If You Could Hear My Heart

“I won’t let you go!” Even at this point, Shen Shihan still refused to relent.

His eyes cold, his facial contours deep and frosty, the dimness of the room only added to his iciness.

He would not let her go; he could not risk her taking any chances out there.

Moreover, he feared that, just as he had seized Shen Chi’s weakness, someone would grasp his fatal flaw.

Mo Shuifu was the knot in his life.

“Fine…” A forlorn smile spilled from Mo Shuifu’s lips.

She exerted force, preparing to drive the shard of porcelain down.

But Shen Shihan was quick to react; his large hand seized her wrist and, with the speed of lightning, flung the shard from her grasp!

The shard struck the back of his hand, leaving an immediate bloody mark.

He pressed her down by the shoulders, pinning her against the wall.

“Give me at most five days, and I will release you. But if you dare seek death, I will make Chaomu join you!” Shen Shihan gritted his teeth.

He could only threaten her like this; he admitted that he was despicable.

He feared her death; he would rather never see her again in his life than have her die.

He wanted her to live well.

This tactic did indeed work, as Mo Shuifu’s eyes reddened instantly, and she ceased struggling, only staring at him with wide eyes.

“Shen Shihan, you won’t even spare Chaomu. You deceive her like this, can your conscience bear it? She is just an eighteen-year-old girl. Her world is so pure and beautiful, yet you, you have to become the shadow over her life.”

“Shui Fu, don’t meddle,” his voice was hoarse and deep, “There are many things you don’t understand.”

“But I know you’ve lied to Chaomu. Do you understand her heartache?”

Mo Shuifu remembered the day in the car when she held Xu Chaomu’s cold hand.

How desperate Xu Chaomu was then.

“Do you think only I have lied to her? Shen Chi is also deceiving her.”

Mo Shuifu looked up, “What do you mean? How could Shen Chi deceive her? Shen Chi is so good to Chaomu.”

“Therefore, Shui Fu, there are things you don’t know. Don’t meddle, just take good care of yourself,” Shen Shihan’s tone finally softened.

Even as droplets of blood wept from the back of his hand, he no longer cared.

“No, you make it clear, what did Shen Chi lie to Chaomu about? Tell me!”

“I won’t tell you. Since Shen Chi chooses to deceive her, then I will keep the secret for a lifetime.”

“Do you men all like to deceive? Claiming it’s for the good of others, but do you know that sometimes honesty is more sincere than a well-intentioned lie?”

“Men often have different thoughts than women,” Shen Shihan sighed.

He reached out to brush the untidy hair from her forehead.

Mo Shuifu turned her head to avoid his touch, expressionless.

“Shui Fu, I will let you go, but not now. Eat well, rest well, and if you don’t want to see me during these days, then I won’t appear before you.”

“Get lost.” Mo Shuifu’s pale lips barely moved as she lifted her eyes to look at him.

His blood seemed to freeze at that moment, a cold current washing over him.

A look of despair flashed in his eyes, and without further entanglement, he nodded, lowering his arms.

He opened the door, leaving her room, each step heavy.

Mo Shuifu turned her head just in time to see his retreating figure.

He wore a dark shirt, his back straight and firm. From her angle, she could only see his profile, his expressionless face only displaying coldness.

Mo Shuifu thought, this man was heartless.

He could even utter words like “If you dare seek death, I will make Chaomu join you.”

With a desolate laugh, she “bang” shut the door behind him.

At the moment the door closed, Shen Shihan’s steps faltered, his eyes bottomless with depth and sorrow.

“Third Master.” Seeing him descend, the servant bowed respectfully.

“Take good care of her.”

“Yes, Third Master. But… Miss Mo has scarcely eaten these days.”

“Be patient. And go clean up the shards in her room so she doesn’t get hurt.”

“Understood, Third Master.”

“Hmm.”

Shen Shihan picked up his coat and left the villa, driving towards the direction of Shen Group.

As soon as he got out, he called Zhou Peitian; he had been calling Zhou Peitian every day for the past few days.

“Peitian, how’s Chaomu doing?”

“Shihan, why don’t you come and see for yourself? She’s not eating, not drinking, covered in injuries, looking like neither a human nor a ghost.”

“I can’t go, I know she hates me.”

“What’s there to hate or not hate? You’ve always been so fussy. After all, there’s no blood relation between you and her.”

“After eight years of affection, Zhou Peitian, of course, you wouldn’t understand.”

“You’re not going to hurt her, why feel so guilty?”

“Enough, have someone take good care of her, don’t let her break down from this.”

“You’re really not going to see her? I’m telling you, now she just squats in the corner, clutches her knees, silent, not crying, and when given clean clothes, she won’t change.”

Shen Shihan frowned deeply, “You talk to her properly, she can’t keep going like this.”

“I don’t have the patience,” Zhou Peitian scoffed, “And what about Bai Man? What do you plan to do with her?”

“Did Bai Xuan give the money?”

“He did.”

“Then release Bai Man.”

“Impossible, what’s the use of keeping Xu Chaomu? Bai Man is Shen Chi’s fiancée, get your facts straight.”

“Bai Man?” Shen Shihan scoffed, “Having known Shen Chi for so many years, who understands him, me or you? The person he cares about the most, only Xu Chaomu, no one else compares.”

“Why are you so stubborn? Success or failure hinges on this. If you lose because of this, you will regret it!”

“Brother Peitian, if you don’t believe me, you keep Bai Man and stick to the original plan. Then we’ll see, who is right in the end.”

“This is getting interesting, haha, how about we make a bet? If Shen Chi cares about Xu Chaomu, you win, and I’ll give you a 30% cut of this project, how about that?”

“Brother Peitian, wouldn’t you lose terribly?”

“I don’t believe it.”

“Disbelieving? Well, let’s wait and see.”

Shen Shihan’s lips curved into a smile; if this had been in the past, he wouldn’t have believed it either.

But many facts were already laid out in front of his eyes.

Shen Shihan drove to Shen Group, he needed to mobilize more funds.

However, when he brought the privately sealed documents to the company for funding, he discovered the seal was fake.

“Shen Chi, you really are crafty enough,” Shen Shihan smirked, tossing the fake seal into the trash can.

With a “thud,” the fake seal emitted a muffled sound in the trash can.

Shen Shihan’s eyes were a sea of unending depth, “The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.”

He was curious to see, in this project, which deer would fall at whose hands.