If You Could Hear My Heart

Chapter 602: Chapter 602: The War without Gunpowder Smoke
 

In this world, the grander promises often withstand the test of time the least.

Yu Weiwei gazed at the ring before her, the diamond still dazzling and sparkling with brilliance under the light.

Just as she lowered her head, suddenly, the handle of the restroom door turned, and she quickly stuffed the diamond ring into her handbag.

The person who entered was none other than Mi Fei.

“What a coincidence, Miss Yu is here too,” Mi Fei said with a smile.

“Quite a coincidence, I just came to touch up my makeup.”

Yu Weiwei calmly took out her makeup bag and began applying makeup as if no one else was around.

Mi Fei went to the sink next to Yu Weiwei, turned on the faucet, and leisurely washed her hands.

“Does Miss Yu also like this brand of foundation? I’m actually using this one too, it’s really good,” Mi Fei said with a smile.

“Is that so? I don’t find it that good, actually. I was in a hurry when I left home and just grabbed it randomly. I was thinking of throwing it away,” Yu Weiwei said indifferently.

“That foundation is quite expensive, isn’t it a pity to throw it away?”

“If it’s not suitable for oneself, no matter how expensive, it’s useless. I don’t see anything to pity, I can just go to the counter and buy another one,” Yu Weiwei said.

“That’s true,” Mi Fei laughed, “If it’s not suitable for you, no matter how you use it, it will never feel right. Better to throw it away, to avoid damaging your skin.”

Yu Weiwei glanced at Mi Fei from the corner of her eye; the young woman always had a smile on her face, as blooming as peach blossoms in spring, wearing a light blue long dress, fresh and vibrant, full of boundless energy.

“Yes, what others think is good might not be good for oneself,” Yu Weiwei spoke in a flat tone.

After Yu Weiwei finished speaking, Mi Fei gave a faint smile.

“By the way, I just saw Miss Yu looking at baby cribs, are you planning to give it as a gift?” Mi Fei asked.

Yu Weiwei faced the mirror and said with a straight laugh, “It’s for myself. My boyfriend and I think it’s better to add another baby crib at home.”

“Really?” Mi Fei’s eyes revealed a different expression, “Is Miss Yu getting married soon?”Nôv(el)B\\jnn

“The date isn’t set yet, probably towards the end of the year,” Yu Weiwei maintained her composure.

“That’s soon then, congratulations to Miss Yu. What does your boyfriend do?”

“Thank you.” Yu Weiwei said indifferently, “He works at a company.”

“That’s nice. Miss Yu, with such a good personality, your boyfriend must be very happy.”

“No, I am the one who is happy. He treats me very well. No matter what it is, he always considers my feelings and asks for my opinion first. Being with him means he accommodates me more,” Yu Weiwei said offhandedly.

Suddenly, she remembered her time with Li Beiting. When they were together, it seemed they were always unwilling to yield to each other, with neither willing to make accommodations.

Maybe he would be happier with Mi Fei in the future. At least Mi Fei had a gentler nature and wouldn’t have a temper like hers.

She and Li Beiting really weren’t suitable for each other.

It had been three years since she and Li Beiting split up, and she had never considered getting back together. However, healing from a relationship takes time.

Sometimes it’s long, sometimes it’s short. For some, it could be three months, for others, it might take three years, five years, or even longer.

“Miss Yu, I’m getting married soon too. My engagement ceremony is next week,” Mi Fei said.

Yu Weiwei, holding the foundation, paused; she knew Li Beiting was getting engaged soon, but didn’t expect it to come this quickly.

Well, Li Beiting was twenty-eight already; it was time for him to get married.

“Congratulations, Miss Mi, I wish you happiness.”

“Thank you.”

Yu Weiwei felt a sense of oppression in the restroom. She quickly finished touching up her makeup, gathered her things, and gave Mi Fei a slight smile.

“Miss Mi, I’m done. I’ll go ahead and leave first, okay?”

“Sure, Miss Yu, take care.”

Yu Weiwei nodded and walked out of the restroom.

The encounter between her and Mi Fei was like a war without gunpowder among women. Throughout the process, Mi Fei remained wary and probing towards her.

Her own heart, however, was without ripples. After washing her face, she felt much more clear-headed.

After all, he was just an ex-boyfriend she no longer wanted, nothing to fuss over.

Didn’t her Yu Weiwei’s research institute have all kinds of men coming and going every day? Was she lacking men? Ridiculous.

She continued to browse casually on the first floor. From a distance, she saw Li Beiting again.

Li Beiting wore a white shirt, handsome and striking, high in visual appeal and body shape, standing out in the crowd.

No wonder Mi Fei was so wary of her; Li Beiting was quite outstanding after all. Having an excellent husband required one to be vigilant.

Li Beiting seemed to be waiting for Mi Fei and did not notice Yu Weiwei.

They were far apart. Yu Weiwei looked at his figure from behind and casually curled her lips into a faint smile, yet her chest felt a wistful loss.

At that moment, Xu Chaomu called her, “Weiwei, I’m here, where are you?”

“First floor, come in, and you’ll see me.”

“Okay.”

After hanging up, within a minute, Yu Weiwei saw Xu Chaomu.

Xu Chaomu looked pale; she had been preoccupied with the lost video, and still, she had no clue who was behind it.

Jian Sisi? Definitely not; she had deceived Shen Chi, and her consequences were probably not good right now.

Shen Chi? Certainly not; if it were him, he surely wouldn’t have been able to keep his cool.

Zhou Ran? Shen Cexian? Shen Shihan?

Her mind was a mess, she simply couldn’t guess who it was. If the video fell into any of their hands, what would they do?

“Chaomu, what are you thinking about?” Yu Weiwei walked next to Xu Chaomu and patted her shoulder.

“Thinking about handsome guys,” Xu Chaomu reigned in her emotions.

“And here I thought you were thinking of me, negative points,” Yu Weiwei huffed coldly and linked arms with Xu Chaomu.

“Getting jealous again, Weiwei? You don’t know how much I’ve missed you. Yearning morning and night, every evening I keep thinking…” Xu Chaomu intentionally stopped mid-sentence.

“Thinking about what?”

“Thinking about when you’ll give a red envelope for my baby.”

“Shameless Xu Chaomu.”

“Generous and lovely Yu Weiwei.”

“Don’t lean so close to me; I don’t know you,” Yu Weiwei huffed coldly.

“I like you so much, and now you say you don’t know me. I’m heartbroken, I don’t love you anymore…”

The two climbed the stairs hand in hand, sticking closely together.

Seeing Yu Weiwei instantly dispelled all of Xu Chaomu’s worries, as if returning to those carefree youthful days.

“Chaomu, I just saw a pretty baby crib, I’ll give it as a gift to your baby.”

“Then I’ll thank you on behalf of the baby, thank you, Aunt Weiwei.”

“No need to thank me, when I have my own baby in the future, you still have to give it back.”

“…” Xu Chaomu rolled her eyes. Was there anyone so straightforward?

As they were climbing the stairs, Xu Chaomu suddenly spotted someone at the bottom, a figure resembling Li Beiting.

The elevator rose slowly; she looked twice, sure enough, it was Li Beiting!

Soon, a blur of blue walked toward Li Beiting.

Xu Chaomu looked again, it was Mi Fei.

Today really was a significant day; both Li Beiting and Mi Fei were out shopping.

She glanced at Yu Weiwei; Yu Weiwei had been looking indifferently at the upper floors, with no expression on her face.