If You Could Hear My Heart

Chapter 617: Chapter 617: Your Husband is Quite Good to You
 

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“It’s not the same,” Yu Weiwei analyzed for her. “That man, Shen Chi, must see so many women every day, including those little fairies who bare their chests and backs. Although your husband might not be interested in them, he’s a normal man. Seeing them so much, he’s bound to have his thoughts.”

“I told him to go find other women. I didn’t stop him,” Xu Chaomu said irritably.

“He doesn’t want to betray you either.”

“Yu Weiwei, whose side are you on? I’m pregnant, so he is to blame, no matter what,” Xu Chaomu said puffily.

“Mhmm, mhmm, he’s in the wrong; he deserves a beating. Don’t go back, just stay with me these next few days.”

“You’re willing to take me in?”

“If I don’t take you in, who will?” Yu Weiwei squeezed her eyes together.

Moved to tears, Xu Chaomu said, “Weiwei, you’re so kind.”

“Then let me ask you another question,” Yu Weiwei said.

With an indifferent expression, Xu Chaomu replied, “Ask away. What can be said will be said, and what can’t… will also be said.”

“Did he kick you out?”

Upon hearing Yu Weiwei’s words, Xu Chaomu lowered her head and responded faintly, “He didn’t kick me out, but it was pretty much the same.”

“After you left, he didn’t chase after you?”

“Mhmm.”

“Damn, what a beast. He took his wife’s anger seriously. A man like him, without any magnanimity, just a petty person. You should pay him no mind. Chaomu, just stay at my place. If he doesn’t apologize, don’t go back to him. What kind of man gets angry with his wife? I can’t stand that kind of man!” Yu Weiwei said indignantly.

“I don’t even want to see him anymore.”

“Right, don’t see him. If he doesn’t apologize, you should ignore him. If you don’t, even I’ll think you lack backbone.”

“What if he never apologizes in his lifetime?”n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

“Then it just proves he really is a beast, and you’ve got nothing left to pine over.”

Yu Weiwei and Xu Chaomu’s conversation was a mix of singing and harmony. After hearing Yu Weiwei’s words, Xu Chaomu finally felt a bit more balanced.

Yu Weiwei was right. Shen Chi was a petty man, lacking breadth of spirit, always just bullying her.

Soon, the little BMW turned into a housing complex.

Yu Weiwei drove familiarly through the winding roads, finally stopping in front of a building.

“We’re here.” Yu Weiwei took off her seatbelt and grabbed her things.

Under the streetlights, Xu Chaomu surveyed the neighborhood. It was a pretty nice place, with a beautiful environment and ginkgo trees planted all around.

The leaves of the ginkgo trees were still green at this season. In the autumn, the golden-yellow leaves would blanket the ground; it must be beautiful.

At that time, walking on the ginkgo leaves and basking in the sunshine must be so wonderful.

There were always people moving about in the community, with elderly people walking, couples eating snacks, children jumping rope…

It was lively and full of humanity, a complete contrast to the villa communities like Jinxiu Tiandi.

After getting out of the car, Xu Chaomu, still in her pajamas, followed Yu Weiwei into the building.

All this time, her phone had not rung.

“Weiwei, this place is nice. I expect I won’t want to go back,” she said.

“Then stay. Whenever we have a fight, you can leave,” Weiwei suggested.

“Would you ever fight with me?” asked Chaomu.

“Of course… not,” Yu Weiwei declared confidently. “I’m even more reliable than your husband. Men are such creatures; not bringing anything at birth, nor taking anything at death—what use are they?”

“Detective Yu, you’re just so philosophical. I’m going to follow you from now on.”

“Sure, follow your sister. Your sister will take you out for fresh young meat!”

“Weiwei sis is the best!” Xu Chaomu’s eyes and brows curved with laughter.

Any unpleasantness at the Shen Family’s had evaporated by now. She walked arm in arm with Yu Weiwei up to the apartment.

Yu Weiwei’s apartment was quite spacious and had everything. The pieces of furniture she had purchased with her the day before were present.

“Chaomu, come here, good girl. Your sister has prepared snacks and clothes for you,” Yu Weiwei said earnestly.

She quickly gathered up a pile of snacks—chips, walnuts, biscuits, chocolate…

Xu Chaomu laughed and, without being polite with Yu Weiwei anymore, settled on the couch and started devouring the snacks.

The two chatted and snacked, even turning on the television, making the once quiet living room suddenly lively.

When they were having fun, Yu Weiwei opened a bottle of wine. Although Xu Chaomu didn’t drink, Weiwei wanted to.

“Weiwei, don’t drink too much,” Chaomu cautioned her.

“I shouldn’t, otherwise I might end up hugging a fortune cat and calling out ‘Weiwei’,” she replied.

“…” Xu Chaomu’s face was a blend of amusement and embarrassment, “That was a mistake.”

“Oh, or maybe ended up hugging a wine bottle and calling out ‘Fourth Brother, Fourth Brother’…”

“That was also a mistake.”

“Oh, knowing you is just one big mistake,” Yu Weiwei hummed, not buying any of it.

Having said that, she poured herself a glass of wine and began drinking alone.

Xu Chaomu talked a lot with Yu Weiwei, and while talking, Weiwei downed her glass of wine.

After not seeing each other for five years, Yu Weiwei’s tolerance had improved a lot, which astonished Xu Chaomu.

“Chaomu, tell me about you and that beast of your family,” she suggested.

“What’s there to tell? Don’t mention him,” Xu Chaomu said, irritated.

“That necklace around your neck looks pretty. Did he give it to you?”

“No, I bought it myself.”

“Liar, you can’t afford that jade pendant,” Yu Weiwei didn’t believe her.

“It’s a street market item.”

“You’re joking. Listen, Chaomu, I have a friend who runs a jade store and I often hang out there. After seeing a lot, I can recognize them now. That pendant of yours is a priceless treasure.”

“Is that so?” Xu Chaomu said indifferently.

“Of course,” Yu Weiwei said seriously, “your husband is actually very good to you.”

“That little money is like a drop in the bucket for him. He also gives gifts to other young ladies. You haven’t seen the sapphire necklace he gave to Bai Man; it’s worth much more than this one.”

“That’s different. Sapphires have a price, jade is priceless.”

“Weiwei, no more talking about him,” Chaomu said, getting upset.

Xu Chaomu was displeased as Yu Weiwei kept speaking well of Shen Chi, as if everything about him was commendable.

What was there to commend? She had been gone for a long time, and he had not even made a phone call.

“Alright, alright, I’ll stop,” Weiwei said.

Yu Weiwei took another big gulp of wine, her eyes growing misty, her cheeks flushed.

“Weiwei, stop drinking. You’ve had quite a bit,” Chaomu said.

“Really? I haven’t drunk in a long time, I want to,” Yu Weiwei was persistent, taking another large swig.

Xu Chaomu had noticed since yesterday that although Yu Weiwei seemed very happy, she had heavy concerns on her mind.

She guessed that this concern must be about Li Beiting.

Now, taking advantage of Weiwei’s half-drunken state, she ventured to ask, “Weiwei, Li Beiting is getting engaged. Have you thought about sending a gift?”

“He didn’t invite me. Why would I send a gift and waste money?”

“His girlfriend isn’t as pretty as you, nor is her personality as good as yours. I think Li Beiting is taking a loss.”

“That’s what he likes—girls who smile gently and sweetly, with a good family background, education, and job,” Yu Weiwei said lightly.