If You Could Hear My Heart
Chapter 1091 - Chapter 1091 Chapter 1091 A Person Who Knows How to Cherish

Chapter 1091: Chapter 1091: A Person Who Knows How to Cherish Beauty Chapter 1091: Chapter 1091: A Person Who Knows How to Cherish Beauty “Emotions might indeed be contagious, but it feels rather absurd for two grown men to wallow in sentimental sorrow together,”

At this moment, his mood had completely caught up with Shen Chi’s and lingered persistently.

As he stepped out of the private room, he felt an overwhelming sense of oppression and stood in the courtyard of the club, smoking fiercely while his gaze rested on the flickering starlight in the sky.

Shen Chi was left alone in the room, with no one to speak to him.

He felt that Ji Shengxuan was really disloyal to leave him there all by himself.

Leaning on the sofa, he remembered the times when he had a headache, and Xu Chaomu would gently massage his head with her hands. Even now, he still thought of her.

Longing was just longing, and whether his eyes were opened or closed, there was only swirling smoke and dim lighting; she was nowhere to be seen.

Leaning against the sofa, he soon fell into a deep sleep, his brows furrowed tightly.

But in this still deep night, there was someone who could not sleep.

Bai Man paced back and forth on her balcony, unable to believe everything that had happened today was real, even late into the night.

Her heart felt as though it had been viciously gouged with a knife, bleeding profusely!

Deep into the night, she remained awake, anxious and occasionally grabbing her hair in agony.

This matter, she hadn’t dared tell anyone, especially her father, Bai Xuan.

If Bai Xuan found out, she would be dead.

Two hundred million US dollars was no small amount, and she couldn’t come up with so much money unless… she borrowed!

Unable to eat dinner, she was even more frustrated that Shen Chi had taken her phone, leaving her completely anxious.

Fortunately, she had a habit of deleting messages and call logs, sometimes forgetting to delete insignificant ones, but she mainly remembered to do so.

She turned on her spare phone, which held all her contacts.

Flipping through them one by one, she was unsure who to call.

Among these contacts were many who had pursued her, asked her for favors, or collaborated with her, but facing so many numbers, she felt overwhelmed and uncertain about whom to choose.

Two hundred million US dollars was no small sum, and these wealthy young heirs wouldn’t risk such an amount on her, even if they were fond of her.

Moreover, the current rumor was that Bai Man was Shen Chi’s girlfriend, an old flame.

With Shen Chi being so wealthy, why would Bai Man need to borrow money from them?

Bai Man hesitated, her fingers slowly scrolling across the screen.

She found the number of a man who had once pursued her ferociously, touched it tentatively, and then made the call.

This man was not young but had pursued her intensely. At the time, she had only eyes for Shen Chi and cared for no one else.

These men might have money, but they were too old; the younger ones lacked ambition.

Only Shen Chi truly caught her eye.

This man, in his forties and divorced, held her in high regard, even though she had once told him frankly that she would never spare him a glance. Yet, he persisted.

At this moment, Bai Man thought again of Gu Xiuting.

When they broke off their engagement, Gu Xiuting had warned her that Shen Chi was not as simple as he seemed.

Thinking back now, Xiuting was right.

In the deep darkness of the night, her heart thumped heavily, the weight of oppression crushing her.

Her hand trembled as she gripped her phone, and music still played from it.

There was a moment when she thought about hanging up the phone. Why should Bai Man beg a man she looked down upon?

She clenched her teeth, but in the end, she didn’t hang up.

At this hour, she just tried calling without expecting that he would pick up.

There was some noise; it seemed like the person was in a bustling environment, but soon, he stepped out, and the noise faded away.

“Hello, Miss Bai?” the man tentatively asked.

Bai Man’s hand trembled involuntarily, but she quickly steadied it.

“Mr. Zhu, you haven’t gone to sleep so late at night?” Bai Man said with a smile.

“I’m out socializing. You know how it is, it’s quite normal not to sleep at this time during busy social engagements. Why, haven’t you slept, Miss Bai?”

“I can’t sleep… it’s nothing, I just suddenly thought of you, Mr. Zhu.” Bai Man said, “The roses you sent me a while ago were beautiful. I kept them in my bedroom, but today, they have all wilted.”

The man on the other end seemed moved, and he reassured her, “If you like, I could send you more tomorrow. I just worry that you might not like them…”

“Roses are so delicate and enchanting. Who wouldn’t like them? But too many people love their beautiful petals, and who treasures them once they wilt?” Bai Man said, slightly melancholic.

“Those who truly appreciate, regardless of whether they are fresh or withered, find them just as beautiful in their hearts.”

“Mr. Zhu really knows how to cherish beauty.” Bai Man smiled.

“Plants have no emotion, but I seek to please the beauty.” Mr. Zhu said, “If Miss Bai likes, I will personally deliver a fresh bouquet of roses to you tomorrow.”

“Mr. Zhu, you are too kind,” Bai Man said, as she gazed at the withered flowers in the night, feeling somewhat sentimental. “I apologize for bothering you so late. You truly have a way with flowers and people.”

“Because I care, I understand.”

Bai Man laughed: “Mr. Zhu… please go to sleep soon, I really don’t mean to disturb you.”

“If you’re feeling sad, I can keep you company for a while longer.”

“Actually… it’s nothing.” Bai Man hesitated.

“Is there anything you can’t talk about with me? If you consider me a friend, Miss Bai…”

“Of course, I consider you a friend, Mr. Zhu,” Bai Man said, “and a confidant.”

The man laughed on the other end: “Hearing you say that comforts me.”

“You… try to sleep early,” Bai Man hesitated, wanting to initiate yet fearing being too forward.

The man said, “How about this, Miss Bai, shall we meet tomorrow night? I actually have prepared a gift for you to see if you like it.”

“Mr. Zhu, you really are too courteous,” Bai Man protested lightly but added, “However… I might have a charity event tomorrow night.”

“No worries, I can pick you up, alright?”

“Thank you, Mr. Zhu.”

“Still thanking me, you’re too formal.”

“Drinking is harmful, drink less, and don’t return too late.”

“Don’t worry, I know my limits, and I won’t mess around with those people,” the man said softly, “You too, don’t worry too much. Try to sleep early, staying up is not good for women.”

“Okay…”

Bai Man hung up the phone and stood at the window, looking at the vast night sky once more.

The night sky was like water, deep and serene.

Her heart surged with waves; what Shen Chi had brought her today was like a huge stone cast onto her heart, making it restless for a long time.

She held her phone tightly as the evening wind came through the window. Slowly, she clenched her teeth again.