If You Could Hear My Heart

A crisp “snap” echoed as the strap struck the woman’s skin!

The rest of the people in the interview room covered their mouths, stifling their giggles, but they dared not laugh out loud.

“You think wearing spaghetti straps is showing respect for the workplace? Why don’t you just shoot for the stars?” Xu Chaomu said, and flicked her strap again.

Given the recent popularity of “Why don’t you just shoot for the stars,” and how fitting it was in this situation, someone finally couldn’t hold back and let out a snort of laughter.

The woman was seething with humiliation. Damn it, Xu Chaomu actually dared to lay his hands on her.

“Who gave you the audacity? I’m telling you, I’m calling my dad now. He knows the executives at Shen’s, and I’ll have them kick you out right this instant!” The woman was incredibly arrogant.

But her anger outweighed everything else, her face turning red and then white with rage.

Yet Xu Chaomu wouldn’t let go—she found the woman’s straps to be quite elastic; flicking them made a “snap, snap” sound.

Unable to resist, she flicked them a few more times, causing the woman great pain.

She took out her phone and pushed Xu Chaomu away: “You just wait. I’ll have them throw you out right now!”

“I’m waiting. Why would I run?” Xu Chaomu was surprisingly calm, “If Shen Group’s executives are that unreasonable, I think Shen Group might as well quit doing business altogether. If Shen Group’s CEO can’t distinguish good from bad, he might as well go home and sell sweet potatoes.”

Xu Chaomu began to gather her resume, neatly placing them into a folder.

Xu Chaomu remained calm, as did the young man who had been chatting with her.

“Ignore her,” the young man said.

“I’m scared though,” Xu Chaomu pretended to say.

“No worries, Shen Group is a big company, they won’t be unreasonable.”

“I’ve heard that Shen Group’s CEO can’t distinguish right from wrong, confuses black and white, abuses his power… and, and, and, and…”

Xu Chaomu suddenly became stuttering, her eyes widening. Because, at the entrance of the waiting room, suddenly, a man appeared.

A man with no expression, cold as ice, especially when he entered from the doorway, his powerful presence enough to silence everyone.

So, Xu Chaomu became stuttering in a second.

Shen Chi, dressed in a crisp ink-colored shirt, stood by the doorway, his piercing gaze sweeping over everyone, wordless yet intimidating.

A few executives, including Xiao Mo, followed him.

Sure enough, when Shen Chi stood at the door like a stoic god, no one dared to speak.

The room fell silent!

Xu Chaomu’s stammering instantly turned her mute, her face a kaleidoscope of expressions.

She had just claimed that he didn’t know right from wrong, was topsy-turvy, and abused his power…

Her large eyes rapidly scanning around, indeed, after Shen Chi swept his gaze over the crowd, it settled on her.

Xu Chaomu really wanted to cover her face and sneak away…

Run… Run… Run…

Xiao Mo held back his laughter—the world might only have Xu Chaomu who dared to scold Shen Chi.

The brazen woman, seemingly seeing her savior, joyously ran behind Shen Chi toward a middle-aged man.

“Uncle Qin, you’re just in time. I’ve been bullied. You have to stand up for me. That woman cursed at me!”

Her fair little hand pointed directly and firmly at Xu Chaomu.

“Nannan, how did you get here?” the middle-aged man mopped his brow, the CEO hadn’t even spoken yet.

“Uncle Qin, Nannan is here for an interview. Nannan wants to join Shen’s design department!”

The woman pouted and acted coquettishly with the middle-aged man.

Everyone present felt goosebumps, and Xu Chaomu was even more creeped out.

But Shen Chi was a man with steely composure. His profound gaze was fixed entirely on Xu Chaomu.

Inability to discern right from wrong, topsy-turvy, abuse of power… Very well.

“Nannan, stop it, Shen Group isn’t a place you can just waltz into,” the middle-aged man mopped his brow again.

“Uncle Qin, let’s not talk about that now. This woman cursed at me, won’t you help me?” the woman pointed at Xu Chaomu again.

“There’s no need to make a fuss. We’re just ships passing in the night. Take a step back and the sea will be wide and the sky boundless. Nannan, go home, don’t worry your father.”

“No, I’m not going home. I want to join the design department. I’ve heard Shen Group’s CEO is very handsome,” the woman giggled shyly.

The middle-aged man’s face contorted with embarrassment, and the executives all facepalmed—Shen Group’s CEO was right there at the door.

Sure enough, at that moment, Shen Chi’s face turned an iron shade of blue.

The woman clearly didn’t recognize Shen Chi. She clung to the middle-aged man’s arm, cooing, “Uncle Qin, let me in, please let me in. Go say hi to the interviewers, waive the interview for me.”

“Let’s… not talk about that now,” the man really wanted to cover his face.

“Not talk about it? Fine, then Uncle Qin, have that woman thrown out! Let security boot her out! Help me out, it’s just a tiny little favor. If you don’t help, I’ll never call you ‘uncle’ again!”

At that moment, Xu Chaomu stepped forward and positioned herself in front of Shen Chi.

Wearing flax, she stood much shorter than Shen Chi. She looked up and flashed him a smile.

Her smile was gentle, pretty, and saccharine, reminiscent of a swaying, resplendent red rose caressed by a summer breeze.

Shen Chi almost had a moment of weakness, unable to resist her charm.

She truly was his poison.

“Handsome,” Xu Chaomu’s eyes turned into crescents as she called out to him. That voice, like that of a songbird, melted Shen Chi’s heart.

Although, it would’ve been better if she had called him “hubby.”

But he needed to maintain his composure. He still wore an expressionless, iceberg face.

That cry of “Handsome” made the Shen Group executives widen their eyes. Was this blatant flirtation?

“Handsome, do you think I would curse at someone?” Xu Chaomu batted her innocent eyes at Shen Chi.

Those large eyes seemed to speak volumes, fluttering with each blink, making Shen Chi want to pull her into his arms and tame her properly.

Before Shen Chi could speak up, the woman started clamoring, “Look, just look, I told you this woman is shameless. She just flirted with one man, and now she’s flirting with another. I really can’t compare with such tactics.”

“This kind of woman cannot be hired by the company; she’ll turn the design department upside down. At this rate, I guess it’ll take her three days to climb into the design manager’s bed,” the woman sneered, arms crossed.

Xu Chaomu was just staring at Shen Chi, curious to see if someone would insult his wife and whether he could remain as immovable as a mountain.

“Enough, don’t be disrespectful. Keep it down,” the middle-aged man glared at the woman.

“Handsome, you haven’t answered me yet. Do you think I would curse at someone?” Xu Chaomu put on a face of pure, natural innocence.