If You Could Hear My Heart-Chapter 814 - The Beginning of the Wedding

Chapter 814: Chapter 814 The Beginning of the Wedding

“What does he need help with, to be a best man, surely.” Xu Chaomu stated with disdain.

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“I haven’t heard anything like that, and I doubt Achi would ever be a best man,” the butler murmured softly.

“He and Li Beiting are birds of a feather, neither are anything good.”

Uh… the butler was sweating bullets, and only Xu Chaomu dared to curse Shen Chi like this. The key point was, no matter how Xu Chaomu cursed, Achi would never get angry, right?!

“Chaomu, breakfast is ready, shall I bring it to you?” the butler asked.

“No need, I’m going to find Yu Weiwei.”

Xu Chaomu, with her bag slung over her shoulder, was ready to leave the house; she was planning to visit Yu Weiwei’s research institute first.

“Achi has instructed that you rest well at home.”

“Why should I listen to him? This is house arrest! What rest well, why doesn’t he rest well?!” Xu Chaomu was furious.

Having said that, Xu Chaomu started walking towards the living room exit.

However, just as Xu Chaomu reached the door of the living room, several muscular male servants stood in the doorway.

“Madam Achi, I’m sorry,” the butler said in a low voice.

This was Shen Chi’s order, and she was powerless to change it.

Xu Chaomu, looking at the line of servants, was very angry: “Are you defying me? If I insist on going out, can you stop me?”

“Madam Achi, it’s still early. Why don’t you go back upstairs and sleep a little longer? When you wake up, everything will be better,” the butler said.

“Yes, I’ll sleep a bit more and when I wake up, Li Beiting will be married,” Xu Chaomu said dejectedly. “At such a time, I can’t be by Yu Weiwei’s side.”

“Madam Achi, please don’t make it difficult for us,” the butler said.

This was the only way she could persuade Xu Chaomu; she knew that every time she said this, Xu Chaomu would listen.

Today was no exception.

Indeed, Xu Chaomu looked up sorrowfully and glanced over everyone.

Yes, if she made it difficult for them, and forced her way out, she certainly could leave.

But if she did, given Shen Chi’s character, when he returned, these people, including the butler, would not only lose their jobs, they might not be able to survive in C City.

The butler had been with the Shen Family for many years, and Xu Chaomu didn’t want to make things difficult for her.

Feeling helpless, she could only turn away and silently prepared to go upstairs without a word.

With a loud “bang,” Xu Chaomu forcefully closed the door to her bedroom.

Seeing Xu Chaomu finally agree to go upstairs, the butler breathed a sigh of relief.

“Disperse, disperse,” the butler gestured, waving her hand at the male servants.

The male servants nodded and left the living room.

The butler sighed, feeling quite sorry for Xu Chaomu, as she always exploited Xu Chaomu’s kindness.

But she had no choice, otherwise, she couldn’t stop Xu Chaomu.

After Xu Chaomu went upstairs, she made a call to Shen Chi.

“Achi, there are no problems here with Madam Achi, her mood is fairly stable.”

“Understood, don’t let her leave the Shen Family,” Shen Chi said in a deep voice.

“Achi… do you really not want to let Madam Achi go to see her friend?”

“No,” was the firm reply.

“Okay…” the butler nodded her head, knowing that Shen Chi was always steadfast in his decisions.

…

St. Petersburg Cathedral in C City.

The sky was a clear, cloudless blue. The sun from above refracted countless splendid rays of light, shining on the earth, the leaves, and on the cathedral itself.

The church was surrounded by a large lawn, which despite the early autumn season, remained lush and verdant.

Outside the church, there was an archway of fresh flowers, their delicate fragrance wafting through the air — roses, lilies, baby’s breath… All of these flowers had been flown in from the Netherlands that morning, some still with tender dewdrops clinging to them.

A gentle breeze lifted the white gauzy curtains, making everything seem dreamlike and fantastical.

Inside the church, the guests were seated, waiting for the wedding to begin.

Shen Chi sat among them, silently watching the stage.

He was dressed in a custom-tailored black suit that was sharp and sleek, without a single wrinkle. His face was expressionless, his facial contours stiff, silent and uncommunicative.

Journalists were everywhere, flashbulbs flashing nonstop!

Even though it was Li Beiting’s wedding, Shen Chi was still the focal point of all media attention.

Cameras targeted him, flickering constantly, “click” “click”, capturing one photo after another.

Shen Chi was without a female companion by his side, and a reporter bold enough approached him, “President Shen, your friend President Li is getting married today, when do you plan to have your own wedding?

Microphones were aimed at Shen Chi in unison, and he coldly glanced at them but did not answer.

His bodyguards immediately drove them away, not allowing them to disturb Shen Chi.

That’s when Shen Chi stood up and walked outside the church.

Unexpectedly, there were even more journalists outside!

Microphones were thrust his way, “President Shen, it’s President Li’s wedding day today, could you please say a few words to the media?”

“President Shen, someone captured photos of you and Miss Bai Man together in Washington recently, are you planning to get back together with Miss Bai Man?”

“President Shen, when do you plan to get married?”

…

The questions were overwhelming, and Shen Chi asked Xiao Mo in a cold voice, “Where did all these journalists come from?”

Xiao Mo reluctantly answered, “President Shen, it couldn’t be helped, President Li’s wedding this time is quite grand.”

“Doesn’t that mean these journalists will be busy later?” The corners of Shen Chi’s lips turned up with a meaningful curve.

Xiao Mo understood what Shen Chi meant and didn’t speak.

As Shen Chi walked outside, the flash photography continued incessantly. But he was already accustomed to such scenes and remained unflustered, face as impassive as ever.

Just then, he saw Li Beiting’s father and Uncle Mi walking over, chatting as they walked.

They both looked jubilant, very happy.

Shen Chi approached them and greeted, “Uncle Li, Uncle Mi.”

“Achi, thank you for looking after us,” said Li Beiting’s father.

“Uncle Li is too polite,” Shen Chi replied with a slight curve to his lips. “However, seeing as there are so many journalists, shouldn’t we deploy more people around the church?”

Hearing Shen Chi’s words, Xiao Mo kept his composure.

Shen Chi had discussed with Li Beiting the day before, ensuring that all the manpower of Uncle Li and Uncle Mi was concentrated here at the church, thus relax the vigilance elsewhere.

Only by doing so could they create a distraction.

“Achi is right, there are indeed too many journalists today,” agreed Uncle Li. “These reporters are as annoying as flies.”

Though Li Beiting’s father complained verbally, he was actually pleased.

The abundance of reporters indicated a grand scale, which testified to high status and meant that the following day’s reports would be extensive.

“Wedding matters are significant, these journalists, when they need to be stopped, must be stopped,” Shen Chi said casually.

Uncle Mi nodded in agreement, “Hmm, we’ll transfer some more people over to ensure the wedding goes smoothly.”

The corners of Shen Chi’s lips curled, and he said, “I won’t disturb Uncle Li and Uncle Mi any longer, I’ve brought a gift for Beiting, I’ll go give it to him.”

“Okay, Achi, you go ahead.”