If You Could Hear My Heart

Chapter 142: Chapter 142 He Doesn’t Like to Close the Door While Bathing

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“This chick talks like she knows what’s up, could it be that this Shen Chi really just pretends to be noble on the surface but is actually like the rest of us behind closed doors?”

“I’ve always said, Shen Chi is one person in front of others, and another behind their backs.”

The men resumed their discussion about Shen Chi.

Xu Chaomu wanted to seize the opportunity to pull away her wrist, but this guy named Tian Shao just wouldn’t let go!

Another man approached, grinning slyly, “Little miss, why don’t you tell us, then? Is this Shen Chi any good in bed?”

Dammit, how would she know.

But she sighed, furrowed her brows, looking like she was deep in thought. “Haha, little miss, it looks like this Shen Chi isn’t much good after all.”

“Alas,” Xu Chaomu shook her head too, wearing an expression of deep disappointment as if lamenting over unfulfilled potential.

Her act drew even more laughter from the crowd, “I always say men can never escape lust. Look, I was right, wasn’t I, saying Shen Chi is no good!”

Xu Chaomu almost burst into laughter, she restrained herself, and kept restraining herself.

It wouldn’t take long, she feared, for the news of Shen Chi being “no good” to spread throughout the entire upper class.

Just the thought excited her a little!

Xu Chaomu couldn’t help but feel smug.

She wasn’t always going to lose to Shen Chi, and today she finally got her cnance.

Destroy his reputation, completely!

But some still heard the contradictions in Xu Chaomu’s words, “Chick, you just said Shen Chi took you for a whole night, leaving your waist and back sore, now you’re saying he’s not up to par?”

“I was the one active all night, of course I’m exhausted.”

Xu Chaomu was shameless, already notorious as a little ruffian.

“Hahaha, this chick knows quite a bit. Seems we’ve been underestimated, she’s definitely not as innocent as we thought,” laughed the men.

Ugh!

Can’t one have theoretical knowledge without practical experience?

Haven’t eaten pork but can’t watch pigs run?

She hasn’t slept with Shen Chi, but at least she… she touched him!

“So, missy, what other preferences does this Shen Chi have?” Some still didn’t believe Xu Chaomu’s claims.

“Him? He doesn’t like to close the door when he showers,” Xu Chaomu seriously chimed in, raising an eyebrow.

The men looked at each other, puzzled; this was something they couldn’t verify.

Xu Chaomu inwardly scorned them. If Shen Chi really didn’t like closing the door when showering, she would’ve seen everything by now, not live with him for eight years and still have no idea what he looks like undressed!

“What else?” they pressed on relentlessly.

“Else… Oh, Shen Chi doesn’t like to eat sour things.”

That was actually true.

Indeed, someone in the crowd agreed: “This gal isn’t shallow with Shen Chi.”

“Tian Shao, you better let her go now. If Shen Chi finds out you’re holding his woman, you won’t get away with it,” said someone.

Tian Shao didn’t care at all, leering at Xu Chaomu with a sinister smile, “I want to try a woman Shen Chi has had, see how good she is…”

Xu Chaomu’s face turned dark, damn it, she’s invoked the Buddha-like Shen Chi, how could these people still be so brazen?

Could it be that Shen Chi’s reputation isn’t big enough? Or is he not well-liked?

“Tian Shao, stop joking. If this chick whispers in his ear, just think about the consequences.”

Xu Chaomu still didn’t lose her composure, smiling graciously, “Don’t worry, I won’t whisper in the ears of Shen Chi, at best I’ll just ‘boast’ about all of your alcohol capacities and… oh, also how good you are at throwing dice.”

“Tian Shao, let her go. It’s not worth the trouble for a bit of fun,” suggested someone.

“Right, there are plenty of women. Just call another one over. As for a woman Shen Chi has touched, even if he doesn’t want her, it probably won’t be our turn.”

Still, Tian Shao didn’t believe it, “Are you guys being naive or what? Fooled by just a few words from this little girl? In my opinion, she’s just spouting nonsense!”

“There’s a saying though, ‘better to believe it and not need it, than need it and not believe it’.”

A smile played upon Xu Chaomu’s lips again, “What else do you want to know about Shen Chi? I’ll tell all.”

Making up stories, she had quite the skill.

Especially when it came to fabricating rumors about Shen Chi, she was tireless.

At that moment, she almost didn’t want to leave.

“Then, missy, tell us, what car does this Shen Chi drive?”

Xu Chaomu’s lips twitched. Couldn’t they ask something more challenging?

“He usually drives a black Maybach, and there’s a cute doll-shaped pillow on the car that I love. It’s so comfortable to lean on, with a faint scent of lavender.

Some there had indeed been in Shen Chi’s car, “What the chick says is right, she knows so much, seems she really has been in Shen Chi’s car.”

Xu Chaomu felt smug again. How could she not know? She begged him to buy that pillow because she found sleeping in the car uncomfortable.

Unable to dissuade her, Shen Chi bought a pillow for the car.

Every time Shen Chi looked at that pillow, he’d disapprove, always saying the doll on the pillow was as dumb as her, just sitting in the car, looking clueless and silly.

Thinking of this, Xu Chaomu’s excitement waned a little.

Now, she wondered if he had thrown that pillow away.

Probably, given how much he detested it.

“Enough, Tian Shao, let the chick go. You’ve had your fun with her, she’s told us a few ‘secrets,’ just let her go,” someone spoke up for Xu Chaomu.

Only then did Tian Shao let go, “You can go. I’m not interested anymore.”

With a cheeky grin, Xu Chaomu said, “Thank you, young masters. I’ll pour the drinks for you. Enjoy your drink, take your time. Have fun.”

After that, Xu Chaomu composed herself and filled up all the empty glasses. While they were not yet regretting it, she picked up the tray and bolted. That scared the bejesus out of me.

She almost tarnished her reputation, but thankfully she was clever.

She was once again awestruck by her own wit.

Escaping room 888, she went downstairs to look for Yu Weiwei, fearing Weiwei might have run into a similar situation.

This job was a bit too high risk!

Hurrying down the stairs, “thud, thud, thud,” she forgot to take the elevator.

The décor of Weiyang was indeed luxurious, and though she couldn’t tell Picasso from Da Vinci, she recognized that all the paintings on the wall were high-quality replicas.

She continued on her way, taking it all in.

Just as she reached the door of room 209, she heard a loud “bang” as if a table had been flipped!

Xu Chaomu was startled, quickly closing her eyes and covering her ears.

She pressed herself against the wall, listening quietly for any sound from inside the room.

The soundproofing of the room was so effective that the noises were muffled once they reached the door.

Xu Chaomu wasn’t sure if Weiwei was inside and strained to catch snippets of conversation.

“Are you going to strip or not? If you won’t, then I’ll have to do it myself,” she heard.

Xu Chaomu perked her ears. No way, stripping?

Was Weiwei really in there?

“These chicks sure are stubborn, why waste words? Just do it! Strip them!”

Xu Chaomu frowned – who exactly was inside?