If You Could Hear My Heart-Chapter 909 - Letting Him Kiss Her

Chapter 909: Chapter 909: Letting Him Kiss Her

Chapter 909 -909: Letting Him Kiss Her

Tonight, he saw that Mo Shuifu was very happy, so Xu Chaomu’s mood was also good.

When leaving, Xu Chaomu gave Mo Shuifu some more food, waved her hand, and said, “Come over when you have time.”

“Okay, Chaomu, you don’t need to see us out. You must take good care of yourself, I’m waiting for your baby to be born,” Mo Shuifu said with a smile.

She was also looking forward to Xu Chaomu’s baby; she actually… really liked children.

“Then I won’t see you out, take care on the road,” Xu Chaomu said as she saw them to the door.

As soon as the door opened, the cold wind hit their faces, chilly and brisk.

Xu Chaomu’s hair was blown about as she stood holding the door frame, watching them leave.

Mo Shuifu linked her arm with Shen Shihan’s, and he held a tote bag in his other hand. After getting in the car, Mo Shuifu waved at Xu Chaomu, signaling her to go back quickly because it was cold outside.

The driver drove out of Waterside Pavilion and Xu Chaomu didn’t go back until the car was out of sight.

Waterside Pavilion was very quiet, brightly lit, especially at night. From inside the car looking out, it was resplendent and lavish, exceptionally delicate and beautiful.

“Shihan, thank you for your gift,” Mo Shuifu took another look at the tote bag beside her.

Shen Shihan hooked his lips, stretched his arm around her shoulder, and hugged her close, “What’s there to thank me for?”

Mo Shuifu lay in his embrace, not saying anything, merely feeling the warmth of his chest.

His coat carried a hint of tobacco scent, but it was light, and Mo Shuifu had grown accustomed to it.

“Shihan, what kind of partnership are you discussing in Switzerland? Is it related to Shen Group’s affairs?” Mo Shuifu asked.

She usually wouldn’t ask about such matters, but ever since she stumbled upon some issues last time, her heart had been incessantly drumming with unease and anxiety.

“Just a simple partnership project, nothing much,” Shen Shihan said lightly while holding her in his embrace.

The car was very dark, especially the back seat, and Shen Shihan closed his eyes.

At the tip of his nose, he detected the familiar scent of Mo Shuifu, reminiscent of jasmine’s fragrance. He hadn’t seen her for many days and missed her dearly.

He tightened his arm, pulling her even closer into his embrace.

Mo Shuifu lay against his chest and raised her head to look at him.

The light was too dim for her to clearly see the expression on his face, she could only make out his furrowed brow and the stern, icy look on his face.

A simple partnership project? Mo Shuifu was uncertain.

Was it still arms, or perhaps something else…

Her life was now quite comfortable, shuttling between the music store and home every day, she had grown used to this tranquility and yearned for this kind of peaceful living.

But Shen Shihan wouldn’t listen to her.

Stopping after one year, could he really stop after one year? Human desires are endless…

However, she wouldn’t easily discuss these matters with Shen Shihan. She couldn’t intervene in his affairs, and if she spoke out occasionally, saying too much would also upset him.

With this thought, Mo Shuifu stayed silent, instead, she mentioned some other matters.

“Shihan, are you going on any business trips soon?” Mo Shuifu asked.

“No more trips, I’ll stay at home with you,” Shen Shihan curved his lips.

Mo Shuifu wasn’t quite used to hearing him say such things, her face reddened, she smiled, but didn’t speak.

“I’ll accompany you to the music store tomorrow, and the day after… I’ll take you out hiking,” Shen Shihan said.

“Okay…” Mo Shuifu agreed.

The night shifted swiftly by the side of the car, the darkness outside the window complete, the wind strong, rustling the branches, leaves falling down, brushing the ground with a “shasha” sound.

Everything was very quiet, both inside and outside the car was peace itself.

“Shui Fu, when I’m not around, you should go out more instead of always being cooped up at home alone,” he said.

Shen Shihan grabbed her hand, and he noticed that her hands were somewhat cold, like grasping a piece of ice in his palm.

He couldn’t help but feel heartache, and his grip on her hand grew even tighter.

“I know,” Mo Shuifu nodded.

She lifted her head to look at him with wide eyes. Although the light was dim, she could make out the profound contours of his features.

Leaning up slightly, she pecked at his lips lightly.

At that single touch, Shen Shihan opened his eyes, and in the darkness, their gaze met, igniting countless sparks.

Her kiss, carrying the scent of vanilla, was fresh and natural, making him unable to get enough.

Shen Shihan embraced her, cupped her chin, and turned to kiss her lips.

This time, Mo Shuifu didn’t push him away or reject him, but simply let him kiss her.

She did not know when it had started, but she had begun to stop resisting him.

Before, she used to hate his touch, but now, being united in marriage, it was more about habit and closeness.

When she opened her heart to feeling his kindness, she realized he had always been sincere towards her.

This was the first time Shen Shihan saw her so docile, not even resisting in the car, which surprised him.

He kissed her red lips, drawing in her fragrance and breath.

However, after a few minutes, he released her and smiled, “Shall we continue when we get back?”

Mo Shuifu’s face turned red, thankfully the dim light inside the car hid her expression.

Just as she was about to lower her head, a black car drove past theirs. Mo Shuifu looked up under the streetlight and saw a familiar speeding car.

She pointed outside and said, “Shihan, did you see that car? Isn’t it the Fourth Young Master’s?”

“Hmm?” Shen Shihan rolled down the window and turned his head.

The streetlights outside were bright enough, and Shen Shihan narrowed his eyes to see that indeed, it was Shen Chi’s car.

“It’s his,” Shen Shihan turned back.

“Is he coming to the Waterside Pavilion? It’s so late, past nine…” Mo Shuifu said curiously, “Isn’t the Fourth Young Master in Los Angeles?”

“Who can guess what he’s thinking,” Shen Shihan said indifferently.

“Mhm,” Mo Shuifu didn’t say anything more.

She felt Shen Shihan had also changed a lot. In the past, wherever Shen Chi was mentioned, regardless of right or wrong, his face would darkened. Today, his tone was much gentler.

Both cars were speeding, and it wasn’t long before Shen Chi’s car had driven far away.

When driving, Shen Chi noticed Shen Shihan’s car, he glanced at it through the rearview mirror; there was no mistake, it was Shen Shihan’s car.

Why had he come to the Waterside Pavilion? Wasn’t he supposed to be in Switzerland?

Shen Chi’s eyebrows furrowed as he continued driving towards the Waterside Pavilion.

He arrived at the Waterside Pavilion around nine thirty and parked the car under a large tree outside the Waterside Pavilion.

The wind outside was blowing fiercely, and the leaves kept falling from the tree.

He sat in the car, observing everything within the Waterside Pavilion.

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All the lights at the Waterside Pavilion were still on, everywhere was brightly lit, but not a soul could be seen.

After parking his car, Shen Chi switched off all the lights. From his angle, he could see everything going on inside the Waterside Pavilion.

The largest bedroom had its lights on, and Shen Chi thought it was probably Xu Chaomu inside.