Chapter 251: Do You Like Shen Chi?
By the time all the paper cranes were folded, Xu Chaomu could only reluctantly caress the tombstone.
“Auntie… next time I’ll come to see you, Sister Shui Fu and I, we’ll both miss you.”
The sky today was overcast, and as soon as Xu Chaomu finished speaking, tears streamed down her cheeks.
She still wanted to cry.
Remembering every little detail from eight years ago was torturous for her heart.
“Mumu, don’t cry anymore. Your aunt will hear you. She’ll be very happy to know you came to see her,” Shen Chi spoke as he took out a handkerchief to wipe away her tears, unable to bear seeing her cry.
When she cried, his heart would be moved in tandem.
“Chaomu, you go to school. I’ll be fine here,” Mo Shuifu told Xu Chaomu.
She glanced at Shen Chi once more, all of his gentleness reserved only for Xu Chaomu alone.
She had seen him with Bai Man in newspapers and media, but upon comparison, she realized that Shen Chi’s love for Xu Chaomu was the sincere one.
“Shui Fu, don’t be too sad. Take care of yourself and be well,” Chaomu said to her.
“I will, don’t worry.” Mo Shuifu nodded.
“Then I’ll be going first. I’ll come to see Auntie another day…”
“Alright, go on, study hard.”
“Hmm!” Xu Chaomu replied with a nod.
She stood up, but having knelt for too long, her vision blurred and her whole body wobbled.
Shen Chi quickly embraced her, supporting her waist: “Be careful.”
“Fourth Brother, please take me back to school.”
“Hmm, I’ll take you.”
Xu Chaomu and Mo Shuifu parted reluctantly before leaving the burial ground side by side with Shen Chi.
Once Xu Chaomu and Shen Chi left, the graveyard once again fell silent.
Mo Shuifu bent down to quietly pack up, ready to leave.
Just when she was about to stand up, the silent Shen Shihan suddenly grabbed her wrist!
“Mo Shuifu, do you like Shen Chi?”
Mo Shuifu was yanked abruptly and lost her balance. She staggered backwards, nearly collapsing behind the tombstone!
Shen Shihan, with quick reflexes, caught her around the waist with his other hand, preventing her fall.
“Shen Shihan, what do you mean by that? This is my first time meeting Mr. Shen,” she retorted.
“First meeting? You’ve never seen Shen Chi before?” Shen Shihan didn’t believe her at all.
He had been watching quietly for a while, and the look in Mo Shuifu’s eyes when she viewed Shen Chi was filled with affection, nothing like when she looked at him!
That ‘First meeting’ lie couldn’t fool Shen Shihan.
“Why should I make you believe? Shen Shihan, from now on, you go your way, and I’ll cross my bridge. We have nothing to do with each other!”
“Mo Shuifu, last time you went to the Splendid World villa district, was it to find Shen Chi? Speak!”
He gripped her wrist tight.
His cold voice was chilling to the bone, chilling the air around them several degrees.
“Let go of me! Shen Shihan, today is my mother’s funeral. Don’t make me despise you, hate you!”
“Ha, what virtues does Shen Chi have, that even my woman has him in her heart…” Shen Shihan laughed with despair.
“Shen Shihan, don’t talk nonsense. It’s time for you to leave; we shouldn’t see each other anymore. I’ve repaid what I owed you, and if that’s not enough…”
“Mo Shuifu,” Shen Shihan interrupted her, “Standing in front of your mother’s grave, do you dare to speak about our relationship?”
“Shen Shihan, you!” Mo Shuifu gritted her teeth.
In front of her mother, how could she bring herself to speak the words?
She had sold herself, and she despised herself for it.
“You don’t dare, do you? Shall I do the talking then?”
“Shen Shihan, enough! Don’t push me!” Mo Shuifu’s hands trembled desperately.
“I’m not pressuring you. Then tell me, do you like Shen Chi?”
“Listen, Shen Shihan, I’d rather like everyone but you! Even if I were to fall for a man in his seventies or eighties, I wouldn’t like you!”
She struggled to break free from his grasp.
Her words completely infuriated Shen Shihan. He had been holding back the anger in his chest until now, but in that moment, it exploded.
“But, Mo Shuifu, have you forgotten that I am your man…”
His fingers traced her chin, forcing her to look him in the eyes.
He saw an unending hatred in her gaze and couldn’t understand why. He was the one who had always been there for her, yet she had always despised him.
At the sound of his words, Mo Shuifu trembled.
She remembered that night when she had sold herself just to repay his money.
“Mo Shuifu, you really forgot? It doesn’t matter, I can remind you all over again,” he said.
“Shen Shihan, that’s enough; don’t say any more…”
Mo Shuifu covered her ears, bowing her head in agony.
This was her mother’s gravesite; how could he say such things…
If her mother knew she had sold herself, how heartbroken she would be.
“Then tell me, who is your man? Huh?” Shen Shihan pressed on.
His jealousy had flared when he saw her looking at Shen Chi with so much tenderness. It hurt him.
“Don’t push me… Shen Shihan, don’t push me…”
Mo Shuifu shook her head in pain, unwilling to face Shen Shihan.
She remembered everything about that night; his kisses, him claiming her.
It all became vividly clear, and, in extreme agony, she shook her head trying to forget it all.
“Mo Shuifu, I’m asking you one more time, who is your man?”
“Don’t push me…” Mo Shuifu choked up.
She couldn’t say it; indeed, she couldn’t voice it. She was ashamed of herself.
“Fine, you refuse to admit it! Still thinking about Shen Chi, aren’t you?!” Shen Shihan erupted, dragging Mo Shuifu by the hand and starting to walk out.
“Let me go… Shen Shihan, you maniac… let me go…”
Shen Shihan wouldn’t listen. Yes, he was a madman; he had gone mad.
He had waited by her side night after night, only to be repaid with her words, ‘We shouldn’t see each other anymore’…
He told her so much, not asking for her to like him, but at least not to be so heartless.
Shen Shihan pulled her to his Ferrari, giving her no chance to resist.
“Shen Shihan, where are you taking me? What will it take for you to let me go?” she pleaded, pounding on the car door, but Shen Shihan was unresponsive.
He sat in the driver’s seat, floored the accelerator, and sped away.
“Let you go? Mo Shuifu, have you forgotten? That night, you invited me!” Shen Shihan mercilessly pierced the truth.
Mo Shuifu shivered. Yes, that night, she had initiated it.
The most shameful one was clearly herself.
But what could she do about it…
She stopped talking, finding her words powerless.
“What, you just refuse to admit that you like Shen Chi, don’t you? Mo Shuifu, I’ve really underestimated you.”
“I don’t like Fourth Master. Shen Shihan, please stop pushing me.”