If You Could Hear My Heart

Xu Chaomu chattered incessantly, but most of the time she was talking to Mo Shuifu.

Shen Chi always had a smile on his lips; he didn’t talk much, but he liked listening to Xu Chaomu.

Five years later, he was glad she was still the same.

Sometimes he was really afraid—what if she became silent and reserved, what if she became inferior and indifferent—what would he do then?

Xu Chaomu and Mo Shuifu laughed and talked so much that they even forgot to eat.

“Mumu, try this.” Shen Chi picked up a piece of braised pork for her.

The braised pork was not fatty or greasy, and it had a rich, juicy fragrance.

Shen Chi had specifically picked out the best piece.

Who knew Xu Chaomu wouldn’t appreciate it: “I’m too busy to eat.”

Ever since she was young, Shen Chi had warned her not to talk at the dinner table, but this mischievous girl had never remembered it once.

He remembered many years ago, there was a time when he was in a very bad mood and had no interest in eating with Xu Chaomu.

As for Xu Chaomu, she was always carefree and never paid attention to other people’s expressions.

She talked non-stop during meals: “Fourth Brother, I discovered a secret today.”

At that time, he frowned and didn’t want to bother with her.

Her so-called secrets were nothing more than “Wow, Fourth Brother, I found out that horses sleep standing up” “Wow, Fourth Brother, I found out that Americans have blue eyes”…

Sometimes he even had to wonder if the girl had an IQ issue.

Yet that day, she kept going on at the table: “Fourth Brother, I discovered a huge secret, wow, our math teacher and our Chinese teacher are dating!”

His mouth twitched; indeed, it was just as he had expected.

“I’m telling you, I secretly followed our math teacher, and he puts a beautiful rose on our Chinese teacher’s table every day! And sometimes, they sneak off to the woods… to kiss.”

At this point, Xu Chaomu covered her mouth and started giggling.

His face suddenly pulled tight, and with a “snap,” he put down his chopsticks and lifted her away from the table.

“Xu Chaomu, at your young age, you should not be focusing on such nonsense. Get out and reflect on yourself!”

After saying that, he literally threw her out and didn’t allow her to eat.

It was winter back then, in the bitter December, and he let her stand outside for half an hour.

But of course, she didn’t stand for the full half hour; as soon as Xu Chaomu saw him enter the living room, she ran off to the warm doghouse.

Shen Chi really had no way to handle her.

Now, as he recalled the past, the corners of Shen Chi’s lips curled deeper.

He firmly placed the braised pork in front of her, and asserted dominantly, “Eat first, then talk!”

“I won’t eat!” Xu Chaomu glared back at him.

“Are you going to eat it or not?”

“If I say I won’t eat it, I won’t eat it.”

“Fine, I’ll feed you.”

Having said that, Shen Chi quickly walked over to her and raised his chopsticks; he promptly stuffed the piece of braised pork into her mouth.

Xu Chaomu’s eyes widened as she wanted to speak but couldn’t; she could only stare at him with big watery eyes.

She had no choice but to eat the braised pork.

Sweet and savory, neither too salty nor too bland, it was indeed… quite delicious.

However, Mo Shuifu was still sitting beside them, and Shen Chi didn’t seem to know how to restrain himself at all!

Only when she had swallowed the braised pork did he sit back down satisfactorily, while Xu Chaomu’s little face had already turned bright red.

“Talk less, eat more,” Shen Chi said lightly, as if nothing had happened.

Mo Shuifu chuckled: “Fourth Young Master is right, Chaomu, you really should listen to Fourth Young Master more.”

“Tyrant,” Xu Chaomu complained.

“Eat some more vegetables.”

Shen Chi’s chopsticks picked up more greens and placed them in her bowl without giving her a chance to object.

His tone and actions left no room for negotiation!

Xu Chaomu knew if she dared to resist, he might just “personally” feed her the next second!

Thus, for the first half of the meal, Xu Chaomu talked non-stop; for the latter half, she completely lost the opportunity to speak.

Eat, eat, eat— that was her only option.

Mo Shuifu had a few drinks and her cheeks were slightly flushed.

Fearing she would get drunk, Shen Chi quickly stood up to support her: “Third sister-in-law, let me help you to the sofa to sit for a bit.”

This address of “third sister-in-law” made the slightly drunken Mo Shuifu freeze for a long, long time…

She wasn’t much older than him, but by seniority, she indeed was his third sister-in-law.

This title was like shackles and bonds, constantly reminding her that she should slowly forget about him…

Give her…a bit more time.

Perhaps she really was a bit drunk, because she couldn’t make out anything else he said afterward; the words “third sister-in-law” kept echoing in her ears.

His deep voice lingered for a long time.

Shen Chi helped Mo Shuifu to the sofa and poured her a glass of boiled water.

“Shui Fu, take a seat; I’ll ask the butler Ling to make you some sobering tea,” Xu Chaomu said. “Butler Ling’s sobering tea is especially effective. Whenever someone gets drunk, I make him drink it, and it eases the discomfort right away.”

Shen Chi gave Xu Chaomu a cold look. What did she mean by “someone”?

If not reined in for half a day, she gets ahead of herself.

Shen Chi handed the glass he was holding to Mo Shuifu and prepared to sit next to Xu Chaomu.

Suddenly, the living room door burst open, and a gust of cold wind rushed in!

Following that, a pair of sharp gazes and an aura of coldness.

Mo Shuifu’s hand shook and with a “clang,” the glass dropped from her hand!

She looked up, her eyes showing the panic of a startled deer.

Shen Shihan!

At that moment, Shen Chi was standing by her side. Although there was nothing between them, Mo Shuifu knew that Shen Shihan was very suspicious and wouldn’t allow her even a word with Shen Chi.

Let alone that she had come to the Shen Family today and even had dinner with Shen Chi.

When Shen Chi saw Shen Shihan arrive, his eyes grew sharp, and the smile at the corner of his lips vanished instantly.

The sound of the breaking glass startled Xu Chaomu as well.

A young maid followed behind Shen Shihan, not reading the room’s mood and unaware of what was happening as the whole place quieted down at once.

“Third young master, the third young mistress is here,” the maid said.

“Get lost!” Shen Shihan lowered his voice and barked at her, his eyes filled with anger.

The young maid trembled with fear and quickly stepped back a few paces, still clueless about how she had angered Shen Shihan.

Mo Shuifu quickly stood up, her eyes on Shen Shihan.

He probably saw Shen Chi giving her boiled water and might think again that she was being flirtatious with Shen Chi.

“Shihan…” she softly called his name.

Shen Shihan, with red eyes, strode over, heading straight for Mo Shuifu.

Seeing that the atmosphere was off, Xu Chaomu got in front of Mo Shuifu before Shen Shihan did, blocking him.

“Third brother, you’ve arrived just in time. How about joining us for dinner?”

Shen Shihan clenched his fists, glaring at Xu Chaomu: “I’m here to take Shui Fu home.”