If You Could Hear My Heart

Chapter 450: Chapter 450 I Miss You Too
Shen Chi was discussing matters with Xiao Mo in the car when he received the text message.

Right at a crucial point in their discussion, Shen Chi fell into deep thought.

Just then, his phone screen lit up. He glanced down and to his surprise, it was a text from Xu Chaomu.

These days, because he had been returning home late at night, she would already be asleep, and so during the day, he would always make a call home.

As a result, she was indifferent, seemingly still angry.

Every time, not even a few minutes into the conversation, she would urge him irritably, “Is there nothing else? If there’s no other matter, I’m going to hang up! Don’t call tomorrow.”

So, these past few days, she had been the first to hang up the phone.

After all these years, only Xu Chaomu dared to hang up on him like that.

In the end, he couldn’t do anything about her, and he would still shamelessly call her the next day.

This time, receiving her text, he was rather curious.

Does she need money?

A smile made its way to the corners of his mouth as he opened the text message.

But at the sight of the text, he was momentarily stunned.

Gradually, the smile at the corner of his mouth deepened, deeper and deeper.

“I miss you.”

The text message had only these three simple and straightforward words.

Yet it was these three words that made the curve on his lips rise gradually…

He missed her too.

He just stared at that text message, feeling as if honey was melting in his chest.

At that moment, he wished he could turn the car around and head straight back to the Shen family home, to hold her in his arms.

A sweet taste spread across the tip of his heart, bit by bit, filling his entire heart.

Xiao Mo called out “President Shen,” but got no response. He raised his voice and called out “President Shen” again, still no response.

Glancing up, he saw Shen Chi looking at his phone, his face full of smiles. A gentleness like the bright moon, soft like the spring breeze.

This kind of smile was extremely rare for Xiao Mo to see.

But without thinking, he knew that it must be something from Xu Chaomu.

He tried calling out again, “President Shen, what do you think about the proposal we were just discussing?”

Still no response, Xiao Mo had no choice but to give up.

Shen Chi looked down and wrote a text message, with four words: I miss you too.

After writing it, he looked at it twice, then deleted it.

After pondering for a while, he frowned and wrote “I miss you too” again.

After writing it, he looked at it twice, then deleted it again.

If he replied just after she had sent her message, wouldn’t it seem like he was very concerned about her? That would be lacking in dignity.

Don’t reply.

So, the drafted text message was deleted over and over again but never sent.

Yet even though he decided not to reply, his eyes never left those three words, “I miss you.”

As if it was the most beautiful thing he had seen in many days.

Xiao Mo simply closed the file and, without a word, rested his forehead on his hand, looking out the window, wondering if they would ever be able to properly discuss the meeting’s content…

At this moment, Xiao Mo was almost on the verge of collapse.

A long time had passed, and just when Xiao Mo was almost dozing off, Shen Chi finally spoke in a deep voice.

“Xiao Mo, where were we just now?”

“The new product requires a diverse range of marketing strategies…”

“Hmm, continue, give me the file.”

Xiao Mo then handed over the file that he had been holding, his face full of scorn. So you still remember that we have a meeting?

This Xu Chaomu, truly a femme fatale.

However, as Shen Chi discussed the issue with Xiao Mo, his mind was still constantly thinking of Xu Chaomu.

Xu Chaomu was sitting on the second floor of a milk tea shop, now glancing at the scenery, now gazing at Shen’s building, and of course, occasionally staring at her phone as well.

Five minutes passed, Shen Chi didn’t reply to her text; half an hour passed, Shen Chi still hadn’t replied; an hour went by, still no movement.

Xu Chaomu was furious; she had finally mustered up the courage to send him such a text, and he, for his part, didn’t reply.

She drank two cups of milk tea, ate a pile of snacks, and yet her phone remained deathly still.

The sun quickly moved from its zenith towards the west, and the guests around her came and went in waves.

She listlessly stirred her milk tea with a straw, aggressively poking the cup.

Really, such an unromantic man.

After sitting for a while longer, she angrily picked up her phone, gathered her purse, and left the milk tea shop.

It seemed that men, as creatures, should not be forgiven easily.

Reaching the roadside, she hailed a taxi back to the Shen family home.

Despite feeling indignant, she still took out her phone from time to time to check it.

She wondered whether she should send another text to him?

No, that would make it seem like she cared about his thoughts too much, no, she didn’t care about him at all.

Torn all the way there, the little deer in her chest thumped the entire journey. Suddenly, the screen lit up—it was a text message!

Xu Chaomu opened it with joyful anticipation, only to curse when she saw it was a spam message about winning an Apple laptop.

She decided to switch off her phone, no longer interested in paying attention to that unromantic man.

When she returned to the Shen family home, it was just two o’clock in the afternoon. The tasks were all done, and many servants were lounging lazily.

Xu Chaomu didn’t bother with them. After all, she didn’t have to handle their salaries.

The gardenia in the Shen family garden released a rich fragrance. Xu Chaomu walked past with a parasol, her hair even catching the scent.

The aroma was intense and particularly pleasant.

She casually picked a flower, held it in her hand, and cheerfully entered the living room.

The living room was cool. She pushed the door open and saw a package of moderate size on the table.

Xu Chaomu, curious, walked over to it.

Upon seeing the names of the sender and recipient, she widened her eyes in shock and quickly stashed the package in her arms, looking around.

Thankfully, no one had seen.

This package was none other than the one Fenfen had sent from Paris!

She hadn’t expected it to arrive so quickly; fortunately, Shen Chi had not been home these days.

Xu Chaomu hurriedly held onto her package and dashed upstairs, “thump, thump, thump,” even leaving the gardenia on the table, forgotten.

Back in her room, she locked the door and used scissors to open the package.

She was a bit hasty, and the sound of ripping tape filled the air.

As soon as she opened the package, out tumbled plenty of snacks and trinkets.

Normally, the sight of snacks and amusing trinkets would’ve made her jump for joy, eagerly picking up each one to look.

But this time, Xu Chaomu tossed the jumbled boxes aside.

She was searching for that video material!

Feverishly digging through the box, it was snacks all the way down until she finally saw a black cloth bag.

It had to be it! If Fenfen dared to play her, she would fly over and beat her up! Beat her! Beat her!

Xu Chaomu excitedly went to untie the cloth bag, but the more anxious she was, the more her hands shook.

At that moment, her heart felt like waves of tides incessantly crashing against her chest.

Her emotions were complicated, filled with excitement and nervousness.

She tried hard to untie the cloth bag, which, as if it were defying her, refused to open.

In desperation, she snipped it open with scissors.

Indeed, inside the cloth bag was the surveillance footage.