If You Could Hear My Heart

Chapter 525: Chapter 525: Buying for your daughter

A pure white, without any decoration on the surface of the shoe, especially elegant and grandiose.

She really liked white high heels, and she’d liked them since her time abroad.

Such white, untainted by even a speck of dust.

She walked over to the full-length mirror, carrying the shoes, slipped off her slippers, and put on the high heels.

Being pregnant, she hadn’t worn high heels for quite a while.

Not too big, not too small, they fit perfectly.

Standing in front of the full-length mirror, the eight-inch heels made her exceptionally tall, outlining her beautiful figure.

Unexpectedly, Shen Chi knew her shoe size.

The corners of her lips curled up, her smile filled with sweetness and contentment.

The high heels matched her pink long dress, and as she walked gently in front of the mirror, she resembled a little princess.

They say a woman dresses for the one who pleases her; at this moment, she particularly wanted to call someone to come and see, to find out if she looked pretty.

After walking for quite a while, she couldn’t bear to take the shoes off.

There was an itch in her heart; she really wanted to call someone over to see.

Biting her lower lip, she made up her mind and eventually opened the bedroom door.

Walking to the stairway, she saw Shen Chi still sitting on the sofa, a thin laptop on his thighs.

“Still working so late,” Xu Chaomu mumbled.

She leaned on the banister, tilting her head, quietly observing him on the couch.

From her angle, she could perfectly see Shen Chi’s back.

His back was straight as a rod, the dark-colored shirt accentuated his slender physique.

His legs were crossed slightly and the laptop was set on top of his thighs.

His long, good-looking hands tapped on the laptop keyboard, occasionally flipping through a PPT.

She stood upstairs for a good while, but Shen Chi didn’t notice her.

The atmosphere was so serene, even the dust seemed to be silently suspended in mid-air.

When he was focused on work, he was especially serious. They say a man who is earnest is the most charming: Xu Chaomu watched him until the corners of her lips curled up in a beaming smile.

Shen Chi, like this, presented a persona worth indulging in – far more agreeable than when he spoke venomously.

He was still the man she knew before, but now there was an added maturity and steadiness to him.

There she stood, silent at the top of the staircase, watching him from above.

She didn’t know how long had passed before Shen Chi finished his work, closed his laptop, and upon lifting his head, saw Xu Chaomu smiling brightly at him.

Her smile touched the softest part of his heart.

“Why haven’t you gone to bed yet?” Shen Chi asked, looking up.

Xu Chaomu said nothing, only smiled.

Although this man could be quite annoying during their arguments, considering his willingness to admit his mistakes, she let it go.

“Waiting for me to come to bed?” someone said indifferently.

“Who needs you to come to bed!” Xu Chaomu snapped.

Shen Chi packed up his laptop, preparing to come upstairs.

As he slowly made his way up, Xu Chaomu asked him, “Do you think I look pretty?”

“Pretty.”

“Which part is pretty?”

“Every part is pretty.”

“So do you think I’m pretty right now?”

“Not pretty.”

“Why?”

“Because you’re wearing clothes,” he said without lifting his head.

“…” Xu Chaomu’s mouth twitched, longing for a proper conversation.

Just as he approached her, she blocked his path.

Shen Chi paused, wearing a grin that was not quite a smile, and stopped in his tracks.

“Look again, am I pretty now?” Xu Chaomu shifted her feet, reminding him to look at her shoes!

“If you take off your clothes, then you’ll be pretty,” Shen Chi said dead seriously.

“Shen Chi, I’m speaking seriously to you,” Xu Chaomu said angrily.

“So am I.”

“Alright, alright,” Xu Chaomu conceded. “Do my shoes look nice? Do they fit well?”

She smiled beautifully, resting one hand on the banister and slightly lifting her skirt to raise one foot.

Under the radiant light, the white high heels glistened a lustrous sheen.

Xu Chaomu liked them more and more, couldn’t help but look down at them a few more times.

“Take them off!” Shen Chi frowned and said coldly.

Pregnant and daring to wear high heels!

“Don’t they look nice?” Xu Chaomu muttered, damning his attitude.

Shen Chi kept a stern face and didn’t respond. He took a few steps up the stairs and, reaching her, scooped her up in his arms and carried her into the room.

“Put me down, hm? I haven’t worn them enough yet, I still want to wear them.”

“So you don’t care about our baby anymore?” Shen Chi scolded her.

“I just want to wear them for a little while.”

“No way!”

Shen Chi was resolute: being pregnant means not wearing high heels. And besides, the baby inside her was just three months along, the most precarious time.

He pushed open the door and gently laid her down on the large bed.

He immediately removed the white high heels from her feet.

“You haven’t said yet whether they look good or not!” Xu Chaomu argued.

“They look good,” Shen Chi said, not lifting his gaze as he put away the shoes in the shoe cabinet.

“You’re not being sincere. Look into my eyes and tell me, do they look good?” Xu Chaomu was relentless.

“If you dare wear them again, I’ll break your legs,” Shen Chi said coldly.

“How fierce,” Xu Chaomu pouted.

After putting away the shoes, Shen Chi stood up, looking down at her from a height.

“Are you going to wear them again or not?” he asked, cold as ice.

Xu Chaomu quickly shakes her head, vigorously like a bobble-head doll: “No, I won’t wear them.”

“Hm,” he said, his expression softening a bit.

“Who told you to buy so many high heels,” Xu Chaomu grumbled.

All these high heels in the shoe cabinet, weren’t they all bought for her to wear?

“They weren’t bought for you.”

“Then who were they bought for?” Xu Chaomu didn’t buy it.

“They were bought for your daughter.”

“By the time my daughter can wear high heels, I’ll be old,” Xu Chaomu said, her head drooping sadly.

When she got old, who would be by her side then?

She didn’t know, and she had never thought about something so distant…

“Alright, take a bath and go to bed.”

Shen Chi stopped teasing her and took out a clean set of pajamas from the wardrobe.

Xu Chaomu took the pajamas from his hand, pouted, and went into the bathroom.

In the bathroom, everything was well-prepared, nothing amiss. She turned on the shower, adjusted to a suitable temperature, and started bathing.

Shen Chi did not leave; once he heard the sound of the water in the bathroom, he took Xu Chaomu’s phone from his pocket.

He first skimmed through the recent call history, finding nothing suspicious.

He then checked the messages, also not finding much of interest.

It wasn’t until he opened the social media app, that he saw Nie Chenglang’s name at the top.

Xu Chaomu had Nie Chenglang saved in her contacts simply as “Chenglang,” which he immediately spotted.

The most recent were a few voice messages, which he started to play.

“Chaomu, I have a fever, can you bring me some medicine? I’m at home.”

“Alright, I’ll be right over.”

“Thank you.”

“You wait for me.”

So, the medicine she had bought was indeed meant for Nie Chenglang, planning to personally deliver it even late at night.

She really did seem to care about him.

If he were ill and feverish, would she have the same concern?

Shen Chi felt unexpectedly uncomfortable and continued scrolling through their conversation.