If You Could Hear My Heart

“Get down here and I promise I won’t beat you to death.”

Shen Chi rolled up his cuffs and pushed his shirt sleeves up to his elbows.

“Are you even a man? Men who hit women are scum!” Xu Chaomu, frightened, took a few more steps back.

Looking up at her like that, Shen Chi found his mood inexplicably lifting.

If she wouldn’t come down, then he would have to go up himself.

Step by step, Shen Chi walked up the stairs toward her.

Xu Chaomu hurriedly ran, but when she had nowhere else to retreat, she looked at him in terror, “What do you want to do?”

“Nothing, I just want to ask you a question.”

“What?”

“When do you plan on fulfilling your duties as a wife?”

“That marriage certificate was obtained under duress and deception, I could sue you.”

“Sue me? Do you need a lawyer? I can recommend mine to you.”

“Shen Chi, what will it take for you to agree to a divorce?”

“Don’t even think about it.”

“Then you might as well sleep with your marriage certificate because I won’t recognize you as my husband.”

“No… I can sleep holding you.”

Having said that, the man walked over to her, cornered her against the wall, pinned her shoulders with one hand, and, before she could protest, planted a kiss on her.

Landing directly on her lips!

“Mmm….” Xu Chaomu resisted.

But the stronger her resistance, the more fervent became his desire. He kissed her, deeply and passionately.

In the thin fabrics of summer, Shen Chi’s and Xu Chaomu’s bodies pressed together.

The scent of the young girl enveloped his nostrils, and with a large hand, he held her even tighter.

Their bodies together, Shen Chi could feel through the clothes the “thump, thump” of Xu Chaomu’s heartbeat.

In a panic, Xu Chaomu pushed against him with her small hands.

Five years apart, this man constantly behaved as if he was in dire need of a woman.

Didn’t any of the numerous women by his side satisfy him?

Xu Chaomu’s face flushed red, her breathing constricted, she felt like she was being electrified, a tingling sensation all over.

She had to admit, the man was an excellent kisser.

His lips gently caressed hers, drawing out her sweet essence.

Xu Chaomu’s back against the wall, she wanted to kick him, but he had her pinned down firmly.

Seeing Xu Chaomu gasping for air, Shen Chi finally released her lips and slowly moved his kisses downward.

“Shen, Shen Chi… you are, you are a beast…”

Xu Chaomu wanted to scold him, but instead, her words made even her own cheeks burn.

“Shen, Shen Chi… I’ve been to bed with so many men, would you still, still lay your hands on me?”

Indeed, Shen Chi’s body stiffened, and he halted all his movements.

He lifted his head from her neck, his falcon-like eyes deep and unfathomable.

Xu Chaomu breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that as a prized son of heaven, he could have as many young girls as he wanted. How could he possibly continue after she said something like that?

“So many men, how many?” his voice was icy.

“Five or six,” Xu Chaomu blurted out without thinking.

“Then one more won’t matter!”

After saying that, Shen Chi became even more aggressive, and forcefully began to untie the laces on her dress.

His actions were somewhat fueled by anger. The girl he had cherished under his wing for eight years — how could it be that he hadn’t had a taste, while other men had taken advantage of her?

“Shen Chi, are you really not picky? Are you that desperate…”

“Yes, I’m desperate.”

His hot breath wafted over her neck, sending shivers through her entire body.

He was trying to undo her dress, but accidentally got the laces tangled, making them impossible to untie.

The more he tried, the more irritated he became…

“Shen Chi, you freaking beast, if you dare…”

“So noisy.”

Shen Chi silenced her with a kiss on the lips, giving her no chance to talk nonsense!

Just as Shen Chi touched her dress, Butler Chenglang pushed open the living room door.

“Fourth Young Master, Chaomu, it’s time to eat.”

Shen Chi’s hand stopped abruptly, releasing Xu Chaomu reluctantly.

Butler Chenglang, unaware of where the two had gone, had looked around for them.

Then, glancing up, he caught sight of the two in a corner, entwined in an unending embrace.

Butler Chenglang’s face reddened, and he quickly looked down.

Young people, really choosing no place.

Shen Chi withdrew his hand, all his enthusiasm dashed.

A piercing glare shot through the air, and Butler Chenglang’s face was lined with black, as he wiped the sweat from his forehead.

“You… continue, continue, I didn’t see anything.” He quickly lowered his head and left.

Meanwhile, he closed the living room door and instructed that no one was allowed to go in.

Continue? Shen Chi looked down at Xu Chaomu, how to continue?

“Shameless.” Xu Chaomu lifted her eyelids, pushed him away, and started to walk downstairs, straightening her clothes.

Shen Chi hooked the corner of his mouth, adjusted his tie, and followed her down the stairs.

On the dining table, Butler Chenglang had arranged several dishes, all of which were Xu Chaomu’s favorites.

But Xu Chaomu didn’t have much of an appetite. She took a seat at the table and said indifferently, “Didn’t you say you were going to make me millet porridge?”

“You want it now?”

“Yes, right now.”

“You want me to make it personally?”

“Yes, you make it for me.”

“Alright, I’ll go make it for you. You just sit tight and don’t wander off.”

Shen Chi looked at her affectionately, reached out, and gently touched her hair.

Xu Chaomu turned her head away, dodging him.

Shen Chi could only smile helplessly and walked out of the living room toward the kitchen.

As soon as Shen Chi was gone, Xu Chaomu started searching everywhere for a phone!

Her cellphone had been taken by Shen Chi, and she wanted to call Nie Chenglang.

After looking everywhere, she clearly remembered there were phones in the living room and the bathroom, but after searching, she couldn’t find a single one.

She was desperate, anxiously pacing in circles in the living room.

Without a phone, how could she contact the outside world?

Nie Chenglang must be looking for her nonstop, plus today’s call was answered by Shen Chi. What would Nie Chenglang think?

Xu Chaomu paced in frustration; indeed, there was not a single phone to be found in the living room.

She irritably sat on the couch, resting her cheek in her hand, and stared blankly at the wall.

Five years had passed and she was still no match for this man.

After spacing out for twenty minutes, Shen Chi came in, carrying a bowl of steaming hot millet porridge.

“Come here, I made it myself. I’ll feed it to you.” Shen Chi beckoned Xu Chaomu over, placing the bowl on the dining table.

“I’ve lost my appetite, I don’t want it anymore.”

Shen Chi’s brow furrowed, “You haven’t eaten much all day.”

“Because I lose my appetite the moment I see you.” Xu Chaomu barely lifted her eyes, hugging a pillow, lazily spoke.

Ever since she got pregnant, she became very lazy, sometimes even too lazy to speak.