If You Could Hear My Heart-Chapter 881 - This Girl is Being Cautious Around

Chapter 881: Chapter 881: This Girl is Being Cautious Around Shen Chi

Chapter 881 -881: This Girl is Being Cautious Around Shen Chi

Xu Chaomu’s face turned red with anger. She had truly never encountered someone as shameless as this, so nonchalant.

“What grudge did you have against my mother? Why did you treat her that way?” Xu Chaomu couldn’t hold back any longer, she finally shouted hysterically.

Fortunately, this spot was secluded and there weren’t many people around in the afternoon, so no one noticed them.

Compared to Zhou Ran’s indifference, Xu Chaomu was a bit agitated; she had always been unable to remain calm about this matter.

“There is neither grudge nor hatred. This incident happened thirteen years ago. If you still want to pursue it, you will be disappointed,” Zhou Ran said lightly.

Xu Chaomu couldn’t understand her meaning, but she couldn’t calm the emotions inside her.

“Then tell me, did you really see my mother before that accident?” Xu Chaomu asked.

“Alright, if you just want to ask about these things, then you can leave. I’ve paid for the tea, please go back. You shouldn’t be running around with a big belly like that. Otherwise, if you end up losing the child, it will still be blamed on me,” Zhou Ran said unapologetically.

Regarding the incident thirteen years ago, she didn’t want to say much; filled with regret as she was.

But regret was ultimately futile. Everything since then had already happened, and Achi was now together with this girl.

“You really won’t say anything? How about we meet in court then?” Desperation filled Xu Chaomu’s eyes.

She was just saying it, knowing she couldn’t follow through.

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“If that’s the case, I await at your convenience,” Zhou Ran replied indifferently. “But for now, I don’t really want to see you, so you can leave.”

Xu Chaomu gritted her teeth, supporting herself on the chair as she stood up, her eyes full of indifference and anger.

Seeing Zhou Ran’s lack of remorse and her unpleasant attitude, Xu Chaomu really wanted to throw the fruit tea in front of her at her.

She clenched her fists, looking at Zhou Ran with such indifference.

Perhaps it was her unfriendly aura that made Zhou Ran laugh coldly as well. “Don’t look at me like that. We haven’t had much to do with each other in these thirteen years. You were never meant to be part of the Shen Family. In at least one way, you should be grateful to me. If I hadn’t brought you back then, would you have met Achi?”

Xu Chaomu couldn’t think of a comeback for a moment. Yes, if not for Zhou Ran, she wouldn’t have met Shen Chi.

Of course, if not for Zhou Ran, her mother also wouldn’t have had that accident.

“That’s two different things, don’t confuse them,” Xu Chaomu frowned.

“What am I confusing? I just feel that you should leave now,” Zhou Ran said decidedly, hurryingly Xu Chaomu away.

“Oh, right, take this diary with you,” Zhou Ran added lightly.

Xu Chaomu’s entire being radiated anger, not that Zhou Ran failed to sense it; she just no longer wanted to deal with these matters. The incident from thirteen years ago was already enough to make her regret for a lifetime.

Because of that incident, she had lost her own son; what more could she say.

Xu Chaomu’s eyes reddened with suppressed rage, biting her teeth as she continued to stare at Zhou Ran.

Under her sharp, knife-like gaze, Zhou Ran remained utterly calm, as if nothing had happened, just having an afternoon tea.

She sipped her coffee serenely, the sunlight shining on her face as she squinted her eyes slightly.

Xu Chaomu stood opposite her, hand resting on the fruit tea cup.

Her hand was shaking, tremulously so.

She recalled the time in the hospital when Zhou Ran had slapped her.

At this moment, she really wanted to hurl the hot tea in her hand. Even if she moved on from her mother’s incident, it would somewhat ease her heart.

Powerless to act against the criminal right before her eyes, she had to choose to give up; only she could understand the pain wrenching her heart.

Her hand lingered on the tea cup, feeling the warmth transferred from the cup’s edge.

She wanted to throw the fruit tea…

But Zhou Ran was not Bai Man. Facing Bai Man, she could be impolite without hesitation, but facing Zhou Ran, she couldn’t be so calm and resolute.

She was Shen Chi’s biological mother after all…

Zhou Ran still remained composed, observing everything quietly. This girl was still holding back because of Shen Chi.

Just then, someone strode up the stairs, his presence dominating. Before he even stood next to Xu Chaomu, she already felt him.

The aura he carried was cold and domineering, bringing with it a gust of chilly wind as he approached.

Upon turning her head, sure enough, it was Shen Chi.

A trace of surprise flickered in her eyes; how had he returned.

Even with a hint of travel-weary dust on his face, his handsome features could not be concealed.

When he stood in front of her, his brows furrowed, and he fixed his deep eyes, dark as black holes, on her.

“Fourth… Fourth Brother, how did you come back?” Xu Chaomu’s hand, holding the cup, trembled slightly.

How could he suddenly return like this, wasn’t he supposed to be home by evening at the earliest…

“Why aren’t you resting at home for your pregnancy?” Shen Chi’s voice deepened.

“I just wanted to speak a few words with Aunt Zhou,” Xu Chaomu replied.

“No need to say more.” At this point, Zhou Ran stood up. “Since Achi has come looking, might as well tell the truth.”

Shen Chi raised his eyes; within his deep, obsidian gaze lay endless coldness. When he had just come up, he had seen the two women appear to be in a dispute.

At that moment, the surroundings fell silent, except for the noise of the bustling traffic from the street outside, sounding like flowing water and galloping horses.

Xu Chaomu’s heart pounded, her hand slipping from the cup.

Zhou Ran picked up the diary from the table that Xu Chaomu hadn’t yet managed to put away and slapped it in front of Shen Chi with a “smack” on the table.

Her emotion remained contained, her calmly made-up face was like a serene begonia, undisturbed.

“Your wife came to talk to me about something from thirteen years ago; this diary, probably the evidence she found,” Zhou Ran said.

Shen Chi’s brows furrowed even deeper as he skeptically picked up the diary.

Xu Chaomu’s heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly explained, “There’s nothing in this diary; I just wanted to talk to her.”

Xu Chaomu tried to snatch the diary back, but Shen Chi was one step quicker and already had it in his hand. As Xu Chaomu tried to grab it again, Shen Chi gripped her wrist with his right hand.

The pressure was neither too light nor too heavy, he looked at her for several seconds.

After a while, seeing that she no longer attempted to take it, he then released her wrist.

Xu Chaomu bit her lip, staring at Shen Chi.

Shen Chi’s face remained as ever, stoic and detached, showing no emotion.

He held the diary with one hand and gently flipped through the pages with the other.

The diary contained many lengthy entries. Shen Chi quickly scanned through, his sharp eyes noticing the pages that had been frequently turned; those pages were noticeably different from the others.

He turned to those pages, but before flipping them, a small photo fell out from the diary.

The photo was yellowed, corners a little uneven.