If You Could Hear My Heart-Chapter 887 - Giving Shen Chi a Bargain

Chapter 887: Chapter 887: Giving Shen Chi a Bargain

Chapter 887 -887: Giving Shen Chi a Bargain

Butler Ling should be very clear about her dietary habits; she doesn’t eat these very stimulating things.

As Butler Ling combed Chaomu’s hair, he softly said, “For the Fourth Young Master.”

“He doesn’t eat it either,” blurted out Chaomu.

However, as soon as the words left her mouth, her eyes lit up, and she understood Butler Ling’s implication.

She immediately corrected herself, “Mmm, he loves it the most, I’ve heard from others that it tastes even better in coffee.”

“That’s right, it tastes very good,” Butler Ling agreed, “It can be added to bread, milk, soup, and so on. The Fourth Young Master loves it so much, I will ask the kitchen to prepare it right away.”

“For breakfast, just put it in his coffee. He tends to prefer coffee in the morning. A bit of mustard will make him like it even more,” Chaomu remarked nonchalantly.

“Yes, Fourth Young Master’s wife, I’ll go right now.”

“Good,” answered Chaomu, cautioning, “Add a little more for a better taste, and if it’s not enough, add some vinegar too. The colors are more or less the same, he should like it even more.”

“Indeed,” Butler Ling chuckled.

After finishing, Butler Ling made sure Chaomu’s hair was neatly combed and then headed downstairs.

Alone, Chaomu began washing up in the bathroom, and for some reason, she felt a bit more at ease. Mustard, such a delicious thing, Shen Chi was really getting a bargain.

Butler Ling stepped out onto the balcony, and glanced over to see that Shen Chi had drunk about half of the coffee in his cup.

She approached and said, “Fourth Young Master, I just went to wake up your wife.”

“Hmm,” Shen Chi didn’t show much reaction; he was just reading the newspaper.

“Your wife stated she wanted to have breakfast with you,” Butler Ling said.

“Hmm?” Only then did Shen Chi slightly lift his eyelids.

He looked incredulous; Chaomu would never voluntarily say she wanted to have breakfast with him, at least, not this morning.

“Really, your wife mentioned she wanted scallion pancakes, made especially by me. She also asked whether you had had any yet, afraid that you might not like them.”

“Oh,” Shen Chi neither agreed nor refused.

The key issue was that he didn’t quite believe what Butler Ling was saying.

“Fourth Young Master, the coffee must be cold by now, shall I get you a fresh cup?” Butler Ling stepped forward, taking the coffee from the table.

“No…”

Before he could finish the word “use,” Butler Ling had already taken the coffee away.

He lifted his head, said nothing, and continued to flip through the newspaper, but he felt a bit unsettled.

Butler Ling instructed the kitchen specifically, “Grind a cup of black coffee for the Fourth Young Master.”

“Right away, Butler Ling,” said the young servant.

Butler Ling fetched the mustard, which they had bought last time and still had plenty of, enough for use.

Once the coffee was ground, Chaomu finished her grooming and came downstairs.

As she came down, she lifted her head and saw Shen Chi on the balcony reading the newspaper.

The warm sunlight quietly shone on his sharply defined face, which looked exceptionally handsome yet somehow indescribably cold and frosty, even colder than the late autumn weather.

She glanced at him, and he seemed to notice her as well but did not look up.

Today, Shen Chi was wearing a very ordinary light gray sweater, sitting quietly in a chair, flipping through the paper’s pages with his fingers.

Chaomu didn’t know when he would soften his sharp edges towards her, when his temper would improve somewhat. However, having known him for so many years, she almost didn’t have such an expectation.

She had thought that since he had proposed to her, his temper might soften a bit, but she had forgotten that old habits die hard.

From the very first day she had known him, wasn’t this his bad temper? She had no idea what to do with him…

Xu Chaomu lowered her head and waddled toward the kitchen.

“Butler Ling.” When she arrived in the kitchen, she called out.

Butler Ling had just brought the coffee to a small square table, and it was just right when Xu Chaomu arrived.

“Chaomu, you’ve come at the right time, look, since Shen Chi loves mustard so much, how much do you think is appropriate?” Butler Ling asked.

Xu Chaomu saw that everything was indeed ready.

“I’ll do it.” Xu Chaomu walked to the table and picked up the mustard.

She knew Shen Chi didn’t eat mustard, he was quite annoyed by the taste.

“Hmm, he likes it very much, I think today’s mustard is nice, should be better flavored, just use this little bit…”

After speaking, Xu Chaomu poured a large spoonful into it “whoosh”.

Only, she poured too much, it seemed a bit obvious.

Xu Chaomu shook her head, “That’s a bit too much, make another cup of coffee.”

“Yes!” Butler Ling responded and poured another cup of black coffee for Xu Chaomu.

This time, Xu Chaomu carefully added just a tiny bit of mustard, not too much, and it couldn’t be seen.

“Perfect, the young master will definitely love it,” said Butler Ling, “Madam, please go upstairs, wait for me on the balcony.”

Xu Chaomu nodded her head and strolled leisurely to the outdoor balcony.

Actually, she didn’t really want to see Shen Chi.

But when she stood before him, he didn’t reject her too much, only continued flipping through his newspaper.

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The environment on the open-air balcony was pleasant, all around the sound of trickling water and birds chirping could be heard, and of course, the rustling sound of Shen Chi turning the pages of the newspaper.

He didn’t look up, so she chose a seat opposite him and sat down.

There were a few magazines and newspapers on the table, all the latest issues.

Xu Chaomu glanced at them, she wasn’t really interested in these financial and news types of things, she preferred entertainment and gossip.

Unfortunately, Shen Chi wouldn’t look at the boring gossip.

To avoid the awkwardness, Xu Chaomu still randomly picked up a relatively populist news magazine.

But, after just flipping through a few pages, she felt disinterested because she couldn’t understand it at all and felt sleepy.

She didn’t know how Shen Chi found these things so interesting to read, probably, that was the gap between them.

He often said she was mundane…

She casually flipped through a few pages, truly bored, but not wanting to speak, she could only flip from front to back and back to front again. She was wondering why Butler Ling still hadn’t come.

For a time, the sound of Xu Chaomu flipping through the magazine filled the balcony.

The sound was too loud, Shen Chi furrowed his brow and looked up.

He glanced at her, showing no special expression, then lowered his head back to the newspaper. That probably meant to tell her to keep it down.

Seeing he wasn’t talking, Xu Chaomu no longer felt any interest in staying, Butler Ling had said he was waiting for her for breakfast, but it seemed not to be the case.

With a “slap”, she smacked the magazine onto the table and stood up to leave.

But after just two or three steps, Butler Ling arrived.

“Young Master, Madam.”

Butler Ling held a tray in his hands, on it a cup of coffee and a cup of milk, and of course, some pastries they both liked.

“Breakfast is ready.” Butler Ling placed everything on the table, “Young Master, your coffee, Madam, your milk.”