Chapter 599: 599: Sending Your Mother to Prison

“Marriage is a rather important matter.” Shen Chi said.

“I know.” Xu Chaomu looked at the fish in the tank, seemingly indifferent.

Marriage, of course, was one of the most important things in life, but if the person you ended up marrying wasn’t the one you loved, then what was the point of getting married?

However, since Li Beiting had chosen Mi Fei, perhaps, he did love Mi Fei.

“So, my elder sister is coming back.” Shen Chi spoke calmly.

After saying this, he glanced at Xu Chaomu.

Xu Chaomu blinked, turning to meet his gaze.

His elder sister? Shen Di?

During her years with the Shen Family, Shen Di had never returned. But she had seen Shen Di’s photographs—graceful and dignified, a typical lady of a big family.

In particular, there was one photo of her at an overseas solo concert where Shen Di was playing the violin, her long hair draped quietly over her shoulders, her white dress fluttering, and her smile serene and beautiful.

Xu Chaomu remembered how she had held that picture, constantly praising Shen Chi, saying their family had great genes.

Now, Xu Chaomu was somewhat worried—was she dragging down the overall standard of the Shen family?

“I’ve never met your sister…” Xu Chaomu said uneasily, her eyes darting away.

Over the years, Shen Di had never returned, and she knew that Shen Chi sometimes called Shen Di or met up with his sister when he was on business trips to Australia.

But it was different for her; she had never even seen Shen Di before, which inevitably made her nervous.

She wondered what kind of person Shen Di was. Would she be as assertive as Zhou Ran, or as cold as Shen Chi? Or neither?

Xu Chaomu twisted her hands together, feeling anxious.

“She hasn’t met you either.” Shen Chi said lightly.

“Will she like me?” Xu Chaomu raised her eyes to ask Shen Chi.

“She will.” Shen Chi rubbed her hair. “She often praises you on the phone.”

“Praises me for what?”

“For being gentle and generous, understanding.”

“Liar.” Xu Chaomu snorted coldly, not believing a word.

Praising her for being easy-going and lively was more like it, but saying she was gentle… that seemed too far-fetched.

“Wait for her to come back and let her praise you in person,” Shen Chi said with a smile.

“How embarrassing that would be,” Xu Chaomu said shyly, looking down. “I would get arrogant.”

“I just want to see what kind of flattering words my sister can come up with for you,” Shen Chi said calmly.

“Get lost!” Xu Chaomu was angry; the man’s sharp tongue was as reliable as ever, making her itch with irritation.

Shen Chi only smiled, his large hand resting on her head, sweet contentment in his heart.

Xu Chaomu looked at the aquarium in front of her and asked, “Is my elder sister getting married soon too?”

“Don’t know,” Shen Chi replied with a simple three words.

Xu Chaomu frowned, huffing, “What kind of brother are you, not even knowing if your sister has a boyfriend or if she’s about to get married? Incompetent.”

“Years ago, my sister forbade me from mentioning anything related to her getting married. She’s my elder sister; what she says goes,” Shen Chi shrugged.

“You wouldn’t inquire about it? Are you a pet pig, Shen Chi?!”

Xu Chaomu remembered Shen Chi calling her a pet pig not long ago, and today, ironically, the term fit him perfectly.

“…” Shen Chi’s mouth twitched with a sense of grudge as he looked at Xu Chaomu.

The girl had suddenly started holding grudges; she actually remembered something he’d said not long ago.

“As of now, it seems my sister has no plans to marry,” Shen Chi said indifferently.

“With my sister’s beauty and talent, there must be many chasing after her, probably because there are so many suitors that she needs more time to choose,” Xu Chaomu reasoned.

“Of course, my sister has many suitors, unlike you.”

“If I weren’t pregnant, I’d have lots of suitors too! Overseas…”

Xu Chaomu trailed off, then suddenly covered her mouth, oh, it seemed she had let something slip.

As expected, Shen Chi became more alert, his sharp eyes staring at her: “What about overseas?”

“Nothing.”

“Hmm?”

“Overseas aesthetic standards are different; not many people chased after me,” Xu Chaomu said, waving her hand dismissively.

“Let’s see who dares to chase after you now that you’re back in C City,” Shen Chi said with cold eyes, his tone full of warning.

“President Shen, can we discuss something?”

“Hmm?”

“There’s a saying, ‘men and women working together make the work less tiring,’ so how about bringing back the male colleagues from the design department? That way, everyone’s work enthusiasm will increase, performance will go up, and the group…”

“Don’t even think about it.” Shen Chi cut her off decisively, not even letting Xu Chaomu finish her sentence.

Xu Chaomu glared at him, her face full of defiance.

But defiance was futile; at Shen’s, a certain someone had the final say.

So what if it was an abuse of power, a petty vendetta? Pettiness often looked just like that.

Xu Chaomu lingered in the office with Shen Chi for a while, feeling it was about time, she then left the CEO’s office, heading towards the design department.

Before leaving, she swiped a beautiful pen holder from Shen Chi’s desk.

Shen Chi was resigned to it; if she took something every time she came, his office would soon be emptied.

But as long as she was happy, that was what mattered.

After Xu Chaomu left Shen Chi’s office, she kept thinking about Li Beiting’s engagement.

Shen Chi wouldn’t let her tell Yu Weiwei, and she didn’t plan to tell Yu Weiwei for the time being.

Since it was a done deal, letting Yu Weiwei know earlier would just add to her sorrow.

Li Beiting was heartless, but Weiwei would eventually forget him, finding her own happiness. Moreover, Weiwei had to have a better life than Li Beiting in the future.

Heads down, she carried the pen holder to the office.

As she walked, the little one in her belly suddenly kicked her.

Xu Chaomu slowed her pace and placed a hand on her stomach.

“What’s made you so happy today, baby?” Xu Chaomu caressed her belly and spoke to the little one.

The little one quieted down again. Ever since he had started moving, he’d kick Xu Chaomu many times a day, quite active.

Xu Chaomu was embarrassed. Would the child turn out more like her? Climbing onto roofs, jumping over walls, an all-rounder in mischief?

But… on second thought, it didn’t seem too bad, right?

What was so great about his dad, anyway? She used to think he was smart, but now she saw that he was just so-so. She had hinted that the baby was his, and he hadn’t shown any reaction.

Seeing that the little one was still, Xu Chaomu continued to carry the pen holder she had swiped and headed to the office.

She was grateful that she hadn’t harmed the child in a moment of impulse.

In the future, she wouldn’t do anything impulsive either.

This child, although he was of the Shen family blood, had nothing to do with Zhou Ran.

Thinking of Zhou Ran, her chest was pricked again, throbbing with pain. Zhou Ran was the indelible scar on her heart, a wound so deep that she didn’t know if it would ever heal.

Just now she had asked Shen Chi, if one day, I send your mother to jail, or treat her just like she treated my mother, what would you do…