If You Could Hear My Heart

Chapter 189: Making Her Uncomfortable (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Chapter 189: Chapter 189: Making Her Uncomfortable (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

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That day, it was pouring rain, and the two of them had just had an argument.

Outside the window, there was a young couple with a little girl, the family of three supporting each other as they crossed the street.

It was ordinary yet warm, and Xu Chaomu watched them for a long time, captivated.

Now, she had run back to her hometown, he should have guessed it.

What she wanted had always been simple.

“Mr. Shen, do you want me to arrange something?” Xiao Mo was waiting for Shen Chi’s direction.

Unfortunately, Shen Chi was clenching his fist and leaning against his forehead, remaining silent.

His brows were deeply furrowed, it was clear he’d had too much to drink.

With a glance, Xiao Mo saw the photo of Xu Chaomu on Shen Chi’s desk.

Just how important was this girl to Mr. Shen?

Just as Xiao Mo was about to speak again, suddenly, someone barged into Shen Chi’s office!

“Shen Chi, where have you hidden Mumu?”

The visitor was Yu Weiwei.

She hadn’t seen Xu Chaomu at school all day today, and at first she snickered, but then she couldn’t laugh anymore.

She pressed Li Beiting for answers, and it was only then that Li Beiting said Xu Chaomu was missing.

She insisted on coming to Shen Chi’s office, and Li Beiting, unable to persuade her otherwise, had to bring her over.

Xiao Mo quickly intercepted Yu Weiwei, “I’m sorry, Miss, please step outside.”

Yu Weiwei was not to be trifled with, and she stepped on Xiao Mo’s foot, “I’m talking to Shen Chi, what are you blocking me for?”

Xiao Mo, worthy of being Shen Group’s chief secretary, winced in pain but still maintained good manners.

Yu Weiwei walked around Xiao Mo and approached Shen Chi.

As she was about to speak with a fierce momentum, a cold glare from Shen Chi made her body tremble.

And she forgot her prepared lines…

“You, where have you hidden Mumu?” Yu Weiwei’s bluster was halved.

Shen Chi’s eyes were bloodshot, and his body exuded a frigid chill as he glared at Yu Weiwei.

This man’s aura was too overpowering, Yu Weiwei was scared enough to step back.

“Miss, please leave,” Xiao Mo approached again.

“I’m not leaving, I’m asking him; yesterday Mumu left with him, and now he’s lost her, how is this supposed to be okay? Does he care about Mumu at all? Shen Chi, say something, did you scold Mumu again?”

Yu Weiwei had finally regained her power of speech and started to lash out at Shen Chi angrily.

“Miss, don’t talk nonsense,” Xiao Mo said evenly.

“How am I talking nonsense? Shen Chi, hand over Mumu! Is this how you treat people? If you don’t like Mumu, then you shouldn’t have pursued her!”

Yu Weiwei felt uncomfortable all over when she remembered what Xu Chaomu had drunkenly said the night before, and she wanted to cry.

Shen Chi was really a jerk.

Mumu was absolutely right about him.

In desperation, Yu Weiwei reached out to pull on Shen Chi’s clothes, “Hand over Mumu, you were the one who took her away, now give her back!”

Apparently irritated, Shen Chi waved his hand to shake off Yu Weiwei, his expression very ugly.

Yu Weiwei didn’t stand firmly, stumbled, and fell backwards.

Fortunately, Xiao Mo was quick to help and caught her.

“You really are a jerk, how could Mumu ever like a person like you, you’re not worthy of her, I feel so sorry for Mumu! Shen Chi, you’re just a jerk!”

Yu Weiwei was cursing on behalf of Xu Chaomu.

Xiao Mo’s expression changed immediately, as no one had dared to curse Mr. Shen to his face like this.

He hastily covered Yu Weiwei’s mouth, but she, being hot-tempered, bit his hand fiercely.

Yu Weiwei suddenly spotted a photo of Xu Chaomu on the desk. With quick eyes and nimble hands, she snatched it away.

“Why are you still keeping Mumu’s photo? You’re not nice to her at all. Do you even know how much she cried yesterday? How would you know, when all you ever do is coo and cuddle with your white lotus? If you don’t like Mumu, just make it clear to her. Stop bothering her; she won’t cling to you!”

“You think just because you’re rich, you’re amazing? Do you think all the women in the world should revolve around you? Bastard!”

Yu Weiwei rattled on relentlessly.

Shen Chi became angry, he stood up, his black suit wrapping around his tall figure, emitting waves of coldness that seemed to freeze the surrounding air.

Cold, so very cold.

“Give me the photo,” he demanded in a low voice.

Fearlessly, Yu Weiwei shook her head, “I won’t give it to you! Tell me, where is Mumu?!”

“I said, give me the photo!” Shen Chi slammed his hand on the table, raising his voice and yelling once more.

A man drunk on anger is not clear-headed, and most dangerous.

Xiao Mo quickly tried to persuade Yu Weiwei, “Miss, there are many things you don’t understand. Hand over the photo, and let’s talk it out.”

“I won’t give it to him. Shen Chi, if you’re capable, hand Mumu over! What on earth did you do to her? You beast in human clothing!” Yu Weiwei was not afraid of him.

“I’ll say it one more time, give me the photo!”

Shen Chi’s eyes were bloodshot, terrifying to behold. His large palm, crashing down on the table, slowly clenched into a fist.

Rage and annoyance climbed on his face, dark clouds gathering, brewing a violent tempest!

The office was suddenly a battlefield with drawn swords and taut bows!

The atmosphere was eerily quiet to an extreme!

Yu Weiwei shook her head, “I won’t give it to you, this photo belongs to Mumu. I want to return it to her.”

Shen Chi’s towering figure pressed forward, taking rapid strides towards Yu Weiwei.

He gripped Yu Weiwei’s wrist tightly, his force great and anger immense.

“Let me go, let go, it hurts…”

He disregarded everything and snatched the photo from Yu Weiwei’s hand before flinging her hand aside!

Xiao Mo grimaced, she had warned her not to provoke President Shen, and now she had asked for trouble.

“Xiao Mo, see her out!” Shen Chi commanded coldly.

“Yes.”

Xiao Mo knew that President Shen was being lenient. Had it been anyone else, it would surely have been “get her out of here.”

“Miss, please come with me now,” Xiao Mo gently persuaded Yu Weiwei.

Yu Weiwei was stubborn too, and besides, she was so close to Xu Chaomu. How could she just let Chaomu disappear into thin air?

“I won’t go. Shen Chi, you owe me an explanation. Where have you hidden Mumu? What did you say to her yesterday? Did you make her upset again?”

Make her upset…

Heh.

At the corner of Shen Chi’s mouth appeared a cold and bloodthirsty sneer, thinking who the hell was making whom upset!

“Aren’t you going to say something? Why aren’t you speaking? Do you feel guilty? Did you do something to betray her? What have you done to her?”

Yu Weiwei spilled out all her accusations.

Seeing Shen Chi’s change in expression, Xiao Mo quickly dragged Yu Weiwei away.

Yu Weiwei kicked and punched, “Stop blocking me! Don’t pull on me! I want to talk to him! Shen Chi is just a sanctimonious hypocrite! Mumu was unlucky to have taken a fancy to him; she’s really had bad luck for three lifetimes!”

Yu Weiwei’s voice grew fainter and fainter, and soon Xiao Mo had her inside the elevator, sending her down.

Shen Chi’s fingers held the photo, his thin lips tightly pressed, silent.

He sat rigidly on the chair, his eyes filled with an unfathomable depth.