If You Could Hear My Heart - Chapter 208: Serve me well

Chapter 208: Chapter 208: Serve me well

Translator: 549690339

Half a glass of red wine, glittering and intoxicating like a ruby, was held aloft by her pale, slim fingers, making the red wine even more alluring.

She picked up the wine glass and walked slowly in Shen Shihan’s direction.

Her heart, though, was extremely calm; she needed this well-paying job, she needed to support her mother.

But as she had never done something like this before, even standing right before Shen Shihan, she had no idea what to do.

“Dragging your feet – are you going to dillydally until tomorrow?” Shen Shihan looked at her and said coldly.

Their gazes met, and he saw anger in her eyes.

Mo Shuifu had no choice but to sit next to him, raising her wrist high, “Third Young Master Shen, please open your mouth.”

A deed that should have been flirtatious, yet when spoken from her lips, sounded like feeding medicine.

A speechless Shen Shihan’s face was lined with black marks, truly at a loss for words.

“Don’t you know how to feed a drink?” Shen Shihan looked at her.

Zhou Peitian stood by, only snickering to himself, “Third Young Master Shen, don’t make it difficult for her; she seems not to know.”

“Brother Peitian, if she doesn’t know, you can teach her.”

Zhou Peitian choked, clearing his throat lightly, “Young lady, it’s really nothing much, you just take a mouthful of wine and feed it to Third Young Master Shen. You see, our Third Young Master Shen is young and handsome, it’s a good deal for you.”

Mo Shuifu’s temper flared up instantly; she grasped the stem glass, stood up, and with force, drenched Shen Shihan’s face with the entire glass of wine!

Instantly, red wine splashed all over Shen Shihan’s face, staining his dark shirt wet in patches!

“Go find someone else to serve you – I’m not up for the job!” Mo Shuifu scoffed, tossing aside the glass.

Previously, she thought he was different from the other rich young masters.

But now it seemed, they were all sleazy creeps!

A cold feeling spread across Shen Shihan’s face, followed by a faint chuckle, huh.

He raised his hand, wiping away the red wine on his face, his deep eyes staring intently at her.

Zhou Peitian never expected this woman to be so fiery; it was just a drink to be fed, and yet she splashed Shen Shihan in the face with red wine!

He quickly stood up to intervene, “Third Young Master Shen, don’t stoop to her level. She’s asking for trouble. It’s my fault, and I’ll have her dealt with later. This kind of woman, she really doesn’t know how to read the room.”

Zhou Peitian handed Shen Shihan a tissue, who didn’t seem too perturbed on the surface.

“From now on, you’re not welcomed at Weiyang anymore,” Shen Shihan remarked lightly, looking at Mo Shuifu.

Mo Shuifu knew she couldn’t afford to provoke this man.

But the wine was already spilled, and there was no need to plead with him.

“Is that all?” Mo Shuifu stared back at him, tone unfriendly.

Their eyes met again, and under the dim lighting, Mo Shuifu felt that he, Third Young Master Shen, looked like someone.

Like that man…

If she remembered correctly, his name was Shen Chi.

However, although Shen Chi was indifferent by nature, in her mind, he was like a gentleman, not at all like Shen Shihan.

However, Shen Shihan, Shen Chi; the Third Young Master, the Fourth Young Master. Could it be that they were brothers?

“You could plead with me, or please me well. If I’m in a good mood, perhaps I’ll let you stay on,” Shen Shihan added.

But he was convinced she wouldn’t plead with him; this woman, despite being in a place as chaotic as Weiyang, was completely out of place with her temperament.

Staunch and stubborn.

“Don’t even think about it,” Mo Shuifu was also resigned to her fate.

“Then there’s nothing left to discuss, go settle with your supervisor, and you may leave Weiyang,” Shen Shihan said coldly.

“Never let me see you again! Scum!” Mo Shuifu dropped the cold words.

But she didn’t turn and leave immediately; instead, she picked up another glass of red wine on the table.

With a lift of her hand, another glass of wine washed over Shen Shihan’s face!

He had cut off her means of livelihood; dousing him with another glass of wine was not too much to pay.

“You’re crazy!” Zhou Peitian stood up angrily, ready to grab Mo Shuifu.

The private room fell silent all of a sudden.

Red wine dripped down Shen Shihan’s hair. If it were anyone else, they would’ve erupted in fury by now, but Shen Shihan, with his excellent composure, just wiped it away with a hand.

Wiping the wine from his face, the ghostly light in his eyes grew deeper.

He held Zhou Peitian back from doing anything rash.

“Mo Shuifu, well done,” Shen Shihan remarked with a chilling smile, the corners of his mouth revealing a meaningful sneer.

Mo Shuifu, gritting her teeth, threw the glass to the ground and turned to leave the room!

Soon after, the sound of her high heels faded away into the corridor.

Bit by bit, growing fainter and fainter until it could no longer be heard.

The private room remained quiet for a while, devoid of any sound. Zhou Peitian too seemed stunned. He had never thought anyone would dare to splash Third Young Master Shen with red wine, let alone twice.

“Third Young Master Shen, let me wipe that for you,” Zhou Peitian said, hastily reaching for a tissue to wipe the wine from Shen Shihan’s body.

Shen Shihan didn’t mind and lightly curved his lips, “No worries.” Th.ê most uptodat𝓮 n𝒐vels are published on n(0)velbj)n(.)co/m

In reality, the collar of his shirt was soaked through, and the damp clothing clinging to his body was quite uncomfortable.

The dark shirt now had a large wet stain, looking rather unsightly.

“That woman really has some nerve, I’ll have someone teach her a lesson someday,” Zhou Peitian said.

“It was I who was rude first,” Shen Shihan laughed.

“Third Young Master Shen, you were only joking with her, but look at her, throwing two glasses of red wine at you.”

“Now she’s lost her job,” Shen Shihan said nonchalantly.

“She deserves it! It’s lucky for her that she wasn’t driven out of C City! I really don’t know what Ji Shengxuan is doing as a boss,” Zhou Peitian was obviously more incensed by the incident than Shen Shihan.

“That fox Ji Shengxuan, you can’t expect anything from him,” Shen Shihan remarked as he wiped the water stains, his voice remaining calm, “Find her a job tomorrow, with a higher salary preferably.”

Zhou Peitian was taken aback for a moment, “Who?”

“Mo Shuifu.”

“Are you returning her bad with your good, Third Young Master Shen? This woman is ungrateful; after splashing two glasses of wine at you, you still want to find her a job? If you want to find her one, do it yourself, I won’t.”

Shen Shihan smiled, “Brother Peitian, you say that as if she didn’t splash you.”

“Third Young Master Shen, have you had too much to drink today? Are you drunk?”

Zhou Peitian had always known Shen Shihan to be tit-for-tat, not one to be so good-natured.

“I may not be drunk, but I admit I’ve been splashed plenty,” Shen Shihan said, his unusually good mood carrying on. He looked down, wiping the stains off his shirt, and then, picking up the bottle of wine, poured himself another glass of red wine.

“No way, I’m not finding her a job, if Third Young Master Shen feels sorry for her, you could place her in Shen Group.”

“Let it be, I’ll arrange it,” said Shen Shihan, his voice devoid of warmth.

“Ha ha, Third Young Master Shen, that woman must hate you to death right now,” Zhou Peitian suddenly burst out laughing.

He just found it amusing.

Shen Shihan glared at him, his voice cool, “She’s always been ungrateful; I’m used to it.”

“Third Young Master Shen, you’re not falling for this chick, are you? For fun, maybe, but don’t catch real feelings. Although, she is quite beautiful, just a bit too cold for my taste,” Zhou Peitian patted Shen Shihan’s shoulder.