If You Could Hear My Heart-Chapter 885 - The Fourth Young Mistress is Waiting
Chapter 885: Chapter 885: The Fourth Young Mistress is Waiting for You
Chapter 885 -885: The Fourth Young Mistress is Waiting for You
Xu Chaomu did not say it was possible, nor did she say it was not.
Left with no other choice, Butler Ling took the initiative this once, finding the key and unlocking Xu Chaomu’s bedroom door.
As she entered, the room was pitch black, with only Xu Chaomu sitting on the bed, resembling a statue.
“Chaomu, what’s wrong, why are you staying in your room alone…” Butler Ling felt a bit of heartache and hurriedly approached her, supporting her.
A forced smile appeared on Xu Chaomu’s lips; she didn’t want Butler Ling to worry.
“Nothing’s wrong, I just woke up.”
“Is that so?” Butler Ling was skeptical, “Then come downstairs with me for dinner.”
“Alright…” Xu Chaomu nodded, and though her face was calm and blank, she did not refuse.
Regardless, she had to continue with her life; she still had the baby.
Butler Ling helped her down from the bed; it was still pitch-black outside, too dark to see one’s own fingers.
It was cold outside, especially now at night, with the evening wind howling incessantly.
The weather forecast said there would be a drop in temperature tomorrow. In this season, it will only get colder day by day.
Xu Chaomu, hindered in her movements, had her clothes and shoes put on by Butler Ling, who then supported her downstairs.
Upon reaching the living room, Xu Chaomu did not see Shen Chi.
“Where is he?” Xu Chaomu asked faintly, trying hard to conceal her emotions.
Understanding who Xu Chaomu was asking about, Butler Ling replied, “The young master went to the group. He said there was something to deal with, and he might not come back tonight.”
“Oh.” Xu Chaomu showed little emotion.
During that meal, she did not mention Shen Chi again, instead sitting silently at the dining table until she finished.
In the past, she would not have been able to eat with such a mood, but now she had no choice; no matter how upset, she could not starve herself.
Butler Ling had a keen eye; she still felt something was off with Xu Chaomu, who seemed very downcast. Had she quarreled with the young master?
The couple hadn’t seen each other for six days, so why did they argue the moment they met?
Thinking it through, they must have argued; otherwise, considering Shen Chi’s affection for Xu Chaomu, how could he go to work at the group on the very first day he returned?
She remembered, in the afternoon, Shen Chi had returned early from the airport and called to inform her.
But when she said Xu Chaomu had gone to the South Garden Cafe, Shen Chi did not even come home, instead rushing to the cafe; he was eager to see her.
Butler Ling was confused and didn’t quite understand what was going on with the couple.
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After the meal was finished, indeed, Shen Chi still had not returned.
“Butler Ling, I’m still sleepy; I’m going to sleep upstairs early, no need to call me again,” Xu Chaomu said indifferently.
A thin layer of melancholy veiled her face, and her large eyes also shone with bewilderment.
At that moment, the adorable Wealth ran over, its neck bell jingling incessantly.
Xu Chaomu felt upset; even seeing Wealth did not improve her mood.
Usually, she would have held it, but today, she did not.
She merely glanced faintly at Wealth, moved her lips slightly, and then went upstairs.
Wealth watched Xu Chaomu with hopeful eyes, longing to be hugged, but Xu Chaomu showed no response. With a face full of dejection, Wealth’s large eyes were filled with innocence.
Having no choice, Butler Ling picked up Wealth, gently stroking its fur.
“Wealth, be good, go to sleep,” Butler Ling coaxed it.
Wealth watched Xu Chaomu go upstairs, then let out a couple of “woof woofs,” moving its little paws in discontent.
…
Butler Ling couldn’t fall asleep for a long time that night, as she waited for the Fourth Young Master to return. Yet, despite waiting and waiting, Shen Chi did not show up.
She was getting anxious and called Old Cheng.
“Old Cheng, are you with the fourth young master?” Butler Ling lifted her head to check the time on her watch, it was already three or four o’clock in the morning.
Unexpectedly, despite the late hour, Old Cheng still answered the call.
“Butler Ling, I’m with the young master. He’s at a social engagement, and I’m in the car,” Old Cheng said.
“A social engagement? How can he still be at a social engagement so late? Didn’t he just get off the plane today? To be working himself so hard right after landing?” Butler Ling said in dissatisfaction, but she also felt vaguely worried.
Could it be because of this that Chaomu was upset?
“I don’t know either, the young master seems to be in a terrible mood,” Old Cheng reported truthfully, “He originally canceled tonight’s engagement, but for some reason, he told me to come in the afternoon.”
“Is Xiao Mo with him?”
“Yes, Xiao Mo has been accompanying President Shen the whole time.”
“It seems the couple might be having a quarrel,” Butler Ling whispered.
“You mean with Chaomu? No wonder. I said nothing else could affect President Shen; sure enough, it’s only the young madam,” Old Cheng exclaimed, “What happened?”
Butler Ling shook her head, “I’m not sure, just that Chaomu seemed to be in a bad mood.”
“Let the young couple settle matters themselves; we can’t help much. Just take good care of Chaomu, and I will try to advise the president. That will do,” Old Cheng said lightly.
“I hope so,” Butler Ling sighed, “It’s late, almost four o’clock. How can a social engagement drag on for so long? Don’t the other people need to sleep?”
“It should be over soon, I’ll wait a bit longer.”
“Alright, Old Cheng, take care of yourself. If it’s not necessary, get some sleep in the car. Don’t drive when you’re fatigued,” Butler Ling cautioned.
“I know,” he replied.
After hanging up the phone, Old Cheng was preparing to sleep a little longer when at that moment, Shen Chi came out of the hotel. Old Cheng hurriedly jumped out of the car.
Several people emerged alongside him, a few of whom were very drunk, but Shen Chi was fine, except that he smelled strongly of alcohol and was not inebriated.
“President Shen, you could give me a call,” Old Cheng said.
“It’s nothing,” Shen Chi waved his hand dismissively.
“President Shen, are you heading home now?” Old Cheng asked.
“…” Shen Chi remained silent.
Old Cheng stared at Shen Chi’s face for a long time. His face was shrouded in a layer of coldness, his brows tightly furrowed, his thin lips lightly pressed, and he did not seem inclined to speak.
The surrounding area fell into silence, and the sound of the late-night wind howling could be heard by their ears.
Remembering what Butler Ling had just told him, Old Cheng thought for a moment then said, “President Shen, let me take you back to the Shen Family. I heard from Butler Ling that the young lady is waiting for you.”
Sure enough, Shen Chi’s brow furrowed deeper.
Seeing that he wasn’t responding, Old Cheng opened the car door and gestured for him to get in.
Shen Chi got into the car without a word, remaining silent, and let Old Cheng drive away from the hotel.
When they returned to the Shen Family’s home, Butler Ling had already prepared sobering tea and snacks, fearing Shen Chi might feel unwell.
Shen Chi’s steps paused outside Xu Chaomu’s room, halting there for several minutes.
Finally, he opened the door to her room.
The room was pitch dark, the air conditioning emitting a warm breeze. He closed the door, then turned on a very small wall lamp by the bedside.
