If You Could Hear My Heart

Chapter 663: Chapter 663: Nine Thousand Nine Hundred and Ninety-Nine Roses
 

She walked up to him and looked up at him with a small face.

At the entrance, where the light was dim, her gaze met someone dark-faced, his facial features rigid as if she owed him a great deal of money.

Shen Chi lowered his hands and looked down at her upturned little face.

Because her stature was not as tall as his, she already felt overshadowed in terms of presence.

“This is the second time you’ve threatened me tonight,” Shen Chi closed in on her, cornering her against the wall.

There was no trace of a smile on his face, just coldness and chill, making the air around them suddenly cool.

Xu Chaomu’s heart trembled, she had given him a chance to back down, and if he didn’t take it, she couldn’t be blamed.

“Xu Chaomu, you’re just taking advantage of the fact that I like you,” Shen Chi spoke with a cold voice, his frigid tone like icicles.

His piercing gaze fixed on her eyes like a hawk’s, not allowing her any space to escape.

Xu Chaomu fell silent, biting her lips.

For a long while, neither spoke.

Xu Chaomu lowered her arms and said lightly, “I’m sorry, Director Shen.”

She lowered her head and turned to walk inside. She could say some sweet nothings to appease him when he was threatening her, but he wouldn’t.

Especially after what he said at noon today, it still made her heart ache.

As she turned to leave, Shen Chi reached out to stop her.

“Can’t you persist for a bit?” Shen Chi became angry.

He had only spoken a few words, and she was already walking away; he had been far more patient when it was him doing the coaxing.

Xu Chaomu’s eyes widened, her watery eyes staring at him, this proud man…

Oh, so it turns out that even men need to be coaxed.

“I…” Xu Chaomu couldn’t find the words to start.

Shen Chi felt irritated by her awkwardness, wondering where her previous imposing manner had gone?!

“Fine then, my Mumu is gentle and virtuous, beautiful as a flower, adored by everyone. There, are you happy?” Shen Chi looked at Xu Chaomu with a look of disgust.

Xu Chaomu actually wanted to laugh, but she felt she shouldn’t, so she awkwardly moved the corners of her lips.

He admitted that he was wrong first today.

But this little woman dared to book a room!

Having said that, he reached for the doorknob again, intending to open the door.

In her urgency, Xu Chaomu blurted out, “I’ve forgiven you, and you still want to leave?”

After speaking, she realized something was off. Was she trying to keep him here? Spit.

“Can’t bear to see me leave?” Shen Chi turned his head, the corners of his lips curving with a meaningful arc.

“No, just go,” she replied quickly, her eyes darting around, avoiding his gaze.

The clock on the wall indicated it was eleven. It was already eleven o’clock at night, and she felt like she had slept quite a while.

“Hmm,” Shen Chi didn’t say much, opening the door.

As soon as he left, Xu Chaomu glanced at his back twice, a stingy man.

Just as she was about to lower her head and walk inside, Shen Chi suddenly turned around, pulled her hand, and dragged her out the door.

“My hand hurts…” she complained a couple of times.

But as she stepped out, Xu Chaomu was immediately stunned.

In front of her, an overwhelming sea of red roses spread out across the hotel corridor.

The red petals under the beige light were less seductive and more gentle. The fragrance was everywhere, the scent of roses overwhelming.

Looking around, the entire corridor was an ocean of flowers, a fiery red.

These roses all seemed carefully selected, each in full bloom, every single one in its most perfect moment.

Among the roses, there were sprinkles of baby’s breath, adding extra harmony.

Xu Chaomu stood frozen in place, forgetting even to blink, as she fixated on the red roses before her.

Surprise, joy, excitement, all came rushing up at once.

Meanwhile, Shen Chi was quite calm, standing shoulder to shoulder with her, silently accompanying her.

Xu Chaomu’s heart was thumping non-stop, almost jumping out of her throat.

She gazed dumbfounded at the roses before her, momentarily forgetting how to speak.

Shen Chi asked indifferently, “Do you like it?”

Xu Chaomu’s eyes shimmered with liking, reluctant to look away even for a moment. But she still pouted and casually said, “What a waste.”

Shen Chi’s lips curved slightly, a smile tugging at the corners.

Despite her words, Xu Chaomu still inquired, “How many are there?”

“Nine thousand nine hundred ninety-nine,” Shen Chi replied nonchalantly.

Nine thousand nine hundred ninety-nine, a lifetime, forever…

Xu Chaomu also curled her lips, squatted down, picked a beautiful red rose at random, and held it in her hand.

Shen Chi turned to look at her, this little woman always unable to hide her true thoughts.

She clearly liked it so much, but still pretended to be indifferent. Too bad, her eyes couldn’t deceive him.

She held the flower, sniffed it, a delightful fragrance enticing her senses.

She looked up at him.

Shen Chi’s gaze had not left her face the entire time, framed by the sea of flowers, her cheeks seemed to glow even redder.

She tilted her head and asked, “Shen Chi, are you proposing, showing affection, or confessing?”

“Did I say it was for you?” Shen Chi raised an eyebrow.

“Oh,” Xu Chaomu huffed, “It’s not for me then, I’m going back to sleep.”

With that, Xu Chaomu turned and walked away.

But her speed as a pregnant woman could never match his.

He stopped her, one hand pressing her against the wall, his eyes alight with mischievous laughter, his lips curled up in a slight, devilish smirk.

This pose was the classic ‘wall-cornering’ maneuver.

“Answer me, do you like it or not?” he resumed his authoritative tone.

Xu Chaomu pursed her lips, speaking as if it was no big deal, “I’ve always liked flowers.”

Shen Chi patted her head, “Right, because you’re a flower fanatic.”

From a young age, he knew well that whenever he was around, she would stealthily stare at him. And if they were alone, she would shamelessly gaze at him.

If she wasn’t a flower fanatic, what was she?

Fortunately, aside from him, she had never been fanatical about anyone else.

“Let’s play a game, Shen Chi,” Xu Chaomu said, looking into his eyes.

Their posture at that moment was very intimate, extremely intimate, so intimate that if someone passed by…

“Hmm?” Shen Chi raised an eyebrow.

What trick was this little woman planning to play now?

“The roses are here, plenty of them, and to avoid waste, why don’t you propose to me?” Xu Chaomu glanced at him.

In the light, that handsome face of his looked even more stunning, like a godly presence. His sharp facial features were striking, his eyes bright and spirited.

“How should I propose?” Shen Chi asked lightly.

His gaze remained on her face, he wanted to see what game this little woman wanted to play.

“Director Shen, haven’t you ever proposed nor seen anyone propose?” Xu Chaomu held her forehead.

“Fine, I will,” Shen Chi stated, looking at her, a meaningful smile on his lips.