If You Could Hear My Heart

“Mumu… you’ve gone from a little brat to a big brat. Drenching your husband in water, having fun are you?”

Shen Chi was chilled to the bone, his wet shirt clinging tightly to his body, and he sneezed.

“Overjoyed.” Xu Chaomu’s eyes crinkled with mirth.

“Not well-behaved at all.”

With that said, someone took a violent approach, pinning Xu Chaomu against the wall, and with a dip of his head, planted a precise kiss on her.

The kiss, influenced by intoxication, was somewhat domineering, assertively prying apart her lips and plunging deep.

Xu Chaomu was immediately dumbfounded. Not having seen him in five years, it seemed this man had only learned one thing, stealing kisses!

Unable to argue with her, steal a kiss. Unable to beat her, steal a kiss. Whenever he found himself at a disadvantage, he’d resort to stealing a kiss.

Damn, was he even a man?

Shen Chi didn’t care, you can’t hit or scold your wife, but a kiss… that must be allowed, right…

Thus, he intensified the kiss, his lips grinding over her red ones, their teeth entwining, lingering for a long time…

It wasn’t much longer until she felt Shen Chi’s forceful reaction.

Her hands fumbled around until, at last, she found the shower head!

With a twist, “whoosh,” water gushed out of the shower head like a fountain!

Stimulated by the cold water, Shen Chi instantly let go of Xu Chaomu.

Xu Chaomu jumped aside triumphantly, watching Shen Chi, drenched like a drowned rat, and clapped her hands in laughter.

Shen Chi hurriedly turned off the shower, now his buzz was completely gone.

“Xu Chaomu, I really want to kill you.” Shen Chi laughed helplessly.

Droplets dripped from his hair, and he glanced at the mirror; at this moment, he was utterly disheveled.

However, seeing her laugh so hard she doubled over, his heart warmed like the early summer.

Mumu, you are the most beautiful punishment of my life.

“President Shen, say, if I took a photo of you looking like this and posted it online, do you think I’d become instantly famous?”

“If you tell others you’re Mrs. Shen, you’d definitely become even more famous.”

“Let someone else have the position of Mrs. Shen.” Xu Chaomu shrugged.

“Mumu, go get me some clothes, I need to shower. After that, let’s have a good chat.”

“I’m not your maid, get them yourself. I’m going back to bed, my baby is tired.” Xu Chaomu gently rubbed her belly, her face full of affection.

Had she not mentioned the child, Shen Chi would have almost forgotten, she was pregnant.

She was no longer the Chaomu from five years ago; inside her, there was a child from another man.

She also said that she had slept with many men.

His eyes immediately darkened, his fists clenched tight.

“Chaomu, would it be okay if this child called me dad?” Shen Chi’s voice was somewhat hoarse, seemingly with a tinge of pleading.

“I didn’t realize President Shen had a hobby of joyfully becoming a father.”

“You know, I really like children.”

“Waiting to bear your children, there’s a bunch of women, right? If you want one, just have one. If you really can’t, go get treated by Yu Weiwei, it’s not shameful.”

“I only want the children you bear!” Shen Chi raised his voice, his tone very domineering.

“Hysteric, raising another man’s child, aren’t you humiliated? If someone asked me to raise another man’s child and be a stepmother, I’d wipe him out in a minute.”

Shen Chi fell silent at once, remembering the child of Jian Sisi.

If he took Jian Sisi’s child, then Chaomu would have to be the stepmother in the future…

“Mumu, if I, Shen Chi, would marry only you in this lifetime, would you be willing to bear another child for me?”

“You’re willing to marry? I’m not even willing to wed.”

“You want me to die without a heir.”

“That’s your own choice, don’t blame me for it.”

“No children then, no children. Let it be my punishment.”

Having said that, Shen Chi pulled Xu Chaomu close, enfolding her in his embrace.

Let it compensate for that night when he made a mistake. This price, he was willing to pay.

He lowered his head and whispered in her ear, “Just having you is enough for me.”

Xu Chaomu’s heart was deeply touched. This man would rather remain childless, preferring the extinction of his lineage over divorce, and still wanted her?

Xu Chaomu’s eyes grew moist, and she lowered her head, pushing him away abruptly: “Don’t lean on me, you’re getting my pajamas wet.”

“Being wet is just fine, join me in the shower.”

“Get lost!”

Xu Chaomu shoved him, pushing him toward the bathroom.

“Smell yourself, all reeking of alcohol, hurry up and shower.”

After finishing her words, Xu Chaomu turned on the shower, adjusting the water to a lukewarm temperature.

Shen Chi smiled, his eyes filled with tenderness, like the ocean, deep enough to drown in.

Thus, he began to undress right in front of her.

Xu Chaomu was bending down to check the water temperature, and when she raised her head, her face went blank…

The man had already unbuttoned his shirt, revealing a sexy and solid chest. His muscular build, perfect abs, and malt-colored skin.

Feeling unrestrained, Xu Chaomu swallowed hard, forgetting even to blink.

Shen Chi removed his shirt completely and hung it on the rack.

Then… he began to unbuckle his belt.

Xu Chaomu, her face flushed, quickly turned her head and closed the bathroom door with a “bang.”

“Five years apart, and Chaomu, your skin’s gotten thinner.” Shen Chi’s voice came from inside.

Xu Chaomu’s face reddened like a persimmon, her hands twisting her pajamas.

After a while, she heard the sound of the metal belt buckle from within, and her face grew even more flushed.

His persistent image haunted her, damn it, what a hooligan.

Inside the bathroom, Shen Chi’s lips curled upwards. The Xu Chaomu from five years ago who had climbed on top of him and started to take off his clothes was nowhere to be seen.

He thought, her claim that she had been with five or six men must have been a lie.

Indeed, with her personality, even if she was desperate, she wouldn’t make that kind of movie.

Still, he was somewhat envious of the father of the child in her belly.

That man must have gained her complete trust, enabling her to give herself to him without reservations.

Feeling a tightness in his chest, Shen Chi simply closed his eyes and showered.

After a few minutes, he spoke, “Mumu, are you still there? Get me some clothes.”

“I got it, so annoying.” Xu Chaomu pouted.

She walked into his bedroom, stood by the wardrobe, and began looking for clothes for him.

She hadn’t been here for five years, yet his room was still as it used to be. Very simple, with very few decorations.

The crystal lamp overhead emitted an orange glow, making the room all the more warm and cozy.

She looked around and on impulse, opened the drawer of his bedside table.

She remembered that this drawer held her little wooden puppet.

Having not returned for five years, was the little wooden puppet still there?

Upon opening the drawer, in that instant, she saw the wooden puppet lying there intact.

She picked it up, smiled at it, and it seemed to smile back at her.

“Little guy, you’re thirteen years old this year.”

Its age matched the amount of time she had known Shen Chi.

Touching the little wooden puppet, she felt a sense of reluctance to part with it.