If You Could Hear My Heart
Chapter 1147 - Chapter 1147 Chapter 1147 Why Touch My Son

Chapter 1147: Chapter 1147: Why Touch My Son Chapter 1147: Chapter 1147: Why Touch My Son Shen Chi had been brewing these words for a while, since he didn’t usually talk like that, always feeling it was too cheesy.

But Xu Chaomu could choke him with just one sentence.

“Shen Chi, for warming the bed, I have Xiaobao and that’s enough.”

“…” Shen Chi resentfully glanced at the little guy in her arms, the little guy who was now sleeping, comfortably lying in Xu Chaomu’s arms.

From the first moment he saw Xiaobao, Shen Chi started to envy Xiaobao, and now he was jealous.

He found it harder to touch Xu Chaomu than to reach the heavens, yet she doted on Xiaobao even when he clutched at her chest.

How could he not be jealous?

Right now, he truly wanted to yank the little guy out of her arms and toss him into the car.

Why should he hog his wife?

“The weather is hot, this cup of lemon tea is iced, let me hold Xiaobao, you drink it,” Shen Chi offered the cup to her hand.

Xu Chaomu was unmoved.

“You’ve held him quite long enough.”

Xu Chaomu was still unmoved and instead hugged Xiaobao even tighter.

“…” Shen Chi was out of options.

Xiaobao was deeply asleep, completely unaware of the tension between his mom and uncle.

“Chaomu, I’ll take you to the movies tonight.”

“…”

“I’ll take you out for coffee tonight.”

“…”

“Tonight…”

“I have to work overtime tonight!” Xu Chaomu finally interrupted him.

When had this man become so nagging? Always babbling whenever something went wrong, who wanted to dine with him? Who wanted to see a movie with him?

“Why work overtime at night? You should do what you’re supposed to do at night.”

“Are you leaving or not? If you don’t leave now, I’ll call the police.”

Shen Chi wore a worried face, was there a need to call the police?

But he couldn’t think of any good methods, as he had never chased a girl before.

So, he just accompanied her in waiting for the car, silent.

Xu Chaomu glanced at Shen Chi, thinking he was crazy.

The sky was overcast, with dense clouds hanging low, the air heavy, making it hard to breathe, but it looked like it wouldn’t rain anytime soon. The puddles from earlier hadn’t dried, everything was damp.

Xu Chaomu knew without checking the time, it was probably just a bit past six, but she was getting hungry.

Holding Xiaobao was so tiring her arms ached, and her back was covered in a layer of sticky sweat.

If it wasn’t for Shen Chi deliberately taking a longer route, she’d probably be sleeping by now.

In this no man’s land with no village in sight and not even a place to sit down, her arms were really sore.

Several minutes passed, still no taxi in sight.

Shen Chi stood in front of her, lowering his voice: “Do you have to be so stubborn? Let’s go home and talk, don’t you want to see the Shen Family? Don’t you want to go back to Waterside Pavilion?”

“No.”

“You always say we’re not suitable, so what kind of man do you think is suitable for you? Huh?”

“As long as it’s not someone like you.”

“Oh, so you like them short, poor, and ugly, with poor skills, and bad in bed–”

“Enough!” Xu Chaomu exploded in anger.

This man really had enough, Xu Chaomu didn’t want to talk to him and gave him a look of disdain.

“Then I’ll go home with you,” Shen Chi said.

“Are you ever going to quit?” Xu Chaomu shouted, “Why do you talk so much nonsense, can’t you understand human language? Then let me say it again, I will neither go home with you nor take you to my house. You go back where you came from! I don’t owe you anything, and you don’t owe me anything. We’ve already drawn a clear line between us.”

“…” Shen Chi’s mouth twitched, as if he had swallowed gunpowder.

Xiaobao woke up frightened, staring at Xu Chaomu with his big rolling eyes, as if to say, “Mommy is so scary.”

In his memory, Mommy was always very gentle; why did she become so scary whenever she saw this handsome uncle?

So, Xiaobao looked at Shen Chi again…

“Xiaobao, do you want Daddy to feed you some puree?” Shen Chi shifted his battlefield and stretched out his finger to touch his cheek.

“Shen Chi, why are you touching my son?” Xu Chaomu held Xiaobao tightly and glared at Shen Chi, taking a few steps back.

“…” Shen Chi’s mouth twitched again, was such a big reaction necessary?

Having a son is something to be proud of?

Xiaobao was scared once more and kept his gaze on Xu Chaomu.

Actually, he really wanted to say, this uncle is very gentle…

Shen Chi simply turned around, took a jar of puree from the car, and fed a spoonful to Xiaobao.

“Xiaobao, don’t eat things from strangers,” Xu Chaomu held Xiaobao tightly, watching Shen Chi warily.

But… Xiaobao was so tempted; his eyes glowed as he stared straight at the beautiful jar in Shen Chi’s hand.

“Is this how you’re supposed to be a mother?” Shen Chi frowned, “When Xiaobao grows up, are you going to refuse to let him acknowledge me as his father? Do you want me to tell him that you were my wife, married through a formal ceremony?”

“First, at best you’re just a distant uncle; second, if you don’t want to be a distant uncle, you can be a random passerby; third, I’ll tell him I was tricked into marrying you.”

“Who was the one sneaking into my room all the time before we got married, who was the one secretly kissing me, who was the one crying and hugging my neck?”

“Youthful ignorance.”

“I think you’re even more ignorant now!”

Just then, a taxi came down the road, and Xu Chaomu’s eyes shone as she hailed it, “Hey, driver!”

The taxi immediately stopped, and Xu Chaomu got into the car with Xiaobao, leaving Shen Chi disheveled in the wind.

“Driver, to West Garden.”

“Okay.”

The taxi quickly drove away, but Xiaobao stood on Xu Chaomu’s lap, relentlessly pulling at the window to look outside.

At first, he could still see that handsome uncle; but as the car sped away, soon he couldn’t see the handsome uncle anymore.

Once out of sight, he became anxious; he wanted to eat what the handsome uncle had given him.

Want to eat, want to eat…

He clawed at the glass, not caring if it was dirty or not, almost crying with urgency.

“Hey, Xiaobao, don’t move around, Mommy is taking you home. Are you hungry? Mommy will feed you milk when we get home.”

Xiaobao wouldn’t listen; he didn’t want milk, he wanted to eat the handsome uncle’s puree, which was so delicious…

Therefore, Xiaobao looked out the window longingly, his little expression pitiable.

Xu Chaomu was speechless; Xiaobao had really been spoiled by Shen Chi. She couldn’t afford those things he gave, and if Xiaobao got addicted, wouldn’t he be inseparable from Shen Chi?

In the future, she had to be absolutely wary of Shen Chi.

However, he had just again brought up those things she did in her naive youth, inevitably stirring up endless memories in her.

But memories are just memories; once they’re gone, they don’t come back.

She didn’t want to return to the Shen Family, where there was no peace to be had–not a single day of rest, sometimes not even enough to sustain her through Shen Chi’s temper tantrums.

That man had such a temper, he never indulged her even when she was pregnant.

He never believed that the child in her womb was his; not believing was one thing, but now the child was gone, and he would never believe.

As for that night in the hotel in Paris, let him think he slept with a stranger.