If You Could Hear My Heart - Chapter 129 - 129: Fourth Brother, are you jealous?

Chapter 129: Chapter 129: Fourth Brother, are you jealous?

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Xu Chaomu dared to say, “Aren’t you, Shen Chi, always known for keeping your word? Once spoken, your words are like water poured out. Besides, you just said so many things, which one am I supposed to pretend you didn’t say?” Her words had barely ended when a sharp look from Shen Chi shot over.

Chill, icy, harsh.

Xu Chaomu shivered.

“Don’t push it!”

“Then I’ll just take it that you haven’t said anything useful tonight, ” Xu Chaomu huffed coldly, “That way, I can assume you took the wrong medicine and won’t hold it against you. But Shen Chi, don’t treat me like a pushover. Don’t take your anger out on me because you’re frustrated with someone else!”

Shen Chi scoffed coldly, turning to look at her.

His piercing gaze sliced across her face like a knife, as Xu Chaomu feigned calm.

In fact, her heart was already beating chaotically.

She just wouldn’t admit it; he had scolded her no less fiercely tonight, as if he wanted to devour her. Now she was justifying herself, which was only fair.

“Xu Chaomu, you better not be harboring any ulterior motives,” he warned her. If she was really after his money, looking for a benefactor for the rest of her life, he would never forgive her!

“As shrewd as you are, Shen Chi, could my little schemes deceive you? Brother, I’ll say this too, don’t interfere too much. We share neither blood nor obligatory ties; we should forget each other in our separate worlds.”

Today, she learned a new phrase – ‘forget each other in our separate worlds’.

She thought it sounded elegant and sophisticated, exceptionally fitting for this moment.

It made her feel quite cultured, and the thought gave her a little thrill.

The word “brother” from Xu Chaomu made Shen Chi’s heart clench, heh, brother… When did she ever consider him a brother?

“I’ve taken care of you for eight years, how can you say there’s no relationship?

Xu Chaomu, is your heart made of stone?”

His demeanor had cooled down; now his voice was hoarse and faint.

Damn it, Xu Chaomu really wanted to leap up and scratch him to death!

It was his heart that was the coldest and hardest, and now he was turning the tables, accusing her instead.

“What can I do about it? I have my own life, you can take it if you wish,” Xu

Chaomu said shamelessly.

“Is your life that valuable?” Shen Chi sneered disdainfully.

“Then I’m out of ideas. I gave you a chance, you didn’t want it, so be it. Just lay off the yelling at me in the future, bullying me doesn’t show any skill.”

“No, you could repay me with your body.” Shen Chi smirked with a hint of playfulness.

Actually, sitting here chatting with her like this was the best thing.

Time seemed to slow down to a crawl, as if a carriage was passing through the dusty grounds, slowly enough that nothing else seemed important…

He didn’t want to argue with her, but she always managed to infuriate him beyond measure.

He stopped thinking about that recorded conversation, which only agitated him more.

“I don’t want a second-hand man,” Xu Chaomu pouted.

Shen Chi’s tone had softened a lot, so she wasn’t that afraid anymore. To tell the truth, when he dragged her back from the amusement park gate, she was so scared she nearly cried.

“Quite brave,” Shen Chi turned to look at her.

She dared to despise him? And even spread rumors that he was a second-hand man?

“Start driving, I want to go back to sleep,” Xu Chaomu said, unable to keep her eyelids open any longer, feeling sleepy almost immediately.

“You seemed energetic enough when you were out and about with Lou Yanli.”

“Big brother, are you jealous? The jealousy is strong,” Xu Chaomu closed her eyes, lazily retorting.

She fastened her seatbelt and leaned against the window. When he wasn’t shouting at her, she liked to call him big brother; it felt like a natural habit.

“I don’t need to be,” Shen Chi replied nonchalantly.

“Mm…” Xu Chaomu mumbled, pouted her lips, and fell asleep.

She was truly exhausted, finding a comfortable position to snuggle in and curl up.

Soon, the car was tranquil, filled with the sound of her regular breathing, very peaceful.

Shen Chi looked at her helplessly, like a pig, falling asleep in a matter of minutes.

Just a moment ago she was all claws and fangs, but now she’d withdrawn her tiny claws, becoming docile and obedient.

Her eyelashes were very long, fluttering slightly now and then. The car was warm, and her little face was flushed. Her mouth remained pouted as if she was still angry with him.

Shen Chi’s large palm instinctively started stroking her hair, soft and fine.

She didn’t wake up, so he leaned over, burying his face in her hair. A subtle and intoxicating scent of flowers wafted up, enchanting.

“Mumu…”

He murmured into her ear, his voice deep yet very light, so light that only he could hear.

The car was silent; naturally, no one responded to him. Xu Chaomu had long since fallen asleep, smacking her lips as if she was having a sweet dream.

Shen Chi touched her little cheek helplessly, “Really wish I could sell you, at least it would cover some fuel costs.

After a while, Shen Chi started the car, driving towards the Shen Family home.

He drove smoothly and carefully, and Xu Chaomu continued her deep slumber without stirring.

Even upon arriving home, she showed no sign of waking.

Bai Xuan and Jiang Zhilan had already gone home, and Shen Cexian had left as well. Zhou Ran had not departed though; she was staying in the Shen Family guest room. Bai Man had rushed to eat dinner before going to the film set for a night shoot, so the Shen Family villa was very quiet at the moment. Seeing that Shen Chi’s car had returned, the butler approached.

“Young Master Shen, did you find Miss Xu?”

Shen Chi wore an expression of disdain, glancing at the sleeping Xu Chaomu: “Where else could she have gone?”

The butler saw that Xu Chaomu was securely asleep and felt relieved, “Young Master Shen, shall I carry Miss Xu upstairs to bed?”

“No need, I’ll do it.’

Having said that, Shen Chi opened the passenger door, carefully lifting Xu Chaomu in his arms.

Xu Chaomu smacked her lips, still asleep, but cuddled into a comfortable position to continue sleeping after being picked up by Shen Chi.

She probably thought she was in bed; her hand gripped Shen Chi’s shirt just like she would hold onto a blanket.

Shen Chi looked down at her, and for some reason, felt very reassured.

Holding her, he stepped past the garage and walked steadily upstairs.

But his every move was witnessed by someone at the guest room window.

This person was Zhou Ran.

Shen Chi carried Xu Chaomu into her room. In truth, everything he’d said in the car that night was spoken in anger; he couldn’t bear to let someone else have the room she’d lived in for eight years.

Still, remembering that recording, his grip involuntarily tightened on Xu Chaomu, unwilling to let go.

Xu Chaomu frowned, perhaps pained by his grasp, shifting a bit in his embrace.

Only then did Shen Chi loosen his grip and carefully laid her on the bed. He pulled the blanket over her and tucked her in.

Actually, he wasn’t very good at taking care of others; he had never looked after anyone before he met Xu Chaomu. When he first encountered Xu

Chaomu, even just covering her with a blanket was an awkward affair for him..