Chapter 747 - 747: What If Shen Chi Doesn't Want Me in the Future
Chapter 747: Chapter 747: What If Shen Chi Doesn’t Want Me in the Future
“I don’t want to go back to the Shen Family.” Xu Chaomu said indifferently.
“Then I’ll take you to the Waterside Pavilion.” Wen Zhiyuan knew that Shen Chi had bought Xu Chaomu a delicate villa called the Waterside Pavilion.
“Hmm.” Xu Chaomu nodded, she had no other choice.
Only then did Wen Zhiyuan start the car and drive out of the hospital.
It was evening now, and the sun was about to sink to the edge of the sky, painting the clouds orange-yellow. With the approach of nightfall, streetlights twinkled on, one after another.
As he drove, Wen Zhiyuan said to Xu Chaomu, “Promise me, don’t do anything foolish again.”
“It’s not foolish, I’ve thought about it for a long time.” Xu Chaomu retorted.
“Before I give you the truth, you have to keep the child!” Wen Zhiyuan said sternly, “Don’t you feel a bit of heartache for him? Or, don’t you look forward at all to what this child will look like?”
“I… love him.”
“Well isn’t that enough? Take good care of this child.”
Xu Chaomu fell silent, she knew Wen Zhiyuan was right, but what could she do now?
“Make a call to Shen Chi, have a conversation with him,” Wen Zhiyuan suggested gently.
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Xu Chaomu still didn’t speak. Call Shen Chi? She was afraid… Bai Man would answer again.
Seeing that Xu Chaomu remained silent, Wen Zhiyuan couldn’t help but ask curiously, “What’s wrong? Did you quarrel with him? Do you have a conflict?”
“No.” Xu Chaomu shook her head.
“That’s good then, it’s best not to quarrel, quarrelling hurts the feelings too much.”
After saying this, Wen Zhiyuan seemed to sigh.
Xu Chaomu turned to look at his profile. Was he thinking of himself? She heard that he had also argued with Shen Di years ago, disliking Shen Di’s temper, and on impulse, he had returned to the country.
That separation lasted for five years.
“Dr. Wen, may I ask you a serious question?” Xu Chaomu looked at him earnestly.
In the light of the setting sun, she found this man very pleasant to look at, gentler than Shen Chi, but also more mature than Shen Chi. After all, he was several years older. He appeared gentle and modest in his white shirt, always with a faint smile at the corners of his mouth.
“What is it?” Wen Zhiyuan asked indifferently.
“Why are you still not married?”
If she remembered correctly, five years ago he said he was ready to get married. Yet five years later, after her return from Paris, he was still single.
Wen Zhiyuan curved his lips, smiling faintly, “Don’t want to get married.”
“Why?”
“There’s not so many why’s, being alone is also pretty good.”
“I don’t believe it, you must have someone you like.”
“No one.” Wen Zhiyuan looked straight ahead, tone unemotional.
“Then I’ll ask you one question, and you answer me honestly, do you like my sister, Shen Di?” Xu Chaomu asked very seriously.
“You haven’t promised me yet to keep this child, no more foolishness allowed.”
“You answer me first,” Xu Chaomu insisted.
Wen Zhiyuan curled his lips, only, he didn’t answer her question.
“Childish kid, where do all these questions come from.” Wen Zhiyuan said lightly.
“Why do you treat me like a child? I’m not a child, you see, I even have a child in my stomach.” Xu Chaomu complained.
Wen Zhiyuan’s impression of Xu Chaomu had always remained at their first meeting five years ago; back then, she was just a child, a child well protected by Shen Chi.
Having returned five years later, he could feel that on the surface, Xu Chaomu seemed healed, but deep down, she wasn’t.
She always appeared carefree and cheerful, but what’s on the surface can only ever be taken at face value.
Not knowing sorrow doesn’t mean one truly doesn’t know it; rather, all the bad things are buried deep within the heart.
Xu Chaomu was a girl who deserved to be treated well.
Wen Zhiyuan curled his lips again, “Because you look like you’re eighteen.”
Xu Chaomu laughed; under the setting sun, Wen Zhiyuan was especially appealing, his demeanor gentle and clear, as if the years had softened a touch.
“Are you complimenting me for being young?” Xu Chaomu laughed.
“No, you simply are very young.” Wen Zhiyuan laughed as well.
“Why does every man know how to sweet-talk?” Xu Chaomu now saw Wen Zhiyuan in a new light; she had thought he was not like Shen Chi.
“It’s not sweet-talk, it’s the truth.”
Xu Chaomu was even happier, “Dr. Wen, you’re also very good at cheering someone up.”
“That toy at the back, I bought it for you.” Wen Zhiyuan glanced back.
Xu Chaomu turned around, indeed, there was a toy at the back, neither too big nor too small, just the right size to hold in both hands.
She reached for it and scooped it up.
“It’s quite cute, I like it.” Xu Chaomu smiled.
The warm glow of the sunset shone through the window onto her face, making it feel as if her heart had warmed up as well.
The gloom in her heart dispersed quite a bit as she quietly looked at the toy.
With a pat, the toy even talked, and Xu Chaomu suddenly burst into “giggles.”
“Dr. Wen, if Shen Chi doesn’t want me in the future, I’ll marry you, okay?” Xu Chaomu joked.
But a man as considerate and gentle as this, very charming indeed.
“How could he not want you.”
“I mean, if, if…”
“It’s okay.” Wen Zhiyuan also smiled.
“Then let’s settle it like that.”
Wen Zhiyuan just smiled and didn’t speak further. How could Shen Chi not want Xu Chaomu, Wen Zhiyuan had seen the love he had for her.
However, at this moment, seeing that Xu Chaomu seemed a bit happier, at least not as desperate as in the hospital, was a relief to Wen Zhiyuan.
Soon, Wen Zhiyuan brought her to the Waterside Pavilion.
“Dr. Wen, come inside. I’ll cook for you.” Xu Chaomu invited him.
“I’ve heard it’s terrible,” Wen Zhiyuan commented, “So, I choose not to eat.”
“How annoying, why are all you guys so annoying. My cooking isn’t bad, really.” Xu Chaomu was deflated.
Although she could make no more than five dishes in total… It couldn’t be that bad, could it?
The last time she cooked for Shen Chi he had finished everything; could it be… that he was just giving her face?
“Chaomu, won’t you get too bored alone at the Waterside Pavilion?” Wen Zhiyuan asked.
Xu Chaomu shook her head, “No, it’s nice.”
She just missed Shen Chi a little, missed how he was there every day…
“Forget the events of the past few days, walk around at home more, get some nutrition, and take good care of yourself.” Wen Zhiyuan instructed.
“Dr. Wen, come in and sit, I promise, I won’t cook for you.” Xu Chaomu said.
Xu Chaomu took his words to heart.
“Promise me first, that until I give you a clear answer, you will take good care of yourself.”
“I know.”
“Good to know.”
“Dr. Wen, I’ve realized you’d be quite suited to being a teacher too,” Xu Chaomu noted.
He wasn’t vague when it came to lecturing her, and his approach was different from Shen Chi’s; Shen Chi was the kind that could make you hate him to the bone, the bad teacher, while Wen Zhiyuan was the kind with a lot of affinity, the good teacher.