If You Could Hear My Heart
Chapter 970 - Chapter 970 Chapter 970 What a Coincidence

Chapter 970: Chapter 970 What a Coincidence Chapter 970: Chapter 970 What a Coincidence The police officers looked at each other, bewildered. After just twenty minutes of negotiation, Shen Chi had already taken a dominant position.

Shouldn’t they be the ones dictating the terms?

It was on Shen Group’s turf that they had discovered illegal items, but now, they were the ones in a passive state!

The officers exchanged glances, but no one reached for the document Xiao Mo passed over.

Shen Chi glanced at his watch, giving them a minute.

Still no movement, Shen Chi said impatiently, “It’s almost midnight, I think everyone wants to finish up early.”

Xiao Mo decisively pushed the document directly in front of the centrally seated officer who had the authority to speak, his attitude unyieldingly firm.

“When I say three days, I can certainly give you a satisfactory explanation within three days,” Shen Chi continued, his tone growing harsher.

He did not like to hassle with others, as they were all part of society–he preferred clever people who got it right away.

“This…” The officer in the middle looked at Shen Chi, then at Xiao Mo, and finally his gaze landed on the document.

However, one of the officers was quite astute. He immediately said, “Since President Shen has given us a deadline, we trust President Shen, so we can sign this amicable agreement.”

Shen Chi scoffed coldly, saying nothing.

The few officers did sign the document, then handed over the signed copies to Xiao Mo.

“It’s getting late, shall I have someone escort you all?” Shen Chi stood up.

His meaning was clear–he was giving them the order to leave!

They could leave on his terms, or on their own!

Shen Chi certainly wouldn’t allow them to stay in the factory, as it would not only affect work, but if the media got wind of it by accident, Shen’s shares would surely plummet!

“President Shen, please, no need to bother; we have our own car,” one of them said.

“Then I won’t see you out.”

The group pushed open the door, gathered their belongings, and left the scene.

Xiao Mo just saw them to the door then turned back.

“President Shen, don’t worry, I’ll handle this matter and it won’t affect the group,” Xiao Mo said.

“I naturally trust you to handle things,” Shen Chi replied, “take a seat.”

“President Shen, is there anything else you would like to instruct? If you’re too tired, you might want to rest first.”

“I won’t be in the country for a while, I probably won’t be back until after the new year. I need to make things clear to you regarding Shen Shihan’s matter,” Shen Chi said.

At this moment, only Shen Chi and Xiao Mo were in the reception room. Shen Chi directly explained to Xiao Mo the stakes and the way to handle them.

Shen Chi talked while Xiao Mo listened.

The two discussed for a long time, with Xiao Mo jotting down quite a few notes in his notebook.

Shen Shihan was a significant thorn in Shen Chi’s side, and Xiao Mo was acutely aware of it.

In the past, Shen Chi wasn’t so ruthless. He had given Shen Shihan many chances. But now, he was not planning to do so any longer, even if Shen Shihan was his and Xu Chaomu’s older brother and Mo Shuifu’s husband. It was a path Shen Shihan chose himself, and whatever the consequences, he had to bear them alone!

Moreover, this time, Shen Chi did not intend to let Shen Shihan off.

Whether it was imprisonment or the death penalty, Shen Chi would not have any sympathy for Shen Shihan!

“President Shen, you can go to Sydney with peace of mind. I’ll handle everything here,” Xiao Mo said.

It was almost two in the morning when the two finally stopped discussing.

Xiao Mo was a smart person; he understood many things without Shen Chi having to spell them out.

Therefore, Shen Chi was very comfortable leaving matters in Xiao Mo’s hands.

Shen Chi stood up and looked out the window.

Outside, the darkness was profound, occasionally punctuated by the chirping of insects. The cold wind seemed even colder in this remote wasteland.

The sky was void of stars and moon, casting the surroundings into a darkness so thick it swallowed up any light.

“All right, you should head home as well,” Shen Chi said to Xiao Mo.

“Mr. Shen, let me take you to the hotel,”

“I’ll have Old Cheng take me there, you’ve been busy for so many days, remember to rest,” Shen Chi patted his shoulder.

He pushed open the door to the reception room and walked out.

As soon as he came out, the cold wind blew on his face, and then snuck into his neck from the collar of his coat.

He pulled up his collar, hands buried in his coat pockets, and walked towards the Maybach parked not far away.

Old Cheng drove Shen Chi to the hotel to rest. At this point, he knew that Xu Chaomu must be sound asleep.

The thought of Xu Chaomu brought a rising arc to Shen Chi’s lips.

He missed her so much…

Shen Chi rested in the hotel for a few hours and arrived at the airport at five thirty.

“Old Cheng, you can go back to rest, don’t worry about me,” Shen Chi said to Old Cheng.

“Mr. Shen, I’ll stay and accompany you until the plane takes off, then I’ll leave.”

“No need, go back.”

Old Cheng couldn’t argue with Shen Chi, so he nodded, “Then, Mr. Shen, I’ll head back first. Take care.”

“Mhm.”

Shen Chi carried his briefcase by himself toward the waiting room, and Old Cheng, shaking his head, reluctantly walked away into the crowd.

Although it was still early winter morning, the airport’s bustle was not diminished. People were moving about, and others lay sleeping in chairs.

The hall was filled with the sound of announcements, and Shen Chi, mixed among the crowd, carried his briefcase, walking straight ahead.

…

Xu Chaomu’s flight had landed at five ten in the morning. Today, the weather was fairly good; there was no frost or dew, and everything around was very dry.

Having deplaned, Xu Chaomu of course headed towards the exit with practiced ease.

She intended to leave the airport and take the earliest bus to Jin City.

Now that she was back in C City from Paris, Xu Chaomu felt a warmth in her eyes, and looking around, she felt both familiarity and strangeness.

It’s really cold at home, she thought, wrapping herself in a thick scarf that covered most of her face.

Her large grape-like purple eyes showed outside, occasionally glancing at the people in the airport.

She was like a tiny ant, disappearing into the crowd without a trace.

Carrying her handbag, she found the exit.

But, just as she happened to look up, she saw a familiar figure!

Yes, a figure too familiar to mistake!

Shen Chi!

This man seemingly carried an innate dazzling aura, making it difficult for him not to draw attention.

Xu Chaomu had watched him for so many years, she even knew his shoe size–there was absolutely no possibility of mistaking him.

Shen Chi had changed into a subdued, long black coat, but even so, he still attracted the gaze of countless young girls around him.

Shen Chi, probably accustomed to such scenes, kept his head down, his face cold and silent, walking towards his destination.

Xu Chaomu watched his gradually receding figure, which carried a touch of loneliness and desolation, and felt her heart tremble and her throat instantly fill with a sourness.

Was he already on his way to Sydney?

However, they were merely passing each other by.

It’s just, she had never imagined that she would have such an unexpected encounter with him at the airport.

What a coincidence this was…

She stared at the retreating figure in the crowd until it disappeared from view.