If You Could Hear My Heart

Chapter 440: 440: Alternatively, Perish Together

Chapter 440: Chapter 440: Alternatively, Perish Together
Just at this time, a black Maybach pulled up.

The window of the Maybach slowly descended, revealing Shen Chi’s lips, which faintly hooked at the corners.

He drove his car next to Li Beiting’s, resting an arm on the window.

“Miss Mi has long gone. What’s the matter, can’t bear to see her leave?”

Shen Chi had just passed by this area and had seen everything.

Though he couldn’t hear what they were saying, he saw all their actions clearly.

He had seen Miss Mi Fei’s father talking to Li Beiting, later, she got out of the car to bandage Li Beiting’s arm, and then… Miss Mi Fei even gave Li Beiting a kiss.

Li Beiting reined in his emotions; he was no longer the impulsive Li Beiting from five years ago.

“I was just pondering some issues,” Li Beiting said indifferently.

“Pondering issues? Fine, you keep pondering then; I won’t disturb you,” Shen Chi couldn’t be bothered with him.

Clearly, Li Beiting was heavy with worries, yet he wouldn’t speak of them.

So let him stew in them.

Just as Shen Chi was about to raise the car window, Li Beiting gave him a look.

“Shen Chi, I have a question for you.”

Shen Chi leaned back lazily in his seat, tilting his head to look at Li Beiting, his voice uncaring as he uttered a single word, “Ask.”

“If Chaomu doesn’t come back, whom will you marry?”

After Li Beiting’s question, silence enveloped them.

Shen Chi remained silent for a long time before he finally spoke softly, “I am grateful that she has returned, at this time that isn’t too late.”

Although she had returned pregnant with another’s child, the fact that she had returned was his greatest fortune.

Compared to life and death, this already counted as divine favor.

He still remembered the moment Xiao Mo pointed to a pile of bones and told him that they belonged to Xu Chaomu.

That was the ultimate despair in life.

Therefore, he was grateful that she had come back. Everything else, he didn’t care about.

Li Beiting knew Shen Chi was sly as a fox and would never answer his questions directly.

“Li Beiting, drive your car to Weiyang. I have something to tell you,” Shen Chi said flatly.

After speaking, he closed the car window.

It was unnecessary to have their conversation on the street.

Starting the car, Shen Chi turned the steering wheel first and drove off.

Not long after, he saw Yu Weiwei’s research institute, imposingly built, with eye-catching and lively advertisements.

Li Beiting had been looking for a place to calm his mind. Weiyang seemed perfect.

Both cars, one following the other, drove down the road.

One black, steady and composed; the other red, passionate like fire.

Soon, the two cars entered Weiyang’s premises.

As it happened, Ji Shengxuan wasn’t there today, so Shen Chi took Li Beiting into his VIP room.

Shen Chi nonchalantly opened a bottle of wine and poured a glass for Li Beiting.

The red liquid slowly streamed down the transparent glass walls, shining like glittering rubies under the light.

Li Beiting took the wine and drank quietly, without speaking.

“If you have worries, just talk. Is there still a need for secrets between us?” Shen Chi glanced at Li Beiting.

He held his wine and leaned against the couch, gently swirling the glass, his sharp eyes observing Li Beiting’s facial expressions.

“Shen Chi, what do you think of Mi Fei?”

“Quite good, gentle and thoughtful.”

Shen Chi had met Mi Fei a few times; these were his general impressions of her.

“Then you…”

“Enough,” Shen Chi interrupted, “There are two types of marriages: one where you marry the person you love and grow old together; the other, you marry someone you don’t love and let the relationship develop gradually. Weigh it for yourself.”

Shen Chi clearly understood Li Beiting’s worries.

He had gone through the same experiences, how could he not understand Li Beiting?

“Li Beiting, if you marry Mi Fei, then give up on Yu Weiwei. If you’re unwilling to marry Mi Fei, then muster the courage to win back Yu Weiwei,” said Shen Chi in a resolute tone, his voice low and forceful.

“You’ve seen through it,” Li Beiting sheepishly admitted.

“Don’t forget, we’ve known each other for over twenty years.”

“When I broke up with Weiwei back then, I had my difficulties, of course, I was also provoked by her,” Li Beiting said bitterly.

“Weigh it for yourself,” Shen Chi repeated.

This time, it was Li Beiting’s turn to be silent.

In truth, he understood, but many things were difficult to balance.

The breakup with Yu Weiwei back then had been partly due to pressure from his parents.

Li’s father had made it clear that if Yu Weiwei did not change her major, they would break up. Otherwise, he would make sure the Yu family could not stay in all of C City.

Yu Weiwei’s family was just an ordinary working-class household; Li Beiting had weighed his options for a long time before deciding to have a serious talk with Yu Weiwei.

Yet Yu Weiwei never allowed him the chance to have a proper discussion. Every time he brought up changing majors, Yu Weiwei was adamant.

Unyielding, absolutely refusing to change.

There was no room for negotiation.

She said they would never meet again from then on.

That separation lasted an entire three years.

The room fell into silence, Li Beiting furrowed his brow deeply, while Shen Chi remained composed.

After a long while, Li Beiting finally lifted his head and looked at Shen Chi.

“Didn’t you say earlier that you had something to tell me? What is it?”

“I need your help.”

“Help between brothers doesn’t need pleasantries. Just say it.”

“Xiao Mo found out for me that Shen Shihan has a shipment arriving at C City’s seaport docks soon.”

“It’s not Shen’s shipment?”

“No,” Shen Chi sipped his wine.

“What do you need me to do?”

“If I send people to watch, it will surely arouse his suspicion, so I need you to find someone to keep an eye on it for me. Report back to me immediately if anything happens.”

Li Beiting understood all too well that the unfinished business between Shen Chi and Shen Shihan was yet to be settled.

If not for Shen Shihan, Shen Chi wouldn’t have separated from Xu Chaomu for an entire five years.

Moreover, five years ago, Xu Chaomu narrowly escaped death, almost parting with Shen Chi forever.

“Alright, I understand,” Li Beiting nodded.

“Shen Shihan’s dealings are illegal; one day, I will find all his dens,” Shen Chi declared.

“And then, round them all up in one swoop?”

Shen Chi said no more; if such a day truly came, would it be a matter of life and death, or perhaps… mutual destruction?

These were things one couldn’t predict.

“For now, let’s start with this shipment,” Shen Chi’s eyes deepened, his voice low and powerful.

“Whatever you need, just let me know.”

“Hmm.”

The two of them discussed the upcoming operation and specific strategies in a low voice, with Shen Chi sketching out the specific position and general shape of the dock on a piece of paper.

Pointing out the directions—north, south, east, and west—Shen Chi clearly marked for Li Beiting where to enter and where to exit.

This was the largest dock in C City, teeming with mixed characters.

If they could catch a few of Shen Shihan’s men this time, they might be able to trace back and find all his dens.

By then, he would go with the police to catch the culprits.

But, Shen Shihan was a man of meticulous thoughts, definitely cautious in his actions.

Hence, Shen Chi must also act carefully.

After a lengthy discussion, Li Beiting memorized the routes and strategies in his head.