If You Could Hear My Heart

Chapter 167: Becoming His Woman

Chapter 167: Chapter 167: Becoming His Woman

Translator: 549690339

Bai Man’s hands were soft and boneless, gentle as water.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the room was also very ambiguous, with just the right temperature and a faint fragrance in the air.

Bai Man’s eyes were somewhat intoxicated; she liked Shen Chi very much. For a long time, she had wanted to marry him and become his woman.

But, Shen Chi reacted very quickly, his large hand instantly grasping her wrists.

“It’s late; you should go back and rest,” he said, his tone haughty and cold.

With furrowed brows, Shen Chi gave Bai Man a glance.

“No… Shen Chi, you clearly know I like you a lot, you know we are getting engaged next month. Don’t you even want to touch me? I really like you… can’t we be together… do you want me… please?”

Bai Man, looking up at him, fluttered her lashes and gazed at him with emotion.

She wriggled her hands free and tiptoed, trying to hook her arms around his neck.

Every blink of her peach blossom-like eyes shimmered with boundless affection. Her long hair cascaded over her shoulders, soft and serene. She quietly looked at Shen Chi, her hands slowly hooking around his neck again.

Everyone said Bai Man was the most beautiful woman in C City, yet this man had remained indifferent for so many years.

Chaomu had jokingly said he was impotent; of course, Bai Man didn’t believe such nonsense.

She didn’t believe that there was a man who could remain unmoved in her presence.

The atmosphere became more and more ambiguous, more and more intense. She hooked her arms around his neck and slowly drew closer to him…

The citrus fragrance from her body became clearer, Shen Chi frowned even deeper, and with a raised hand, he gently pushed her away.

“I’m sorry, I’m very tired,” he said indifferently.

He kept a distance from Bai Man, his face composed, revealing no sign of disarray.

Even his breathing remained steady.

Rejected, Bai Man’s face flushed red, then turned deathly pale.

She had gone to such lengths, yet this man showed no hint of being moved.

She, Bai Man, the top beauty, was simply a woman of empty fame. If she couldn’t win this man’s heart, it was as if she had lost the whole world.

Bai Man lowered her eyelids, her tone growing impatient, “Every time you use being too tired as an excuse. Tell me, do you really not like me at all?”

“I’ve said it, don’t be delusional,” Shen Chi was also getting impatient.

But due to his excellent upbringing, except when Chaomu infuriated him beyond measure, he maintained a gentlemanly demeanor in front of anyone.

Especially in front of women.

“Then tell me just once that you love me, yes, say it to me. I want to hear it,” Bai Man pressed Shen Chi.

Initially, she had used a newcomer actress to stage a scene in front of Shen Chi, forcing him to agree to a date for their engagement.

Now, she similarly wanted to force him to say these words.

She was playing a high-stakes game. She knew if he got angry, the consequences would be unbearable.

“Bai Man, you know, I, Shen Chi, don’t like to be manipulated,” Shen Chi’s face hardened, his complexion looking very unpleasant under the light.

Tears began to swirl in Bai Man’s eyes instantly: “You won’t even say that one sentence to me… Shen Chi… do you really like me? If you’re unwilling to marry me, I can take the initiative to ask for an annulment…

“I think you are too tired, let’s not speak of this anymore. You should leave!”

“Shen Chi, then tell me, who is your most beloved? Me or some other woman…

or perhaps… that girl?”

Bai Man’s words were very straightforward.

“Bai Man, are you insisting I kick you out? Don’t be so ridiculous, even my patience has its limits!”

Finally, he became angry, his low voice filled with impatience.

“Forget it, if you won’t say it, let it be; I won’t push you. You know very well in your heart, does Chaomu really like you? She’s just young and doesn’t understand what like means. She clings to you today and will do the same to someone else tomorrow. Maybe, if someone gives her a candy, she’ll follow them. What does she know about liking someone?”

“Bai Man, I have never liked people who talk about others behind their backs,” Shen Chi said coldly, his voice like winter’s frost, chilling the surrounding air.

“You don’t like it, fine, I’m leaving, get some sleep,” Bai Man said with a sneer, without saying anything more, finding relief in having said her piece.

Although she knew that Shen Chi was not relieved.

She turned and left Shen Chi’s room, also taking care to close the door behind her.

As she walked back to her own room, she thought to herself that Shen Chi definitely did not like Chaomu.

If what she had heard earlier that night was true, that Zhou Ran had caused the death of Chaomu’s mother, with Shen Chi’s intelligence and means, he would have certainly found out by now.

Thus, Shen Chi’s doting on Chaomu amounted to atonement.

Heh, one day she would let Chaomu know about it.

The man she liked most, Shen Chi, was the son of the man who had killed her mother.

How perfect, wasn’t it?

Bai Man pulled up a cold smile, that chilling smile was like a poppy in the wind, exceptionally eerie in the lonely villa.

The rain had been pouring down for several days, sometimes with wild tempests, sometimes just a patter, but it never stopped.

The entire C City was enshrouded in a layer of dim rain mist, the deluge engulfing the city.

The sky was a light gray expanse; the sun hadn’t been seen for days, turning it into a rare treasure that everyone longed for.

It was the perfect season for a spring outing, but the relentless rains had bent many flowers and trees, scattering petals everywhere.

Looking around, the ground was strewn with white pear blossoms, light pink apricot blossoms, deep red crabapple flowers… a colorful array of petals lay scattered.

As the wind blew, petals fluttered and danced, like a rainfall of blossoms.

On Saturday, the temperature dropped significantly, bringing back the sensation of winter once again.

Having not brought enough clothes, Chaomu had no choice but to return to the Shen Family home.

The butler, Ling, was weeding the garden when he saw Chaomu return, quite surprised.

“Miss Chaomu, you’re finally back, I haven’t seen you for many days. Are you getting used to living at school?” Ling put down what he was holding and came over.

Chaomu hugged the butler, “Butler, I missed you so much. I’m doing pretty well at school, it’s just that I’m a bit disappointed I can’t eat your cooking.”

“Look at you, still so sweet-tongued. Stay for lunch today then. I’ll cook your favorite dishes,” Ling said with a smile.

“No, Butler, I just need to grab some clothes and then head back to do homework at school, ” Chaomu declined.

“There’s no rush. Have lunch before you go. Uncle Cheng can take you back after,” the butler insisted.

“Butler, really, there’s a lot of homework to do, and I’m not really that hungry,” Chaomu continued to decline.

“Today, I will make the call. Miss Chaomu, you stay for lunch. I’ve missed you these past days; keep me company,” the butler insisted.

Hearing the butler put it that way, Chaomu really had no excuse to refuse.

The butler had always been kind to her, and further refusal would seem unkind..