If You Could Hear My Heart

“Do you really not have any feelings for me at all?”

“I never had feelings for you.”

“Then what was the deal with you climbing into my bed five years ago? What about writing in your diary that you liked me? And forcibly kissing me when you were drunk—what was that all about?”

“Call it youthful ignorance.”

Shen Chi was so furious he was shaking all over. Everything was just dismissed by her with those four words—”youthful ignorance.”

“Fine, no matter what you say, I’m telling you, divorce is not happening.” Shen Chi spoke with a hint of helplessness, but he stuck to his statement.

“You have an affair during our marriage, and you won’t allow a divorce?”

“You can ask me to do anything, but not that.” Shen Chi’s tone was indifferent.

“Anything?”

“Um.”

“Then tell me, how did it feel that night with your little mistress?”

“I forgot.”

Damn it, he forgot! Alright, Xu Chaomu admitted, she forgot too.

“Then tell me, how many women have you been with before her? Tell the truth!”

“The first one.”

Xu Chaomu snorted disdainfully, “Not truthful! You’re telling me you didn’t have a single woman until you were twenty-eight?! Who the hell would believe that!”

Who is he, Shen Chi? The Shen Fourth Master, who attracts stars like the moon, the great Mr. Shen! Women flock to him like bees. And now, he’s claiming that was his first time—Xu Chaomu found it ludicrously funny.

“Actually… five years ago, I really wanted to make you my woman. I just couldn’t bring myself to do it.” Shen Chi had an innocent look on his face.

“I was only eighteen at that time, and you had those thoughts about me!”

Shen Chi’s expression was full of crossed lines. Back then, it was clearly her who always had those thoughts about him.

Now, he’d become the prime culprit.

“That’s why I said, I couldn’t bring myself to do it.” Shen Chi spread his hands.

“Shen Chi, Shen Trash, Shen Shameless, just go live your life with Jian Sisi, Miss. I think Miss Jian is pretty good, at least she measures up to your requirements in size.”

Xu Chaomu had Jian Sisi’s image pop up in her mind again, unable to forget after catching a few glimpses of her on TV the other day.

Because, Jian Sisi was also a woman of ample bosom.

This man’s tastes have always been so vulgar.

“Mumu, you also feel quite nice…” Shen Chi’s voice was deep, hinting at intimacy. He drew closer, his large hand lifted, his intentions transparent.

Xu Chaomu quickly dodged, nearly letting him take advantage of her again.

“Don’t touch me with the hand that’s touched other women, Shen Chi I’m warning you, if you refuse to divorce me, then don’t touch me!”

“You mean I can touch you after we get divorced?”

Xu Chaomu’s mouth twitched, what kind of faulty logic was that.

“By the way, Shen Chi, which hotel was it that night with Jian Sisi?” Xu Chaomu wanted to confirm.

“The Paris Hotel.”

Xu Chaomu understood completely, there was no mistake—there was no doubt that the man that night wasn’t Nie Chenglang, it was Shen Chi!

But, in the end, the answer—she still needed to ask Nie Chenglang!

Suppose, on that same night, at the same hotel, it was possible for her and Nie Chenglang, Shen Chi and Jian Sisi to be there. Though, this possibility seemed extremely slim at the moment.

If it really was Shen Chi that night, then the child in her belly was unquestionably his!

Damn, what about Jian Sisi then?

“Mumu, I confessed honestly, can’t you not be angry?”

“I want to hear… details.” Xu Chaomu blinked, still sporting a lecherous expression.

“Details… there aren’t any, I really drank too much, forgetting even how I took off my clothes. You don’t know, that night, I just kept thinking about our wedding anniversary, and unwittingly, I drank too much.”

“So carefree, even forgetting how your clothes came off.” Xu Chaomu scoffed.

“Mumu, seeing as I’m sincere, can you not be angry?”

“Me, angry? What relationship do I have with you that’s worth getting angry about?”

“I am your husband!” Shen Chi was irritated.

He could repeat it eight hundred times, and she still wouldn’t remember.

Once their child grew older, he would have to prove to her physically, that he is her husband! Her man!

“Why the yelling?” Xu Chaomu glared at him.

Shen Chi instantly deflated, his tone mellowing down: “Mumu, forgive me. I’ll handle the child with Jian Sisi.”

“Keep it, it’s your own flesh and blood. If you can keep this child in my belly, how could you not want to keep your own, right?”

When she said this, Xu Chaomu felt it strange—who was the child with Jian Sisi?

“I won’t keep it. For now, it’s just to find out who is pulling strings behind the scenes, don’t overthink it.”

“Don’t, keep it. It’s your own flesh and blood, can you really give it up?” Xu Chaomu was still indifferent.

She was now also curious about the identity of Jian Sisi’s child, keeping the child would offer the chance for a paternity test in the future.

“You’re going to bear children for me in the future, right?” Shen Chi’s voice was hoarse and low.

“Don’t dream, I won’t bear children for you.”

“Chaomu, can you really bear to see me without a successor?”

“That’s why I’m telling you to keep Jian Sisi’s child.”

“I won’t keep it.”

“Then it’s no longer my business.” Xu Chaomu pushed him away, “I’m going to the hospital for a check-up, are you planning to have Butler Ling watch over me, or Uncle Cheng?”

“I’ll accompany you.”

“Oh, personally watching me?”

“Not watching, fulfilling a husband’s duty.” Shen Chi spoke lightly.

So, Shen Chi began to change his clothes.

He naturally started undressing in front of Xu Chaomu, his long, clean fingers untying the robe sash, slipping off the robe, and reaching for a shirt from the wardrobe.

He undressed so fast that Xu Chaomu ended up seeing everything.

Especially when he untied his robe—wearing nothing on top, and on the bottom… just one piece.

Then, her eyes accidentally drifted downward, and she saw what she shouldn’t have.

Shen Chi, however, was shameless, buckling his belt while curling his lips up, “Wife, are you still satisfied with your husband’s size?”

“Holy shit! Back off!” Xu Chaomu cursed, her face immediately turning red.

This man, seems to have no shame, getting more and more shameless!

“Mumu, the little thug, you still know how to be shy?”

Shen Chi teased as he approached, bending down and lifting her chin with his long fingers.

Xu Chaomu blushed, which looked quite alluring.

“Get lost!” Xu Chaomu slapped his hand away.

Shen Chi’s smile deepened, and then he began to get dressed unconcerned, buttoning up his shirt.

He had picked a dark-colored shirt for today, and when he had buttoned up all the buttons and stood in front of the mirror, Xu Chaomu looked up and inwardly scorned him.

Indeed, a beast in clothes is still a beast, and a beast without clothes is a nude beast!

Either way, just a beast! A beast with capital letters!