If You Could Hear My Heart-Chapter 521 - : Your Apology Lacks Sincerity

Chapter 521: Chapter 521: Your Apology Lacks Sincerity

The result was, of course, that she could not outmatch Shen Chi.

She was petite and ended up shoved onto a chair by him.

And then the storybook was torn by him.

She cried pitifully for a long time, no longer willing to explain anything to him. Once he made up his mind, he would not change.

He accused her of copying homework, he said she was reading extracurricular books—so that was what she was doing, copying homework, reading extracurricular books.

No matter how she explained, it was all just a cover-up.

For several days, she did not speak to him again.

Latter on… how did they make up? She couldn’t quite remember.

It seemed that it was she who had the thicker skin, and after a few days, she forgot about the whole thing and went merrily looking for him to play.

He seemed to forget about it too. When she came to him, he would spend time with her.

So many years had passed, and Shen Chi’s personality hadn’t changed at all.

No matter what it was, as long as he found it displeasing, whether she was right or wrong, he would invariably show her his cold shoulder.

In the past, she had thicker skin and would forget after being scolded by him, but now, she also had her own freedom and dignity.

Walking along the road, Xu Chaomu’s heart was slowly cooling off…

The evening breeze gently lifted her long hair, the strands brushing against her ears, and she raised her hand to tuck them behind her ears.

Without knowing how long she had walked, she wandered aimlessly…

Suddenly, a black Rolls-Royce stopped next to her!

Under the night sky, the black Rolls-Royce appeared like an emperor arriving by her side, and she halted in her steps.

At first glance, she saw the body of the Rolls-Royce; at the second, she saw the man in the driver’s seat!

Shen Chi!

Tch.

She turned her head away, no longer looking at him, and continued to walk along the side of the road.

The trees were lush, and a pale streak of light had appeared in the sky. Soon, the sun would rise.

She walked attentively with her head lowered, and Shen Chi slowly followed alongside her in his car.

After Xu Chaomu walked a dozen steps, Shen Chi’s car moved a dozen steps as well.

Finally, she stopped and turned to look at him.

Shen Chi looked handsome and graceful in the driver’s seat, his bright, intent gaze fixed ahead. The interior light was on, and his long, fair hands rested lightly on the steering wheel; his profile was captivating.

Xu Chaomu stood amid the night, watching him.

The window of the Rolls-Royce gradually rolled down, and he slowly turned his head.

“Get in,” said Shen Chi, giving her a cool glance.

A gust of wind came, perfectly catching Xu Chaomu’s long dress and hair, the hem fluttering in the breeze against a backdrop of greenery, rendering her under the streetlight exceptionally gentle and serene.

Shen Chi’s lips curved up slightly. She was just like an apparently natural and innocuous cute cat, but in reality, her little claws were especially sharp.

One day, he must blunt those claws of hers.

Xu Chaomu stood next to the car, silently watching him.

She moved her lips slightly, said nothing, and gave no indication of response. She pouted; the man’s inherent nature hadn’t changed at all.

Seeing no reaction from her, Shen Chi’s icy gaze flicked over. “Not getting in?” he asked.

“You owe me an apology,” Xu Chaomu declared defiantly.

“Fine, I apologize,” Shen Chi said reluctantly.

His things, he couldn’t even touch now—she really had grown up.

“No sincerity!” Xu Chaomu raised her voice and exclaimed.

With a “clang,” Shen Chi kept a straight face and abruptly opened the car door, jumping out of the driver’s seat.

Dealing with Xu Chaomu always required force. It had been true before and was still true now.

As soon as he got out of the car, he walked straight over to her.

Xu Chaomu was so frightened that she immediately ran; she didn’t want to be caught by Shen Chi. But she could not outrun him, and after only a few steps, he caught her.

Shen Chi picked her up, opened the passenger door, placed her securely in the passenger seat, fastened her seatbelt, and while she was distracted, planted a kiss on her forehead.

The entire process was smooth and uninterrupted, and Xu Chaomu hadn’t had time to react.

She sat dumbfounded in the passenger seat while Shen Chi had already turned back to the driver’s seat.

He started the car, turned it around, and drove back.

“Shen Chi, your apology lacked sincerity,” Xu Chaomu reiterated, raising her voice again.

“How should I apologize then?” Shen Chi asked, looking ahead at the road, his tone indifferent.

Xu Chaomu was really frustrated. Didn’t this man even know how to apologize?

No wonder—he had always been superior since childhood, always having others apologize to him; how would he know how to apologize to someone else?

“Say, ‘I was wrong,'” Xu Chaomu turned to him, blinked her eyes, and seriously instructed him.

“You were wrong,” Shen Chi mimicked her tone.

“…” Xu Chaomu furiously fumed; he was doing it on purpose!

“No, no, it’s ‘I was wrong,'” she corrected him again.

“Oh, I forgive you,” Shen Chi said earnestly.

Damn! Xu Chaomu was fuming with rage, a little flame in her chest sputtering and surging up!

This man was doing it deliberately, definitely deliberately!

A hint of an upturn curved Shen Chi’s lips, a sense of warmth akin to a spring breeze slowly diffusing in his chest…

Xu Chaomu still didn’t want to deal with him; she turned her head and looked out the window at everything.

The pale streak of light in the sky grew brighter and brighter, and soon, the sun would rise.

By now, birds were chirping incessantly, occasionally flying past their car and gathering in flocks on the treetops.

Xu Chaomu hadn’t walked far, and soon, the car returned to the Waterside Pavilion.

Shen Chi maneuvered the steering wheel, driving the car into the garage.

He had not apologized to her, and her heart was still stubborn because he had said, “After all, the child in your belly isn’t mine, Shen Chi’s; I have no need to care about you and your child. Since you like it outside, just stay there.”

Feeling uneasy, she picked up a small cat toy from the front of his car and threw it at him!

Shen Chi had just parked the car when he caught the toy she threw at him, helplessly curving his lips upward.

“Still angry?” he asked her.

“No,” she replied tersely.

“Then get out and go back to sleep,” Shen Chi said as he prepared to open the car door.

“Wait,” Xu Chaomu stopped him with an indifferent expression. “I remember what you said earlier.”

After she spoke, she opened the car door without looking back.

He didn’t allow her to leave, so she walked toward the Waterside Pavilion, carrying her handbag.

At this time, the Pavilion was deserted, the servants were all asleep. It wasn’t as grand as the Shen Family’s estate, nor were the paths as winding. Although she had only been here once five years ago, she still remembered it.

Nothing much had changed here, except the trees had grown more luxuriant. Everything else remained as it had been before.

But Shen Chi was taken aback. What did he say? He had said too much; which statement was she referring to?

Xu Chaomu continued walking forward, saw the open door of the living room, and walked in.

A pair of clean women’s slippers were placed at the entrance. Xu Chaomu hesitated for a moment, leaning against the wall, unsure whether to change into them or not.

Shen Chi caught up from behind. He bent down and placed the pair of slippers at her feet.