If You Could Hear My Heart

Chapter 409: 409: The Model Without Clothes

Chapter 409: Chapter 409: The Model Without Clothes
“Really? Oh, haha, I’m on a diet,” Xu Chaomu said with a grin. She didn’t want to worry Yu Weiwei.

“If you lose any more weight, there will be nothing left but bones. I would be heartbroken.”

“Cut it out!”

“For real, for real, Mumu, you have no idea how much I’ve missed you these past five years.”

Yu Weiwei hugged Xu Chaomu tightly, wishing she could cling to her forever. She was so happy today.

“Weiwei, you’re hugging me so tight. Have you fallen in love with me? Have you started to dislike men?” Xu Chaomu joked.

“Yeah, yeah, the person I love most is you! Didn’t you know?” Yu Weiwei laughed loudly.

“Then I must be very fortunate. Miss Yu, you have to keep me, you have to give me a credit card, you have to buy me a luxury car, you have to buy me designer bags…”

“Get lost, go ask your sweetheart for that.”

“Weiwei, you don’t love me that much. Your baby is unhappy now, your baby is having a mood!” Xu Chaomu pretended to wipe away tears.

“There, there, Chaomu, don’t be upset. What luxury car do you want? What designer bags?”

“I saw a white Bentley the other day that was quite nice. Buy it for me!”

“What do I get if I buy it for you?”

“Hmm…” Xu Chaomu pondered for a few seconds, “I’ll bear you monkeys!”

“…” Yu Weiwei’s lips twitched, but then she smiled brightly, “Alright then, I’ll call your darling sweetheart right now and tell him exactly what you said.”

“No way! Yu Weiwei, you cheater! You can’t call him!”

Yu Weiwei pretended to take out her phone, flipping through her contacts list.

Xu Chaomu hurried to snatch the phone away from her, and just as she was about to get it, Yu Weiwei burst into laughter and put away the phone: “I don’t have your darling’s number.”

“What sweetheart, he’s more like a beast,” Xu Chaomu grumbled.

“The moment you got back, you must have seen him first, your darling sweetheart.”

Xu Chaomu’s mouth twitched resentfully; damn it, that man had already laid a trap in C City, just waiting for her to fall into it.

As soon as she was back, she was immediately caught by him!

Yu Weiwei had come to know pretty much everything about the incident from five years ago. It was while she was dating Li Beiting that he told her.

Back then, even Li Beiting thought Xu Chaomu was no longer of this world. After all, if Shen Chi, with all his resources, couldn’t find her, it meant she was practically untraceable.

But Yu Weiwei never believed that. She always felt that Xu Chaomu would come back to her one day.

Now, she really had returned, and seemed to be without any psychological shadows, quite sunny actually.

Yu Weiwei was truly overjoyed.

She was really afraid Xu Chaomu had changed, because, after all, such an ordeal would be a heavy blow to anyone.

Who could imagine that the brother who had loved her for eight years was the son of his mother’s killer?

Under the same roof, living together day and night for eight years.

No one could accept such a truth, could they?

Yu Weiwei knew that Xu Chaomu loved Shen Chi deeply and indelibly.

The year Xu Chaomu found out Shen Chi was getting engaged, she got drunk at a bar and her words were all blessings.

If you love someone to the depths, even letting go is done willing heart.

Also, she knew that five years ago, Xu Chaomu took a bullet for Shen Chi and nearly died.

Xu Chaomu’s love for Shen Chi was heavier than life itself. She would rather die herself than let him live well.

“Weiwei, let’s not talk about men. Tell me about your path to wealth and prosperity, I’m still counting on following in your footsteps,” Xu Chaomu said, linking arms with her.

The two walked along the corridor from the elevator to a large office, where Yu Weiwei stopped, opened the office door.

“What path to wealth and prosperity? I still owe the bank a lot of loans,” she said.

“That’s quite normal, after all your research institute has just been established.”

“Miss Chaomu, I’m counting on clinging to your powerful coattails. Your dear brother is so wealthy, just blow a little pillow talk his way and get him to lend me some, will you?”

“Damn it, we agreed not to talk about men!” Xu Chaomu hands on hips, glared.

“Haven’t you always been telling me your dear brother isn’t up to scratch? Then he can’t be counted as a man.” Yu Weiwei teased with a wiggle of her eyebrows, “But I see he’s twenty-eight already, still not married, I’m afraid there might be a real issue there.”

“Some day I’ll have him come take a look at your institute, maybe get a discount, huh?”

“Sure thing, no problem.”

Xu Chaomu murmured to herself, if Shen Chi really had an issue, could she possibly have this bun in her oven?

“Here, Chaomu, take a seat, I’ll make you a cup of tea.”

Yu Weiwei pulled Xu Chaomu to the office sofa, then turned to make tea for her.

Xu Chaomu looked around, the office was really spacious, and the decor matched Weiwei’s style. It was minimal where it needed to be, flashy where it could afford to be, quite nice indeed.

There were quite a few magazines on the coffee table. Xu Chaomu casually picked one up and immediately her blood surged, almost causing a nosebleed.

All male models! And almost all of them were scarcely clad!

Xu Chaomu swallowed hard and flipped through the pages.

Indeed, she knew Weiwei had the good stuff. From now on, she’d have to come by more often.

Xu Chaomu’s eyes widened as she gazed, her eyes blossoming like peach flowers, unable to look away, reluctant to put the magazine down.

These male models, with sturdy chests and excellent figures, plus handsome faces and long legs…

Xu Chaomu instantly got sucked in, completely absorbed.

“Look at you, all drool, you’re about to drool all over!” Yu Weiwei tapped her on the head and handed her a cup of tea.

“Weiwei, you always keep it classy, with so many goodies like these, I’m taking a few.”

“Take them, go ahead, I’ve got plenty.”

“Weiwei…” Xu Chaomu lifted her eyes, filled with mirth, “Do you have any… fully ‘nude’ ones?”

Yu Weiwei’s voice dropped to a whisper, as she giggled, “I do, actually.”

“Share the good stuff quickly!” Xu Chaomu almost drooled.

Back in school, Yu Weiwei could almost always come up with good-looking magazines every day. Following Weiwei around, Xu Chaomu really reaped the benefits.

In the following five years, when she went to Paris, she devoted herself to her major and extracurricular activities, almost forgetting to cultivate this “hobby.”

“Wait here.”

After saying this, Weiwei started rummaging through a cabinet, one book, two books, three books, and in no time, she brought over a whole stack!

“Treasures from the bottom of the chest, wouldn’t show them to anyone but you,” Yu Weiwei declared.

“Of course, you can only show them to me, I’m your dearest darling!”

“Get out of here, I’m not interested in women.”

Xu Chaomu flipped open a magazine, huh, something was off about the style.

She turned several pages, huh, the style was still off.

They were definitely nude, but who told her there would be animals on these pages! Naked bunnies, naked tigers, naked turtles…

Damn it!

Looking up, Yu Weiwei was covering her mouth, snickering.

“I want to see men! Men!” Xu Chaomu threw the animal illustrated magazine back at Yu Weiwei.

“There are men… but I dare not show you,” Yu Weiwei said, feigning distress.

“Aren’t we besties? Shouldn’t we be ready to take a knife for each other? Shouldn’t we share weal and woe? Shouldn’t we work together? We…”

“Stop, stop, stop!”