If You Could Hear My Heart

Chapter 22: The Secret to a Big Chest

“Haven’t you ever heard of the phrase, the more the merrier? Just tell me all the methods you know about. I’m listening.”

Xu Zhaomu appeared eager to learn.

“To be honest, I do know some methods. I’ve done my research as well,” Yu Weiwei said mysteriously.

“Weiwei, you’ve even done research? Come on, tell me quickly. If any of your methods prove to be effective, I will fork out money for your magazines.” Xu Zhaomu thumped her chest with her fists.

“Listen up. First, there are papayas,” Yu Weiwei explained. “Papayas have been a tool for attaining large chests since ancient times. This method is rather odd. Papayas can be squeezed into papaya milk or cut up and eaten with other fruits. Whatever suits your taste.”

Xu Zhaomu stared at Yu Weiwei in admiration. She was truly a multitalented and versatile miracle woman.

“Second, you can purchase essential oils. By rubbing them on every day, you’ll achieve a good figure.” Yu Weiwei grinned.

“Third, there are a ton of commercials pushing various pills. There are many different types of pills, but I don’t recommend this method.”

Xu Zhaomu nodded her head. “No, they’re no good. No good.”

Yu Weiwei suddenly leaned in closer to Xu Zhaomu. She whispered, “I have another secret method. It definitely doesn’t have any side effects, and you’ll see results immediately. There will be no irritation to the skin either. The results are instant.”

“Yu Weiwei, you sure are capable. Maybe you should consider filming commercials in the future?”

“No, no, no. I am someone with grand aspirations. How could I go and make commercials? It would be a waste of my talent.”

Xu Zhaomu burst into laughter. “Quick, tell me. What is the secret method?”

“Listen up.” Yu Weiwei cleared her throat. She drew closer to Xu Zhaomu’s ear. “Men!”

“……” Xu Zhaomu didn’t understand.

“Stupid!” Yu Weiwei bent down and flipped through the area below her desk. Finally, she fished out a precious magazine. “Have a look at this.”

Yu Weiwei flipped to a certain page. Xu Zhaomu had a deep longing to learn, and because of this she read everything with great focus.

After reading everything from this magazine line by line, Xu Zhaomu slapped the table in sorrow. What kind of horrible idea was this?

“Yu Weiwei, your moral principles have been devoured by dogs!” Xu Zhaomu used the magazine to whack her.

The hands of a man were the secret to having a full chest. What kind of nonsense was that. Yu Weiwei seemed to be lacking a moral compass, even more than she was.

“That’s fine if you don’t believe it. Come on then, give the magazine back to me. This is not the time to be discussing this issue. We should consider what to do about inviting our guardians tomorrow.” Yu Weiwei instantly became dejected once again.

“What do you plan to do?”

Yu Weiwei bent her head to the side and pondered for a long time. Finally, her eyes lit up.

“I’ve called Li Beiting Second Uncle so many times. I’m not going to let him get away with teasing me so easily.” Yu Weiwei’s eyes were radiant.

“You’ll ask Li Beiting to come?”

“At the very least, it’s better than letting my parents know, right?” Yu Weiwei smiled at her brainstorm.

Xu Zhaomu flashed her a thumbs-up.

So Xu Zhaomu decided to follow her lead. When she went home, she’d look for Shen Shihan.

The people of the Shen family all treated her in a very lukewarm manner. Thus, she followed a simple guideline: if she had a big issue, she would look for Fourth Brother; a small issue, she would look for Third Brother. She automatically classified the magazine as a small issue.

However, after eating dinner, Xu Zhaomu started to sneak over into the garden of the west wing, only to dragged back by a large hand the moment she took a step outside.

“Have you completed your homework for today?”

Shen Chi sat at the table. His eyes were sharp and penetrating as he knocked on the tabletop indifferently.

He had removed his black suit and was only wearing a white blouse. The buttons near his collar were casually unfastened, allowing his wheat-colored skin to peek out seductively.

Xu Zhaomu stared at him. Then, her eyes slowly slide downward…

“I’m asking you a question!” Shen Chi increased his volume.

“I’ve finished.” Xu Zhaomu told a lie.

Finished? She didn’t even know what to write about. She was going to copy Yu Weiwei’s homework the next day.

“Bring it to me and let me have a look.” Shen Chi knocked on the table a few more times.

“Fourth Brother, aren’t you tired? I heard that the Group has been quite busy recently. You should rest early, otherwise you won’t be able to get up tomorrow. The entire Group is counting on you. I’ll help you get some fresh clothes. You should take a bath and rest.”

Xu Zhaomu leaped up to stand behind Shen Chi. Her little hands started to massage his shoulders very enthusiastically.

“Are you going to show it to me, or must I get it myself?”

The corner of Shen Chi’s lips slipped upward into a smile. His long, slender fingers drummed against the table.

Why was this man so hard to deal with?

Xu Zhaomu hastily blocked his way. “I shan’t bother you by making you get it yourself. I’ll go, I’ll go.”

If he made a move, her trove of treasures would be discovered.

She had gone to purchase a bottle of bust-enhancing essential oil after school. The owner of the store had mentioned that it was extremely effective.

The secret method that Yu Weiwei had mentioned was too impractical. Papayas were too large. They would be discovered fairly easily.

Rubbing on essential oils was the best method.

However, Shen Chi had been standing behind her for an unknown period of time as she took her own sweet time to rummage through her bag to find her homework.

“What are these dribs and drabs?” He frowned as he questioned her coldly.

Xu Zhaomu hurriedly covered up her treasure and shoved it deeper into her bag.

However, she was one step too late.

Shen Chi grabbed her school bag and overturned it. He shook out everything in the bag with a clatter.

There was really nothing.

Textbooks…homework…manga…snacks…a pocket mirror…

And finally, a green, greasy bottle of essential oils tumbled out.

Shen Chi’s entire face darkened. Xu Zhaomu covered her eyes…

This scene was too embarrassing. She didn’t dare to look.

Shen Chi bent over to pick up the bottle of essential oil. Two small words were printed on the bottle: Bust-Enhancing.

His lips slipped into a cold smile. He had spent too much time at the Group lately. He had neglected the psychological education of this girl.

She was so young. Where did these ideas pop up from?

His large hand gripped the bottle of essential oil. His icy eyes shifted to Xu Zhaomu’s face.

“Where did this come from?” Shen Chi bellowed.

Xu Zhaomu trembled. She shifted her hand that was covering her eyes and laughed lightly. “I bought it for someone.”

“Bought it for someone? Yu Weiwei?” Shen Chi continued interrogating her.

Tears filled Xu Zhaomu’s eyes. If she betrayed Yu Weiwei, Shen Chi would definitely give Yu Weiwei’s father a call. If that happened, Yu Weiwei might just stop being her friend.

“I bought it for myself,” Xu Zhaomu confessed.

The sneer on Shen Chi’s face became even more pronounced. His eyes slowly trailed down her face, before pausing at the collar of her pajamas.

Her neckline wasn’t that high, nor was it too low. From his perspective, he could see a small portion of her landscape.

Xu Zhaomu folded her arms and covered her chest hurriedly. “You…you…you… what are you looking at?”

“I’m checking to see if you need this.”

Shen Chi held the essential oil and smirked, seemingly in contemplation.

This was Xu Zhaomu’s first time realizing that this man had the potential to become a gangster.

“Return it to me!” Xu Zhaomu tried to snatch it back.

Shen Chi grasped the bottle in his hands tightly. Xu Zhaomu could only grab at the air as she circled Shen Chi in an attempt to snatch the bottle.

“Why did you buy this?” Shen Chi’s voice was as chilly as before.

“Obviously to get a bigger chest,” Xu Zhaomu uttered in disdain.

“And what did you want that for?”

“To go and seduce little boys.”

Xu Zhaomu hopped onto a stool. She reached her hands out to snatch the bottle of essential oil in Shen Chi’s hands.

Shen Chi’s complexion was getting darker and darker. A bigger chest? Seduce little boys?

He had forgotten. She was going to be 18 years old this year. It was the age where girls would normally start developing feelings.