If You Could Hear My Heart

Yu Weiwei looked at Xu Chaomu with disdain: “Wonder who was the one that got scolded until they cried their eyes out.”

“Who told you that?” Xu Chaomu held her forehead.

She had kept it a secret that, back in the day, she was scolded many times by Shen Chi for reading ‘Little Forbidden Books’.

“You said it yourself when you were drunk,” Yu Weiwei said.

In truth, it was during the time she dated Li Beiting that he had told her. But now she had long broken up with Li Beiting, and it was better left unmentioned.

“Ah?” Xu Chaomu held her forehead, thinking that alcohol was really something to avoid.

“Chaomu, where are you living now?”

“The Shen Family.”

“I guessed as much. With your overly domineering brother Shen, it makes sense he wouldn’t let you live anywhere else.”

“I went back because I didn’t want to leave the butler!”

“Oh ho ho, I believe… not!” Yu Weiwei laughed in a teasing manner, clearly asking for trouble.

“…” Xu Chaomu held her forehead. What happened to the friendship that was supposed to be higher than the sky and deeper than the sea? Why did she only see full-measured malice!

“Weiwei, are you going to give it to me or not, the magazine!”

“Not giving.”

“If you don’t give it to me, I’m going to cry for you to see!”

“…” This time, it was Yu Weiwei’s turn to hold her forehead.

“Beautiful Weiwei, gentle Weiwei, kind-hearted Weiwei…”

“Fine, fine, fine, but we agreed that you’d hide it well.”

“No problem! Don’t worry, a certain someone definitely won’t see it, and besides, after I’m done reading it, I’ll return it to you. I won’t hog it!” Xu Chaomu promised solemnly.

But why didn’t Yu Weiwei believe her at all?

She turned and rummaged inside a locked cabinet for a couple of comic books, tossing them to Xu Chaomu.

“Hmph, comics, treasures from the bottom of my chest!”

Upon seeing the cover, Xu Chaomu was thrilled, and flipping through the pages, she loved Yu Weiwei even more.

Ha ha ha, demons fighting!

“Xu Chaomu, you’re so lecherous, watch out or you’ll never get married.”

“No worries, you’ll definitely marry me, right!”

“I don’t want to. But, your brother Shen will.”

“Don’t mention him.”

At the moment, Xu Chaomu’s attention was entirely on the comic book, absorbed in reading.

It felt as if she was back in her school days again, it was wonderful!

Agitated, Yu Weiwei grabbed her magazine and tossed it into Xu Chaomu’s bag: “So it seems, after I give you the magazine, I’m useless, huh?”

“Weiwei, good Weiwei, don’t be mad. Let’s talk about life,” Xu Chaomu said, trying to appease her.

Xu Chaomu pulled Yu Weiwei’s arm, coaxing her to sit down beside her.

Side by side, they sat as they had during school days, like old desk mates.

“Weiwei, have you started dating anyone?”

Xu Chaomu suddenly thought of Li Beiting and Mi Fei she saw in the morning. Could it be that Li Beiting really didn’t like Yu Weiwei?

“Isn’t my partner you?” Yu Weiwei asked with a smile, pinching Xu Chaomu’s cheek.

“I’m not into women either, so spill it— if you’re single, I’ll find you someone!”

“You sort out your own affairs first, then you can play matchmaker for me!”

“You’re not going to tell, are you? Friendship over!” Xu Chaomu huffed.

“I, Yu Weiwei, am a servant of the people, how could I engage in such frivolous things as dating,” Yu Weiwei said, pouting and looking down.

She thought of Li Beiting. The time they had spent dating was probably one of the happiest in her life.

During her senior year of high school and freshman year of college, he was her everything.

But now, what’s done is done, it was not a big deal.

“So, you aren’t dating anyone? Let me help you look around, what type are you into?”

“I don’t have time for dating,” Yu Weiwei said indifferently.

“Not talking? If you don’t, I’ll just randomly set you up! What do you think about… Shen Chi?”

“Missy, cut it out. Even if I stay single for life, I wouldn’t dare to covet Shen Chi. He’s your man.”

“Then… what about Li Beiting?” Xu Chaomu asked casually.

“Chaomu, look, this is the latest internal publication from our institute. Take it home and have a look. Didn’t you say your brother Shen is having some issues? There’s a self-test chart; try to match it up for him.”

“…” Xu Chaomu held her forehead, “Weiwei, I was talking about Li…”

“Look at this machine, imported from abroad. After testing, the therapeutic effects are really good.”

“Weiwei, I…”

“Here’s a CD bonus, you might want to watch it. Your brother Shen isn’t old; early treatment means a healthy sex life.”

“Enough!” Xu Chaomu bellowed, clearly seeing there was an issue. There was definitely something between Yu Weiwei and Li Beiting!

“Tell me! What’s going on with you and Li Beiting?!” Xu Chaomu slammed her hand on the table, adopting a regal demeanor.

“What’s going on? He’s my uncle, and we haven’t been in contact for a long time,” Yu Weiwei said.

“Yu Weiwei, you’re not being honest!”

“I’m as honest as can be,” Yu Weiwei looked at Xu Chaomu innocently.

“If you don’t spill the beans today, I’ll just park myself here and not leave,” Xu Chaomu declared, looking at her.

In Yu Weiwei’s eyes, she saw a dodgy look, and all her previous confidence vanished.

It was plain guilt!

There was a major issue between her and Li Beiting!

Xu Chaomu remembered back to their school days, how Li Beiting was rather caring towards Yu Weiwei, even giving her a coat once.

At that time, Xu Chaomu was envious…

“It’s nothing, just dated for two years and then broke up,” Yu Weiwei said, bringing a cup of tea, her head lowered.

“Why break up? Was it your infidelity or his?”

“Personality clash,” she said.

“Excuses, everyone who breaks up claiming personality differences is just a cop-out.”

“If it’s a cop-out, it’s a cop-out, we broke up. But hey, I now know a bunch of male models, with faces and figures if you want.”

“Then bring one over for me to see!” Xu Chaomu didn’t buy it.

“Just wait, I’ll bring one over for you to see soon. If you’re interested, I’ll bring another one for you.”

You think men are snacks, to be brought over whenever you like,” Xu Chaomu retorted.

“Why not snacks, eat them and then toss them,” Yu Weiwei said lightly.

“What about Li Beiting… did you ‘eat’ him?”

Yu Weiwei held her forehead: “Didn’t we agree not to talk about men? You’re going back on your word; I’ll have to make you drink as a penalty!”

With that, Yu Weiwei really pulled out a bottle of red wine and glasses from the drawer.

She remembered five years ago when she took Xu Chaomu to a bar for drinks.

Back then, both of them were girls who got drunk at the slightest touch of alcohol.

Now, she, Yu Weiwei, could handle a few drinks with no problem. She just wasn’t sure if Xu Chaomu was still a teetotaler.

Seeing that Yu Weiwei had brought out the red wine and glasses, Xu Chaomu quickly held her hand.

“I can’t drink.”

“Still can’t drink? Haven’t these past five years been really boring for you?” Yu Weiwei snorted coldly.