If You Could Hear My Heart-Chapter 1628: Spring Breeze Blows, Cherry Blossoms Fly (5)

Chapter 1628: Chapter 1628: Spring Breeze Blows, Cherry Blossoms Fly (5)

He always understood her, but she never understood him.

He was right. If she had known about her father’s accident two years ago, it would have been impossible for her to study abroad in France. She would have done everything she could, searching high and low for connections to help reduce her father’s sentence.

"Miss Xia, I’ve noticed that President Xiao is deeply devoted to you," Yao Hongming said with a chuckle. "If he didn’t love you, why would he help you like this? Oh, by the way, I found out that all your university fees were covered by President Xiao."

"What?!" Xia Chuqing was shocked once again, her eyes widening.

All her university fees? She relied mostly on scholarships and part-time jobs!

"President Xiao knew you were proud and didn’t give you money directly. Instead, he made a large donation to your school to be used for scholarships, significantly increasing the scholarship fund for the finance department. And for the small jobs you did, once President Xiao found out, he ensured you were paid extra."

Thinking deeply, Xia Chuqing realized that she did have decent wages for every job she took during university.

She had thought it was due to her abilities and that her employers valued her.

As it turns out, this was the truth.

Does it mean that the salary for her internship at the Shen Group was also paid extra by him?

"I looked into this for you, partly out of curiosity, and also to quell my sister’s thoughts. After I told Jiajia everything, she realized she could never replace the place you have in President Xiao’s heart, and she’s given up. Recently, my dad introduced her to a new boyfriend. Though he may not compare to President Xiao, he’s still decent. So, from now on, you won’t have to worry about my sister disrupting your relationship with President Xiao. She’s afraid of me, her brother."

Yao Hongming took a sip of coffee and smiled slightly.

"Mr. Yao, thank you." Xia Chuqing was still in shock.

Yao Hongming’s words echoed endlessly in her mind, like the ringing of bells, shaking her heart.

The truth arrived so late, why did he never tell her?

Maybe this was his character, restrained and unobtrusive.

"Miss Xia." Yao Hongming called out to her, frowning slightly. He always felt that Xia Chuqing had something on her mind today.

"Ah." Xia Chuqing returned to her senses, her gaze shifting.

"Do you have something on your mind? You can tell me if you want, I’d gladly be your friend."

"No, no..." Xia Chuqing shook her head, painfully closing her eyes.

A voice inside her had always been calling his name, Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo...

Yet, no one answered her anymore.

After parting ways with Yao Hongming, Xia Chuqing stood dully at the bus stop, looking at the city’s buildings and the traffic passing by.

Suddenly, she felt a bit lost, unsure of where to go or what direction to take...

She had just realized that he was her real refuge, the only source of security she felt.

Although he yelled at her when drunk, it was only because she hadn’t given him the same sense of security.

He was strong, but any heart is tender. No matter how strong, it’s only because it’s wrapped in a thick coating.

He showed her his vulnerable side, but she never thought to give him a bit of warmth, only hitting him hard instead.

That day, when she left his house, he must have been very sad, right?

She never thought that he liked her for a long time, not any shorter than her liking him...

She always believed she invested far more in this love, but upon knowing the truth, what did she really give? She was always the one being cared for.

Men are far more profound than women...

Holding her bag, Xia Chuqing realized after getting off the bus that she had arrived at an unknown place, surrounded by strangers.

Wrong stop...

Well, wrong is wrong; she walked heavily along the street, step after step.

There was someone she missed dearly.

The night breeze blew gently on her face, as if a hand were softly caressing it.

She recalled his gentleness, his kisses, everything about him...

"Xiao Mo, Xiao Mo... you bastard..." Xia Chuqing cried and shouted as she walked.

Passersby looked at Xia Chuqing with curious eyes, thinking this woman must be crazy.

Xia Chuqing also felt that she must be going crazy; she missed him so much.

There was a bridge in this place, and as if by instinct, Xia Chuqing found herself at its edge.

The moonlight and streetlights reflecting on the river, the shimmering water, occasionally a few small fish jumping out and making soft noises.

It was quiet here, the moonlight was beautiful, the scenery was lovely, but she didn’t like it.

Without him, even the finest hours are nothing but false settings; she wants nothing but him to return.

Occasionally, people passed by on the bridge; Xia Chuqing was standing by the railing, looking into the water.

The water was clear, and with the wind blowing, wrinkles formed on its surface, fragmenting the moon’s reflection, and the river emitted a faint fragrance.

Holding onto the bridge railing, staring intently, Xia Chuqing became lost in thought.

It seemed like Xiao Mo was always right before her, never far away.

She remembered that night in the hotel when he said, "Let me hold you," and she hadn’t forgotten the embrace to this day.

She also remembered the protection he gave when his parents mocked and ridiculed her, even defying them for her sake.

But now, he’s gone, forever away from her...

He had been silently protecting her, why hadn’t she ever felt this warmth?

She even doubted his intentions were pure.

As he said, did Xiao Mo need to use a woman to climb to power? Of course not. She had seen his excellence and capability firsthand.

Moreover, he didn’t even take the position of Munich branch president; he even told her he could resign as Group Vice President for her.

His promises, she never took to heart, simply because she felt inferior.

"Xiao Mo... Xiao Mo... come back..." She shouted desperately at the water, tears streaming down her face.

Her voice turned hoarse, but he still didn’t appear.

The wind blew incessantly against her face, and her heart became increasingly desolate.

Unsure of how long she stood there, her phone rang in her bag; it was still an unfamiliar number.

"Xia Chuqing, Xiao Mo’s parents want to see you; they’re at Xiao Mo’s house," Shen Chi’s low and slow voice said. "Are you available to come over?"

Xia Chuqing hesitated for a moment, nodded: "President Shen, I’ll come over now."

Xiao Mo’s parents must hate her, but she couldn’t avoid this confrontation.

"Yes, they’re all waiting for you. Control your emotions a bit; they’re too old to endure much distress."

Xia Chuqing’s eyes burned, almost unable to hold back her tears again.

She had cried many times lately, thinking that if she could cry to death, it would be better, but she was still alive nonetheless.

She gently rubbed her ring, under the moonlight, the diamond’s glow turned serene and calm.