If You Could Hear My Heart

Chapter 785: Chapter 785: Who’s On Top?
 

Xu Chaomu looked at him, seeing his earnest face, but was he truly sincere?

He had said before that the process of making a baby was the most beautiful part.

Therefore, Xu Chaomu couldn’t help but doubt his motives.

“Wait for it, my first child will be a daughter,” Xu Chaomu huffed coldly.

“Oh, if it’s not a daughter, will you not have any more?”

“I said I’d think about it, Shen Chi, why are you in such a hurry? This child isn’t even born yet, and you’re already thinking about the next one.” Xu Chaomu glared at him.

“The more, the better.”

“You think this is a game?”

“That’s settled then, if we don’t have a daughter, we’ll keep trying,” Shen Chi suddenly changed his tone, very domineering.

“Why, why, it’s the man who decides whether it’s a son or a daughter, right?”

Xu Chaomu muttered to herself, resentment in her thoughts—everyone else wants a son, but he insists she must bear a daughter.

“My decision is, we must have a daughter.”

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Yeah, one like her.

“Shen Chi, you’re being unreasonable.”

“Is this your first day meeting me?”

“Shen Chi, you’re shameless.”

“Aren’t you used to it by now?”

“…” Xu Chaomu fell silent, knowing that anything she said would be wrong.

“Shen Chi, were you once an invincible debater?” Xu Chaomu couldn’t help admiring him for the words he had just persuaded her with about having a daughter; she truly felt tempted.

“Not always invincible.”

“Ahaha,” Xu Chaomu laughed, “so there are people you’ve lost to.”

“I haven’t finished speaking,” Shen Chi said, “I’m not always victorious, but when I am, I’m unbeatable.”

“…” Xu Chaomu’s expression was that of having the worst day ever.

No, no, Xu Chaomu rubbed her forehead, already not wanting to talk to this man anymore, just craving some quiet.

Shen Chi drove her to the entrance of a western restaurant.

The restaurant was luxurious, with a line of male waiters standing outside to greet guests, all in uniform black suits and bow ties, standing at attention.

Shen Chi seemed to be a regular here, and a waiter immediately came forward to open his car door.

“Mr. Shen, hello.”

“Hello,” Shen Chi nodded.

After getting out of the car, he helped Xu Chaomu out from the passenger seat.

The waiter went to take Xu Chaomu’s bag from her hand and followed close behind them, very eager.

“Order whatever you want to eat, don’t be polite with me,” Shen Chi told Xu Chaomu once they were seated.

“Of course I won’t be polite, didn’t you say this restaurant belongs to Mr. Ji? You don’t have to pay anyway, right?”

Xu Chaomu picked up the menu, looking at it seriously.

“If Ji Shengxuan had a few more friends like me, wouldn’t he go bankrupt?” Shen Chi’s lips curved into a smirk.

Xu Chaomu was silent, staring at the menu without speaking.

It wasn’t that she didn’t want to talk, but rather, she realized… that she couldn’t understand it.

She put on an awkward smile, handed the menu to Shen Chi, and said humbly, “You order, you order. I’m testing you to see if you remember what I love to eat.”

The curve of Shen Chi’s lips deepened as he bluntly exposed her, “You can’t read French, can you?”

“…” Xu Chaomu got angry, there were waiters still standing by, and she lowered her voice, “Are you really going to embarrass me like this?”

“What’s there to be embarrassed about? After all, you’re not proficient in Chinese either.”

“But my English is very good!”

“If your English were any worse, you’d have starved to death on the streets by now.”

“Shen Chi, you’re sleeping in your own room tonight,” Xu Chaomu turned away, no longer looking at him.

Always opposing her, just opposing her, always just opposing her!

“Where I sleep is up to me, not you,” Shen Chi smirked.

Although the Waterside Pavilion was bought for her, he had keys to every bedroom, so he could do as he pleased.

“Why don’t you ever listen to me?” Xu Chaomu turned back to him, sounding pitiful, “Everyone else has husbands who listen to their wives, but you never listen to me.”

“Are you sure?” After ordering a few dishes, Shen Chi looked at her intently.

“…” Xu Chaomu fell silent.

She already knew what Shen Chi was going to say next—it was all about who’s on top and who’s underneath in bed, where he’d be willing to listen to her.

She felt that she was fast approaching a communication barrier with Shen Chi; in conversations with him, she lost nine out of ten times, and the one time she didn’t was pure luck.

However, she only felt sweet when talking to him.

When speaking with Nie Chenglang, Li Beiting, or Lou Yanli, she was always very genteel, occasionally amusing them with her wit.

But speaking with Shen Chi was different. Even though everyone else was afraid of him, she felt an incredible sense of happiness and relaxation.

She was not afraid of him.

“Where are we going after this?” Xu Chaomu propped her cheek with her hand and asked him.

Shen Chi had just poured himself a glass of red wine, “First, we eat.”

“Oh.” Seeing that he didn’t want to say much for the time being, Xu Chaomu didn’t ask further.

“Fourth Brother, I feel like you’re asking me out on a date.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes, inviting me to dinner at such a romantic French restaurant, isn’t that something that only couples do?”

“Haven’t you ever eaten at this kind of restaurant before?”

“Of course I have, when I was in Paris, Nie… Nie…” Xu Chaomu felt that he had done it on purpose, she had fallen into his trap.

“Nie what?” Shen Chi slowly swirled the wine in his glass.

“As long as you don’t get angry,” Xu Chaomu gave in, “when I was in Paris, Nie Chenglang often took me to this kind of restaurant for meals.”

“Very romantic?”

“No, no, no, not at all romantic, just eating a meal together, sometimes to celebrate getting full marks on a test or being praised by a professor,”

Xu Chaomu smiled, her attention fixed on Shen Chi’s expression.

Talk about anything else and it’s fine, but the moment she brings this up, Shen Chi’s face turns into an iceberg.

“Oh,” Shen Chi replied gruffly.

Uh… Xu Chaomu sweated, what did that “oh” mean?

Just then a few dishes arrived, so Xu Chaomu simply buried herself in eating, no longer looking at him.

Outside the restaurant, cars flowed like water and horses like dragons, the endless stream of traffic dazzled with lights of every hue, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet.

Xu Chaomu quietly ate her food, accompanied by Shen Chi.

She felt that moments like these were precious.

Wishing for times worth looking back on, and to grow old together with deep affection.

Midway through the meal, Shen Chi’s phone rang.

He looked down to see it was his father.

“Achi, don’t come over tonight, your mother and I are both unavailable,” came Shen Cexian’s sharp voice.

Shen Chi kept his expression neutral, turning down the volume so Xu Chaomu wouldn’t hear.

“What I’ve said I’d do, I’ll definitely do,” Shen Chi whispered.

“Then we’re not too pleased to have you.”

“When I really show up, it won’t be up to you to welcome me or not.”

“Achi, don’t be unreasonable.”

Shen Chi’s lips curled upward slightly, “Prepare something in advance.”

“What?” Shen Cexian felt a shiver of foreboding.