If You Could Hear My Heart
Chapter 984 - Chapter 984 Chapter 984 Didnt Even Know He Had a Son

Chapter 984: Chapter 984: Didn’t Even Know He Had a Son Chapter 984: Chapter 984: Didn’t Even Know He Had a Son “Get the hell out!” one of the men signaled to the woman with his eyes!

This woman glanced at Shen Chi with the corner of her eye, holy smokes, beneath the haze of smoke, this man was keeping a cold face, emanating a chilling coldness all over, his complexion was very poor, and his attitude was no better.

But she knew she was no match for him and still scrambled and stumbled out of the private room.

Yet she was truly indignant, such a bad temper, such a strong reaction, was it because he was impotent?

She adjusted the slipping strap on her shoulder and left with a face still full of dissatisfaction.

Inside the private room, several men exchanged glances. They all saw it–the woman hadn’t really done anything yet, but President Shen flared up so violently.

It seemed that the rumors were true after all; President Shen wasn’t interested in women, he seemed to have little interest in them.

They wondered if President Shen was also so disinterested in his own Mrs. Shen from his family? Everyone was particularly curious.

“President Shen, calm down. Don’t stoop to the level of a newcomer. Come on, let’s continue!” a man came over to pick up the cards for Shen Chi.

Shen Chi flicked his hand away and said coldly, “You play!”

He walked to the couch, lit a new cigarette, and lazily leaned on the sofa.

He knew his reaction had been a bit excessive just now, but it was probably a burst of the temper he had been suppressing for so long, having reached its limit.

The rest of the men dared not urge him further; if they did, things would blow up.

They continued playing cards while Shen Chi smoked in silent displeasure.

For a moment, the smell of tobacco in the private room grew even stronger, blended with the room full of perfume, makeup, and alcohol!

He looked toward the wall, a bitter sneer spilling over the corner of his lips.

Before his eyes, her silhouette persisted, impossible to chase away no matter how hard he tried.

Her heart was much crueler than his.

The New Year was nearly upon them, and she left without saying a word, leaving him here… to spend the New Year alone.

Did she think that without her, he could live a better life? How presumptuous!

The room was filled with noise, everyone was in high spirits, engrossed in the game of cards.

But they all kept glancing at Shen Chi secretly, not daring to make a sound, afraid of stirring up trouble.

Shen Chi was clearly not in the right state; they exchanged looks but remained silent.

That night, the private room was bustling, filled with the voices of men and women, screams, cheers, and the sound of cards being played…

Shen Chi, however, turned a deaf ear; his heart was abruptly aching, twitching with pain.

He missed her…

While everyone else played cards and tossed dice, Shen Chi smoked and drank by himself on the couch. After several bottles, he began to feel tipsy.

By the time it was midnight, Shen Chi was still drowning his sorrows with drink, occasionally joining them for a few rounds of dice.

However, he always won, even when he was drunk; the other men began to fear him.

“Isn’t Ji Shengxuan around?” Shen Chi asked indifferently in the middle of the game.

They hadn’t seen Ji Shengxuan all evening and he knew he was here, yet he didn’t come over to join him.

“President Shen, Mr. Ji went abroad for a vacation. You know how carefree he is,” someone replied.

“Carefree my ass, he doesn’t even know he has a son,” Shen Chi retorted with a mock, his voice showing hints of his drunken state.

Err… The men exchanged looks–was President Shen drunk?

Since when did Mr. Ji have a son? Could it be an illegitimate child?

But Mr. Ji was not the type to womanize; it was unlikely for him to have an illegitimate child.

“I am not necessarily better than him,” Shen Chi added softly, with a bitter smile.

“President Shen, President Shen, please drink less, you’ve had too much tonight,” the men felt Shen Chi was quite drunk.

They helped Shen Chi back onto the sofa, which suited them just fine; Shen Chi didn’t participate much that night but had won quite a bit of money from them.

A few people discussed quietly: “Who’s going to take President Shen home later?”

“Call Shen Chi’s driver, Old Cheng.”

“Isn’t his driver back home for the New Year?”

“I’ll try calling Xiao Mo.”

“Won’t the secretary go home for the New Year?”

“I heard that Xiao Mo isn’t going back home,” the person said.

After speaking, he stepped out of the private room and made a call to Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo indeed hadn’t gone back, and at this point, he was planning to rest.

Having found Xu Chaomu, he felt no more pressure, nor did he need to stay up all night feeling uneasy like he had in the previous days. But he knew someone else was still feeling uneasy.

“Mr. Chen, is there something you need?”

“Secretary Xiao, are you in C City? Your boss is drunk, at Weiyang. See if you can come over and take him home.”

Drunk? Xiao Mo shook his head.

“Alright, I’ll be right there.”

“Great!”

Xiao Mo put on his coat again and left his house. Glancing at the clock, he saw it was already half past midnight. Shen Chi really could drink.

On his way there, he made a call to Xu Chaomu.

Xu Chaomu said she got a new number, known only to him and Xia Chuqing.

Xu Chaomu was already asleep and sleepily answered the phone.

“Chaomu.”

“Xiao Mo… it’s so late, haven’t you slept yet?”

“I’m going to the club to pick up Shen Chi, he’s drunk.”

“Oh…” Xu Chaomu responded, not sure what else to say.

“Don’t you care?” Xiao Mo asked.

Xiao Mo gazed straight ahead, his deep eyes carrying a touch of indifference and a hint of hidden melancholy.

When he uttered those three words, his chest ached sharply.

But he had always hoped that Shen Chi and Xu Chaomu could be happy together.

“I care about you, having to go pick him up so late,” Xu Chaomu joked nonchalantly.

“Heh.” Xiao Mo laughed and shook his head.

“If possible, you should talk to him. You know, I won’t go back this time. I thought I would have more courage to face things with him after the child was born, but now, all that courage is gone, Xiao Mo. You should understand.”

Xiao Mo laughed: “I understand, that’s why I won’t persuade you anymore.”

“Xiao Mo, you’re so smart. You should start your own business instead of following someone around, bothering people so late at night,” Xu Chaomu teased.

“I’ve never seen anyone as bad as you,” Xiao Mo laughed.

“Then I’m going back to sleep,” Xu Chaomu said drowsily.

“Alright, good night.”

Xiao Mo hung up, and Xu Chaomu tossed her phone beside her pillow.

However, Xiao Mo’s call had somehow stirred her heart, and she lay in bed, restless.

After Xiao Mo picked up Shen Chi from Weiyang and took him back to the Shen Family home, he drove away alone.

He really didn’t know if it would be as Xu Chaomu said, that after some time, Shen Chi would stop thinking about her.

Xu Chaomu said that she had left Shen Chi twice, and he must hate her to the bone. For a woman he hated that much, it wouldn’t take long before he stopped loving her.

Xu Chaomu also said not to be fooled by Shen Chi’s current facade, that time was the best healer.

Xiao Mo didn’t understand, is love… like this?