had been resting with her eyes closed, slowly opened them. In front of her was the familiar road, unchanged in the slightest.

Except that the trees by the road had grown taller, and a few buildings in the villa complex had been renovated, there was virtually no change.

Every detail from five years ago flashed before her eyes, like smoke in the wind.

She remembered, on the day she left, looking back at this road, never imagining that there would be a day when she would return.

As she silently uttered the word “goodbye” in her heart, what she was truly thinking was: never see you again.

Yet, it was merely five years, and she hadn’t expected, she would come back…

Her eyes blinked, five years had passed, things had changed, and people too.

She was no longer the Xu Chaomu of the past, and Shen Chi was no longer the big brother she knew.

She would no longer cling to him, saying, “Big Brother, take me to school,” nor tug at his arm, begging, “Big Brother, will you come to the amusement park with me?”

He was no longer her reliance, and she was no longer that resolute little girl.

Just like that, she gazed at that familiar road, which she had walked down since she was ten years old.

And now it had been thirteen years.

The sun was always bright, the years warm. Yet thirteen years, in the blink of an eye, had transformed an ocean into a droplet of water.

“What are you thinking about?”

Shen Chi, his arm around her waist, couldn’t help but rest his large palm on her head.

This habitual gesture, even after five years, had not changed.

It was deeply ingrained.

“Nothing much, just that this road should be widened. And these trees, so tall now, could be cut down for money.”

“Yes, the road does need some work. But, every time a construction team comes, I send them away. Mumu, you don’t know, when I walk on this road, I feel like you’ve never left.”

“Oh, I’m quite touched.”

“And then?”

“Then? That’s it.”

Shen Chi turned his head, moving his gaze from the window to her face.

His deep eyes stared at her, unblinking.

“Is there rice on my face?” Xu Chaomu glared at him contemptuously.

“Mumu, I just want to take a good look at you,” Shen Chi curved his lips into a smile.

Xu Chaomu’s face was covered with lines of frustration. In the hospital for three days, he had looked at her for three full days.

And now, after all that, it came down to the same sentence, “I want to take a good look at you.”

As the car took a turn, deep in his emotions, Shen Chi suddenly recalled the scene five years ago on this road, where he walked her and Dabai on a leisurely stroll.

As the memory intensified, he pulled her into his embrace, clasping her waist tightly.

“I’m surely not as pretty as Miss Bai, nor as attractive as Miss Jian. If you look too much, you’ll lose your appetite.”

“Looking too little is what kills the appetite.”

“President Shen, aren’t you feeling hot? Or is it in your nature to love holding women?”

Xu Chaomu attempted to break free from his hands, but alas, she dared not use too much force.

“Women? Let me feel whether you’re a little woman or a big woman.”

With shameless indiscretion, he felt her up.

The touch felt quite nice, albeit a bit small.

Xu Chaomu felt a shiver run through her as if struck by electricity, and she grabbed his hand fiercely, “Shen Chi, what do you take me for?”

“Wife, feeling up one’s own wife is only natural.”

“I’ll say it again, I have a husband. I am a married woman, so please show some self-respect!”

“How do you write ‘self-respect’? Like this? Or like this…”

Having said that, he reached out with his wandering hands again, grabbing here and there.

His own wife, who he could touch but not possess, he felt aggrieved!

Xu Chaomu trembled all over. She tried pushing Shen Chi away, but he was quick to seize her hands, trapping her tightly in his embrace.

The next second, he gripped her chin, and his cool lips tightly pressed against hers.

A kiss five years overdue.

Xu Chaomu’s eyes widened, as she struggled fiercely in his arms.

“Umm…”

Damnit Shen Chi, there are people in the car!

Moreover, with countless women by his side, what was he trying to do with her?

Shen Chi kissed her lips fiercely, lingering and unwilling to let go. For five years, he had missed this taste.

He didn’t give her a chance to breathe, the kiss domineering, drawing him in helplessly.

Chaomu, Chaomu, day and night.

Xu Chaomu’s body went limp like mud, shaking all over.

Shen Chi held her tight, preventing her from slipping from his embrace.

The scent on her was captivating, lingering in his nose, sweet like nectar, which intoxicated him for a long time.

The kiss turned into a tempest, fierce at times and gentle at others, their breath intertwining endlessly.

Shen Chi was far from satisfied, his strong arms grasping Xu Chaomu’s body, intensifying, deepening.

Xu Chaomu desperately tried to dodge him, to escape, but Shen Chi gave her no chance, the air thick with innuendo.

Old Cheng had long pulled up the partition, pretending to see nothing.

Xu Chaomu, her cheeks flushed with urgency, tried to speak but couldn’t utter a sound.

Occasionally, he gave her a moment to breathe, and when she tried to cry out, she found even the most pressing words reduced to faint whimpers.

In this moment, Shen Chi was like a wolf, wishing he could consume Xu Chaomu completely.

His hands grew more unruly slowly.

The cold touch on her skin made Xu Chaomu shiver, struggling desperately.

Her squirming in his arms only fueled a man’s most primal desires.

“Mumu… you’re playing with fire…”

Xu Chaomu, speechless, it was your damn playing with fire; it’s you who are lighting the fire!

He drew closer, closer still, and in his eyes, she saw an insatiable desire, like a rampaging fire, growing more intense by the moment, impossible to extinguish.

This kind of man was the most dangerous!

Sure enough, his hand reached behind her clothes.

Xu Chaomu, panicked, started to beat on his back with her fists, but it was as effective as a tickle, utterly useless.

He couldn’t do this, she was pregnant.

Moreover, she was a married woman, she was about to have an engagement ceremony, she would have her own baby, have her own family; how could she get entangled with a man surrounded by numerous women?

He had so many women, one more or less made no difference to him.

But it was different for her.