If You Could Hear My Heart-Chapter 762 - : Alone at Night, A Man and A Woman

Chapter 762: Chapter 762: Alone at Night, A Man and A Woman

“I’m almost home,” Shen Chi said.

“Oh, I’ve been waiting for you to come back,” Xu Chaomu said.

With one hand holding the cell phone and the other supporting her cheek, she gazed at the scenery outside the balcony.

The weather today was nice; aside from a bit of heat at noon, the sky was azure, and the vegetation fragrant. Large, fluffy clouds floated across the sky, morphing into countless shapes.

The midday sun sprinkled its light on the green grass and the ivy, imbuing everything with the fine essence of late summer.

“You’re being so good?” Shen Chi was somewhat taken aback.

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“Not really. Today I told the servants not to cook, planning to wait for you to cook when you return,” Xu Chaomu said with a wink, “If you don’t come back, I won’t have anything to eat.”

“Then go hungry, I’m not coming back,” Shen Chi’s mouth twitched, realizing she was waiting for him to cook.

“If you have the heart to, then don’t come back. I’m telling you, I’m hungry, so hungry… This little one in my stomach has been protesting, kicking me non-stop… I’m so hungry…”

“You deserve it!” Shen Chi shouted at her.

If he didn’t return today, would she really not eat anything?

Upon hearing Shen Chi’s anger, Xu Chaomu secretly smiled; in fact, she wasn’t hungry at all, she had just eaten a lot of things.

But what she told the servants about not cooking was true.

“So are you coming back or not?” Xu Chaomu said pitifully.

“Wait for me,” Shen Chi said helplessly.

“Okay,” Xu Chaomu was now cheerful.

After hanging up the phone, Xu Chaomu squinted her eyes towards the balcony outside, where the scenery was beautiful and the years were peaceful.

With him by her side, she truly wasn’t afraid of anything; he was her greatest courage.

With him there, the future was promising, time was worth waiting for, as if the path ahead was lined with flowers.

She rested her cheek on her hand and quietly watched the outside world, the gentle breeze blowing through the window, lifting her long hair and bringing with it waves of warmth.

Today, Xu Chaomu was wearing a simple white shirt; her black hair draped over her shoulders, making her look like a schoolgirl, pure and lovely.

Resting her cheek in her palm, she watched the scenery for a while, silently waiting for Shen Chi to come back.

After waiting for quite a while and still he hadn’t arrived, she lowered her head and flipped through the newspaper.

However, had she not flipped through it, it would have been better; once she did, she saw some rather unflattering news reports.

An international entertainment weekly had a paparazzi shot of Shen Chi and Bai Man.

Bai Man, in a jewel-blue off-shoulder gown stood beside Shen Chi, chatting merrily with a generous and elegant smile.

She was clinging to Shen Chi’s arm, with a glass of red wine in her other hand.

Shen Chi was as usual, unsmiling, expressionless, cool, and indifferent.

Xu Chaomu was startled and stared at the report without blinking.

Had they really gotten together?

Shen Chi had told her that he was accompanied by his female secretary at the banquet, so why was Bai Man the one clinging to his arm now?

Her heart thumped violently, and she recalled that morning.

When the child in her womb was unbearably painful, she wanted to call Shen Chi, but it was Bai Man who answered.

Moreover, Bai Man said that Shen Chi was taking a shower.

At that time, it was morning in China but night in Washington.

At night, alone with a man, taking a shower…

She wasn’t a fool, and even if she wasn’t sensitive, she could guess a thing or two.

It was said that Shen Chi’s most beloved had always been Bai Man; if it was true love, then such emotions couldn’t be cut off…

And his liking for her was purely because of her persistent entanglement at the beginning.

They say a man’s love for his first love is the purest, and the women who come after always contain some impurities.

Her hand holding the newspaper trembled slightly, so she simply put the paper down, pressing her hand on top of it.

Her eyes never left the photo; he looked handsome every time he appeared in the newspaper, capturing her gaze.

Five years had passed, and Bai Man was still so beautiful, unchanged.

Bai Man used to stand beside him and they matched well; now, it was still the case.

She sat on the rattan chair, silently gazing at them.

It was noon by the time Shen Chi came back. Worried that Xu Chaomu might be hungry, he had driven quickly all the way.

This fool, insisting on waiting for him to cook?

He parked the car in the garage and handed his sunglasses and coat to the servant.

“Where is Mrs. Chi?” he inquired.

“Mr. Chi, she’s on the balcony,” replied the servant.

“Hmm.”

Shen Chi quickened his pace toward the balcony, approaching quietly so as not to startle her. The gauzy curtains on the balcony fluttered in the wind, exceptionally beautiful, and it was very quiet there.

Probably because Xu Chaomu was so engrossed, it wasn’t until Shen Chi stood beside her that she looked up.

Startled, she quickly closed the newspaper, hurriedly trying to stuff it into a pile of miscellaneous items.

Shen Chi had actually been standing beside her for a while now, and he had seen everything.

He held her hand, preventing her from moving, and pulled the newspaper from her grip.

These reporters really had a way of being everywhere; surely, just two sentences exchanged with Bai Man at the exhibition had been captured by paparazzi.

Not only was it captured, but Xu Chaomu also saw it.

After pulling out the newspaper, he tore it in half with a “rip”.

Crumpling it into a ball, he tossed it lightly, and the paper traced a graceful arc into the trash can.

Xu Chaomu didn’t speak, only looked up at him.

She was sitting, and he was standing.

He saw a hint of desolation and disappointment in her eyes—the girl could never hide her emotions.

“Not happy?” Shen Chi asked indifferently.

Xu Chaomu shook her head lightly and replied casually, “No, not at all.”

“Your brows are furrowed, yet you say no,” Shen Chi reached out, tenderly stroking her face.

Xu Chaomu lowered her head, “Let’s go eat.”

She pushed his hand away and stood up.

Because of her big belly, her movements were somewhat slow, and Shen Chi took the opportunity to wrap his arms around her.

He embraced her, pulling her into his arms.

“It was by chance that I encountered her at the exhibition, and nothing happened,” Shen Chi explained to her.

“Oh,” Xu Chaomu was devoid of emotion.

If it hadn’t been for that phone call, she would have believed him, but when she called him, it was Bai Man who answered.

If it was just a chance encounter, why would his mobile phone be with Bai Man…

“You don’t believe me?” Shen Chi frowned; her tone clearly showed distrust.

Xu Chaomu attempted to push him away, “No, I believe you.”

His hand still encircled her waist, unwilling to let go, while Xu Chaomu tried to break free with strength.

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As she struggled, Shen Chi wrapped his hands even tighter, not letting her wriggle free.

“There really isn’t anything between her and me,” Shen Chi spoke with a detached tone, his brows slightly furrowed, “It was just a chance meeting at the banquet.”

Xu Chaomu knew that whether it was true or false, if they continued this discussion, he would likely get angry.

She smiled, “I believe you, it was a chance encounter. If you dare to betray me, I won’t let you off.”

Her smile didn’t look so good; she knew that if he really wanted to betray her, she had no way to stop him.