If You Could Hear My Heart

There was not a hint of wind around, the leaves were motionless, hanging their heads and drooping on the branches.

“Where are you going?”

Shen Chi caught up to her and grabbed Xu Chaomu’s hand.

“Just out for a walk,” Xu Chaomu replied irritably.

They say women are the jealous ones, but clearly, men are just as prone to jealousy, and once they start, they can be even more frightening.

Like Shen Chi, for instance. Once he starts getting jealous, his intelligence plummets into the negatives, completely beyond reason.

“Get in my car.” Shen Chi dragged her towards his own Maybach.

He opened the car door, and without caring whether Xu Chaomu agreed, he quite domineeringly stuffed her into the passenger seat.

The car’s interior was nice and cool, the air conditioner still running, very comfortable.

“Can you stop minding my business?” Xu Chaomu said angrily.

“No.” The man shamelessly declined.

“Weiwei is hurt, I want to see her, and besides, I don’t even know what happened yet!”

“Do you want to see Yu Weiwei or your fiancé?”

Shen Chi’s face remained emotionless and devilishly charming as he placed his hands at her sides, trapping her in the passenger seat.

He advanced step by step, leaving Xu Chaomu nowhere to retreat, and pressed her onto the passenger seat.

There were only a few centimeters between them!

Avoiding his gaze, Xu Chaomu felt overwhelmed; in terms of presence, ten of her couldn’t compare to one Shen Chi.

“If I wanted to see Chenglang and spend time alone with him, I wouldn’t have asked you to come,” she said.

The man’s intelligence was at a deficit and devoid of any logic.

“Having me come along so I could watch you two show affection is satisfying for you, isn’t it?” he asked.

“Shen Chi, you’re being unreasonable! You’re petty!” Xu Chaomu retorted angrily.

Hadn’t he shown off his affection with Bai Man right in front of her in the past?

“Of course, I’m unreasonable. How could I be as empathetic and magnanimous as your fiancé?” Shen Chi said, looking straight into her eyes and letting out a cold snort.

“Shen Chi, get off me!” Xu Chaomu struggled and pushed against his chest with her small hands.

But Shen Chi stood firm like a mountain, completely immovable.

He leaned in even closer; their faces were nearly touching, and he could even see her long eyelashes trembling in anger.

Xu Chaomu was somewhat scared by his piercing gaze, but what was there for her to be afraid of—she hadn’t done anything wrong!

Yet, looking at Shen Chi, her heart rate increased. She decided to close her eyes, not daring to look directly at him.

“Have you had any secret contact with Nie Chenglang, huh?” Shen Chi demanded.

If there was no contact, why would Nie Chenglang have come today? Surely Xu Chaomu must have called Nie Chenglang first, and then, fearing he would be at a disadvantage, she called him.

At the thought, the blood in his body boiled, and he became even more irritable.

“No matter what happened before, Chenglang and I are still friends. What right do you have to forbid me from contacting him?”

Xu Chaomu’s eyes were still tightly shut; she admitted, she was cowed.

“Have the guts to open your eyes and say that again!” Shen Chi snapped.

Yes, he was precisely forbidding her from having any further contact with Nie Chenglang! Not a single word or even a glance was permissible!

Xu Chaomu’s eyelashes kept trembling; she… didn’t dare.

“Shen, Shen Chi, don’t be unreasonable,” Xu Chaomu stuttered.

“Xu Chaomu, remember this, you are my woman, the lady of the CEO of Shen Group, Shen Chi, and the fourth young madam of the Shen Family!” Shen Chi’s voice rose, resounding with conviction!

Xu Chaomu’s heart hammered, thump-thump, nonstop. This was the first time this man had so dominantly declared his ownership over her.

Before, it was all just actions, but now it was actions plus a statement.

But ever since her return to the country, she hardly had much contact with Nie Chenglang, let alone an intimate relationship.

She didn’t understand where Shen Chi’s strong reaction came from. Really.

No matter what, she was not a heartless person; how could she simply ignore a friend who had taken care of her for five years abroad?

“I’m not your woman,” Xu Chaomu muttered.

To be his woman would mean not even having the right to rebuke, let alone resist.

“Say that again.” Shen Chi’s gaze suddenly became fierce as he pressed her for a response.

Xu Chaomu remained still, not daring to open her eyes.

“I…” Xu Chaomu faltered, afraid to repeat herself…

Shen Chi, on the other hand, clenched his fists tighter. His gaze was as cold as ice, chilling and piercing as if it could bore through someone!

Yes, she was never really his woman.

His gaze fell on her belly. In the summer clothing, which was thin, he could see that the raised area on her stomach was becoming more apparent.

Shen Chi stopped talking, the fire burning within his belly growing fiercer.

After a long silence, his emotions slowly subsided…

Xu Chaomu, not daring to open her eyes, caught a momentary silence; it was as if all sounds had suddenly ceased!

She wanted to open her eyes but didn’t dare.

Straining her ears, she could only hear the noisy voices outside the car and, of course, Shen Chi’s rapid breathing.

His hands were balled into fists as he looked at her, and then suddenly, he punched the seat behind her!

Immediately after, he left with a cold breeze, slamming the passenger door shut with a “bang!”

Xu Chaomu was startled and quickly opened her eyes, leaning toward the passenger window.

“Shen Chi!” Xu Chaomu called out to him in a panic.

Shen Chi kept walking on without pausing for a second.

His back was ramrod straight, the lines tense and frosty.

“Where are you going?!” Xu Chaomu, desperate, pounded on the car door, but Shen Chi had locked the car; she couldn’t get out at all!

She couldn’t understand what had upset him this time. Jealousy had limits, too.

And now he had locked her in the car, treating her like a cat?

Shen Chi walked towards Weiwei’s research institute, leaving Xu Chaomu watching his departure but powerless to do anything.

She called out several times, but he never looked back. Sitting defeated in the passenger side, she felt very deflated.

The car was filled with a faint scent of lavender, a fragrance she loved. She pouted; Shen Chi was indeed small-minded, smaller even than the tip of a needle.

At the research institute, Shen Chi went straight upstairs after entering.

Inside was a mess, looking nothing like it once did. Scientific instruments, wall paintings, tea sets… everywhere were fragments.

Most of the onlookers at the entrance had dispersed, leaving only a few security guards complaining while they worked.

Shen Chi ascended to the second floor, which was just as chaotic, with no one in sight. There was even blood on the floor.

He carefully examined the scene, finding nothing particularly suspicious.

His keen gaze swept around the area, and suddenly, he spotted a surveillance camera outside the director’s office of Weiwei.

A sneer curled on the corner of his lips; he took out his phone and dialed Li Beiting’s number.

Once again, it rang several times before Li Beiting slowly picked up.