If You Could Hear My Heart

Chapter 603: Chapter 603: Miss Yu is About to Get Married
 

She saw Mi Fei hooking arms with Li Beiting, her smile brimming, looking very happy.

When Li Beiting saw Mi Fei coming over, he turned around and slowly strolled around the ground floor with her.

The elevator was still ascending slowly, and Xu Chaomu could see that Li Beiting’s face bore no particular expression, calm and indifferent, even lacking a trace of joy.

Were the two of them also here to pick out furniture? Li Beiting’s expression didn’t seem like someone about to become a groom.

At this moment, the elevator reached the second floor, and Yu Weiwei was the first to go up, with Xu Chaomu closely following behind her.

Li Beiting and Mi Fei were on the ground floor, so, did Yu Weiwei know?

“Mumu, how about this coffee table? I’m thinking of placing it in my home,” Yu Weiwei took a liking to a coffee table as soon as she arrived.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

“The quality looks good, but the pattern is a bit old-fashioned. Weiwei, let’s choose something more sparkling,” Xu Chaomu said.

“Sure, let’s look around some more.”

Yu Weiwei stood up and walked shoulder to shoulder with Xu Chaomu to look at other furniture pieces.

They continued to roam the second floor, while Li Beiting and Mi Fei browsed on the first floor.

Mi Fei, arm in arm with Li Beiting, seemed to have seen Yu Weiwei and a friend heading upstairs as she emerged from the restroom.

She blocked Li Beiting’s line of sight, not letting him look upstairs.

For some reason, she always felt the need to guard against Yu Weiwei. That Yu Weiwei, she didn’t know if she still had any feelings for Li Beiting.

“Beiting, we were just talking about looking at baby cribs, why don’t we pick one out?”

With a tilt of her head, Mi Fei looked at him, her voice soft and her face tender.

“Looking at baby cribs now is still too early,” Li Beiting responded without much expression on his face.

He wasn’t interested in baby cribs at all; while Mi Fei spoke, he didn’t even glance at one.

The image of Yu Weiwei lingered on his mind; he had just seen her…

He thought he wouldn’t see her again before his wedding, yet, it was such a coincidence.

He wasn’t sure whether the incident with the research institute had hurt her, but she seemed the same as before, always calm and composed in front of him.

The two of them passed by each other as if they were strangers who had never met before.

When she passed by him, the light fragrance of plum blossoms emanated from her, her light yellow dress adding a touch of maturity and poise to her former self.

“But, it would look nice to have it at home, don’t you think? Let’s buy one, please, let’s buy one…”

Mi Fei clung to Li Beiting’s arm, a hint of coquetry in her tone.

Right then, a sales associate came over, her smile brimming: “A baby crib doesn’t take up much space at home, and for a young couple, it will definitely come in handy. The cribs in our store always stay as good as new, no matter how long they’re displayed.”

Mi Fei tugged at Li Beiting’s sleeve, lifting her face: “Beiting, let’s buy it. If not, at least accompany me to look, we don’t have to buy it…”

Li Beiting frowned but didn’t speak.

Mi Fei could see that he wasn’t in a good mood and wondered if it was because he had just seen Yu Weiwei.

She led him into the store, looking at various baby cribs, starting to make choices.

She noticed a light green crib that was nice, and by chance, it was the same one Yu Weiwei had just been looking at.

“Beiting, do you think this one looks nice?” Mi Fei pointed to it, “Miss Yu seemed to fancy this one too.”

“It looks nice,” Li Beiting still showed no expression.

Mi Fei looked around, then nonchalantly said, “I ran into Miss Yu in the restroom, she said she and her boyfriend are getting married soon, that’s why she’s here to look at baby cribs.”

It was then that an unusual gleam flickered in Li Beiting’s calmly settled eyes.

“Miss Yu has a really nice personality,” Mi Fei said as she bent down to touch the crib, smiling, “She told me that having a baby crib at home sets the mood, and it won’t be long before the baby comes.”

Li Beiting remained silent, but the depth in his eyes intensified.

“Beiting, look, isn’t this one quite nice?”

“Hmm,” he responded flatly.

The sales associate chimed in, “This lady has a good eye. This is brand new stock that arrived yesterday. It’s made from solid wood and handcrafted. Look at these designs and textures, all carefully selected and polished, completely natural and harmless.”

Mi Fei felt that this baby crib was really good, so she pulled on Li Beiting’s sleeve: “Beiting, let’s pick this one, it seems really nice.”

“Didn’t you want to look at dressing tables?” Li Beiting said indifferently.

“Yes, but let’s look at the dressing tables later. It’s rare for you to have time, you’ve been so busy lately, just consider it as spending more time with me, okay?”

Mi Fei was coaxing Li Beiting; she was speaking the truth—every time she looked for Li Beiting, he was either working overtime at the company or out on business trips.

With the weather being nice today and her mood lifted, plus their engagement date drawing near, she wanted to spend as much time with him as possible.

“We don’t need a baby crib right now.”

Li Beiting pushed away Mi Fei’s hand. His face was expressionless, and even his tone was aloof and detached.

He had no desire to have a child with Mi Fei, nor any interest in buying a baby crib.

What kept going through his mind was Mi Fei’s words: I ran into Miss Yu in the restroom, she said she and her boyfriend are getting married soon, that’s why she’s here looking for a baby crib.

Was Yu Weiwei getting married? Could it be with that man from last time?

The sales associate tried to persuade, “Sir, this baby crib is a limited edition. There’s only one color for each model, it’s unique. Just arrived yesterday, and many customers have already inquired about it.”

“Forget it,” Mi Fei said faintly.

She saw that Li Beiting really had no interest in shopping, so she didn’t press him, her voice even as she said, “Beiting, let’s go home, I’m tired from walking as well.”

Li Beiting finally looked at her, and indeed, her face showed no interest.

Li Beiting’s brow furrowed; every time he was with Mi Fei, he could never find the words to say.

At that moment, Mi Fei’s phone rang, and she dug it out from her bag, glancing at the screen—it was her dad.

“Dad.”

“Are you at the home furniture city, Mom? I happen to be passing by here.”

“Yes, Dad. Beiting and I are tired from walking, we’re getting ready to leave. Dad, are you nearby?”

“Yeah, over here by the parking lot.”

“Dad, pick me up, will you? I see Beiting is too tired, so I won’t let him take me.”

“What’s the matter?”

“Nothing much, it’s probably just too hot.” Mi Fei said faintly, her mood a bit down.

“Alright, then come on out.”

“Okay.”

Li Beiting, who had overheard everything, grabbed Mi Fei’s phone just as she was about to hang up.

“Uncle Mi, wait for me a moment, I have something to tell you.”

There was a slight pause on the other end before a deep and powerful voice responded, “Hmm.”

Li Beiting handed the phone back to Mi Fei; she stared at him wide-eyed for a moment—what did he have to say to her dad?