If You Could Hear My Heart

Shen Chi's eyes turned cold: "If there's a package like this again in the future, give it directly to me, and don't tell the madam."

"Yes," the servant responded.

Shen Chi handed over the package to them: "Take it and throw it away, as if it didn't exist."

"Yes."

Shen Chi knew without further listening; it was yet another recording reminding Xu Chaomu of her past.

This was also the biggest reason why he wanted to uncover the truth from back then; he didn't want any slight disturbance in the future to unsettle her and make her anxious.

Although the recording was of a male voice, he didn't need to think about who sent it.

It seemed that some people, having been away from C City for so long, still had not given up.

Xu Chaomu, considering that Bai Xuan was her biological father, had given him a chance, but to this day, Bai Xuan had still not provided any response.

It seemed that there were some things Xu Chaomu couldn't do, so he had to take the initiative.

Bai Man was taking advantage of the fact that he couldn't find her whereabouts, provoking his bottom line. Moreover, this was happening around the time Xu Chaomu was about to give birth.

Shen Chi put away the voice recorder; these were matters he absolutely wouldn't let Xu Chaomu know about.

But now they were in the open, and Bai Man was in the dark; he must make a trip to the Bai Family.

Walking towards the window, Shen Chi made a call to Xiao Mo.

"President Shen, are you still at the group?"

"No, I'm at home," Shen Chi said, "The matter I asked you to check last time, it's been a while, how is it coming along?"

"Because the diary didn't specify which hospital, I had to check one by one, the difficulty is really high," Xiao Mo also felt exceptionally troubled.

"You could consider finding someone."

"Who?"

"Mo Shui Fu," Shen Chi said, "She might have some memory of it."

"Alright, I'll try."

"Besides that, no other information?" Shen Chi said gravely.

"Yes... there's nothing for now."

Shen Chi frowned, wondering when Xiao Mo's efficiency had become so low. After such a long time had passed, it was inconceivable that he hadn't found even a trace.

It seemed that Xiao Mo was really distracted lately.

"Alright, still the same arrangement as before, don't let Chaomu know about this," Shen Chi said.

"I know."

"Mm," Shen Chi hung up the phone.

Xiao Mo fell silent for a while; he indeed had people looking into it, but from numerous hospitals seventeen years ago, he couldn't determine which one it was, let alone proceed with further steps.

This task was too difficult, it seemed, just as Shen Chi had suggested, he could ask Mo Shui Fu.

Not just Mo Shui Fu, that so-called witness from before could also be questioned.

Thinking so, Xiao Mo immediately called his subordinate.

After explaining the matter again, Xiao Mo finally felt at ease.

Remembering that tomorrow was Saturday, tomorrow he had planned to take Xia Chuqing to see lavender.

Thinking of this, Xiao Mo's lips curled into a smile, and after sipping some red wine, his gaze involuntarily lingered on the sofa she had once slept on.

What he felt for Xia Chuqing, he was very clear about now.

Only after finishing the red wine in his glass did Xiao Mo go upstairs.

He searched in the closet and finally found the SLR camera he had bought during his university days at the Photography Association.

He hadn't touched this thing for many years, Xiao Mo wondered if he could still pick it up. After thinking about it for a while, fortunately, it wasn't too unfamiliar.

During his university days, he was just like ordinary people, joining many clubs, such as the Photography Association, the Taekwondo Association, the Calligraphy Association... He had joined various kinds of clubs and he was even the president of the Student Union from his freshman to junior year.

Recalling those youthful days, Xiao Mo couldn't help but smile.

He snapped photos of the objects in his room for a while; Xiao Mo checked them and thought they weren't bad, just a bit monochromatic.

Another day, he might put some flowers in his bedroom.

But then he laughed at the thought, what was a grown man doing caring for flowers?

Before going to sleep, Xiao Mo sent Chuqing a message: "See you tomorrow morning."

Chuqing hadn't fallen asleep yet when she received the message. Lying alone in her cold dorm room, she tossed and turned restlessly.

Does this count as a date? She told herself in her heart that it didn't.

A date is when both people are willing, and that wasn't the case with her and Xiao Mo.

Forced melons are never sweet; she would just treat it as hanging out with a friend tomorrow.

But that night, Chuqing still suffered from insomnia.

She wasn't normally someone who had trouble sleeping, but she couldn't recall how many times she had lost sleep over Xiao Mo...

It wasn't until the very early hours of two or three in the morning that Chuqing finally fell into a deep sleep.

However, she forgot to set an alarm, and by the time Xiao Mo's car had arrived downstairs at her dormitory, she was only awakened by Xiao Mo's phone call.

"I'm downstairs."

"I... overslept..." Chuqing hurriedly got out of bed, "Sorry, sorry..."

"You're quite negligent about this date," Xiao Mo said, mildly smiling.

"I don't think this is a date."

"Come down first," Xiao Mo could feel Chuqing bustling about even through the phone.

Chuqing hung up the call, tossed her phone aside, and quickly got dressed and washed up.

The Blue Enchantress Xiao Mo gave her was nearly withered, but still, she kept the flowers in the vase. She planned to preserve them in a book as a memory once they dried.

Who doesn't cling to something in their youth...

Chuqing picked a simple, fresh dress, casually slipped on a pair of white shoes, grabbed a small shoulder bag, and hastily went downstairs.

Sure enough, Xiao Mo was leaning against the car waiting for her.

The sunlight was dazzling, so Xiao Mo wore sunglasses.

Seeing Chuqing approach, he slightly curled his lips.

Chuqing was startled, damn, why did he have to be so handsome?

A young girl's heart fluttered again; even in casual attire, Xiao Mo looked extremely handsome.

How many women can resist the charm of a handsome man? Chuqing admitted she was superficial to the extreme.

Chuqing was wearing a sun hat, and Xiao Mo eyed her, her style as youthful and beautiful as always.

"Get in the car," Xiao Mo opened the passenger's door for her.

Chuqing hesitated for a moment, then put her hand on the backseat door: "I'll sit in the back."

The passenger seat was reserved for a loved one in the future, a statement she had made before, and she wasn't about to contradict herself so quickly.

Xiao Mo seemed to have forgotten as he grabbed her by the arm and firmly pushed her into the passenger seat. His grip was strong, his movements domineering, giving Chuqing no chance to resist.

With a bang, he closed the car door.

Chuqing glared at him fiercely: "You hurt me!"

"Not as much as when you bit me."

"You!" Chuqing hadn't expected him to hold a grudge.

However, with his sunglasses on, she couldn't see the expression in his eyes, his face as calm as always.

The car drove from the school towards the suburbs, the road becoming quieter and the scenery more and more beautiful.

Chuqing sneaked a few peeks at Xiao Mo, decently pleasing to the eye.

The weather was perfect, the sunlight warm, with continuous chirping of cicadas all along the way.