If You Could Hear My Heart-Chapter 908 - This Girl Carries Too Much
Chapter 908: Chapter 908: This Girl Carries Too Much
Chapter 908 -908: This Girl Carries Too Much
Shen Shihan didn’t say anything, just nodded and took the seat beside Mo Shuifu.
A servant came up and added a new set of bowl and chopsticks. Shen Shihan glanced at the dishes on the table, which were quite plentiful.
The two women seemed to have just started eating, as the rice in their bowls was still untouched.
Shen Shihan unbuttoned his long overcoat and picked up the chopsticks, ready to eat.
Mo Shuifu considerately picked out his favorite dishes for him and said softly, “Eat more, you’re not being reserved because of Chaomu, are you?”
“No,” Shen Shihan replied indifferently.
Xu Chaomu slightly curved the corner of her lips, “Third brother, you should eat more.”
She looked at Shen Shihan. In some ways, he really bore a resemblance to Shen Chi, even their personalities were quite similar.
Unwittingly, Xu Chaomu’s heart started to sour, and her nose tingled.
If it weren’t for the presence of so many people, she might have burst into tears.
It was as if, having a meal with Shen Shihan, was something that happened a very long time ago.
She still remembered the first day Liu Rumei brought Shen Shihan and Shen Yanrou to the Shen family; that time at dinner, she even teased Shen Yanrou and Liu Rumei…
Just like that, thirteen years had passed.
Time really flies.
She wasn’t someone who normally dwelled on the past; she liked to live optimistically. But now, in this moment, many memories were brought to the surface.
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Xu Chaomu picked up her rice bowl, needing to eat to distract herself from her thoughts.
Shen Shihan’s face didn’t show any particular expression, but sometimes, he would glance at Xu Chaomu.
The atmosphere at the table was slightly cold, and Mo Shuifu had to speak up, “Shihan, is there anything fun to do in Switzerland?”
“I was only busy with business trips,” Shen Shihan said indifferently, “However, I brought you a gift. I’ll keep one for Chaomu too.”
Xu Chaomu was somewhat flattered, and her movements paused while she was eating.
“What is it? Shall I send someone to get it from your car?” Mo Shuifu asked curiously.
“Sure.”
With Shen Shihan’s permission, Mo Shuifu signaled for a servant to go and get it.
After a while, the servant returned.
She carried a small, but exquisitely designed, shopping bag.
Shen Shihan noticed the curiosity in Mo Shuifu’s eyes and, with a slight smile, said, “Let’s eat first.”
“Okay,” Mo Shuifu obediently continued to eat.
Xu Chaomu was also a bit curious. Did Shen Shihan always bring gifts for Mo Shuifu whenever he came back? The gift bag looked very exquisite and thoughtful.
What she was curious about was, what kind of gifts did Shen Shihan usually bring for Mo Shuifu?
The three of them ate together. Because Shen Shihan was there, Mo Shuifu and Xu Chaomu talked less, with Mo Shuifu mostly initiating the conversation.
Mo Shuifu was not particularly talkative, but to ease the atmosphere, she tried her best.
Mo Shuifu knew clearly that the incident five years ago had broken the relationship between Xu Chaomu and Shen Shihan. Although time had diluted some of their past, their relationship could never return to what it was before.
Shen Shihan ate quickly and finished first. Mo Shuifu and Xu Chaomu soon followed suit.
“Can I open it to see?” Mo Shuifu picked up the shopping bag, seeking Shen Shihan’s consent.
“Of course,” Shen Shihan said with a slight smile.
“Chaomu, come here.”
Mo Shuifu sat down on the sofa and beckoned Xu Chaomu over; Xu Chaomu walked over slowly.
Mo Shuifu unwrapped the azure tote bag and discovered to her surprise that it contained jewelry from Tiffany and a distinctive music box from Switzerland.
“Wow, it’s so beautiful,” Mo Shuifu couldn’t help but exclaim.
Xu Chaomu also looked inside the tote bag and indeed, it was very beautiful.
The jewelry from Tiffany had a dreamlike charm—the colors, the craftsmanship, the lines—it was what every girl dreamed of.
Mo Shuifu opened a jewelry box to find a necklace inside, and there was another identical box that held a bracelet.
Inside the tote bag was also a music box, delicately and splendidly crafted. As soon as the music box opened, a melodious and delightful piano tune flowed out…
Inside the box was a dancing little princess, who was adorable and looked to be around seven or eight years old, with golden hair and big eyes.
As the music box opened, the little princess began to dance, and her pink lace-trimmed dress seemed to flutter with her movements.
For a moment, the living room was filled with beautiful music.
“It’s very pretty,” Xu Chaomu sincerely admired.
She touched the dress of the princess in the music box, which was made of fabric and felt nice to the touch.
“I was in a hurry when I returned, so I only picked out three things,” Shen Shihan explained.
“They’re all very nice,” Mo Shuifu was delighted. “Chaomu and I both love them.”
“I’m glad you like them,” Shen Shihan said indifferently, with not too much expression on his face.
However, his gaze lingered on Mo Shuifu’s face and hardly ever left.
Especially when Mo Shuifu smiled, he found it increasingly hard to resist.
He knew she seldom smiled, especially at him, and so he cherished it all the more.
“Chaomu, which one do you like? Pick one, or two if you like. See which one you like,” Mo Shuifu handed the tote bag to her.
Xu Chaomu loved the music box the most but was afraid of taking what someone else cherished, so she shook her head. “No need, Shuifu. They were brought for you by Third Brother, you should keep them. I can call Fourth Brother and ask him to bring me something.”
“Look, Third Brother rarely brings you gifts. Just pick one, don’t be polite,” Mo Shuifu urged.
In fact, she hoped Xu Chaomu would forgive Shen Shihan, but she knew it was tough to ask too much of the girl, who already had far too much to bear, both physically and emotionally…
She just hoped that it might ease the tension between them a bit.
“Pick one,” Shen Shihan finally spoke.
“Then I won’t be polite,” Xu Chaomu said with a smile.
“Yes, choose something you like,” Mo Shuifu said.
Xu Chaomu pointed to the music box and said, “This one.”
“Okay, I also think it suits you,” Mo Shuifu smiled.
“Shuifu, are you saying I’m childish?” Xu Chaomu pouted.
“No, that’s called being adorable,” Mo Shuifu chuckled, handing the music box to Xu Chaomu.
“Thank you, Shuifu,” Xu Chaomu said, then lifted her head to glance at Shen Shihan, “And thank you, Third Brother.”
“There’s no need to be formal with us,” Mo Shuifu said.
Shen Shihan didn’t speak. At first, he stood by their side, but gradually he sat down on the couch, casually flipping through a magazine.
Xu Chaomu and Mo Shuifu were reluctant to part. Xu Chaomu didn’t want Mo Shuifu to leave because without her, she’d be alone again.
Shen Shihan was quite patient. This time, he didn’t rush them but let them keep chatting.
Until Mo Shuifu took the initiative and said, “Shihan, let’s go home.”
“Okay,” Shen Shihan finally set down the magazine and nodded.
He glanced at his watch; it was already nine in the evening.
