If You Could Hear My Heart Chapter 115 – Chapter 115: Chapter 115: She likes him, without any ulterior motives

Chapter 115: Chapter 115: She likes him, without any ulterior motives

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The class leader's mouth twitched again, and his face was covered with black lines as he wrote two words in the reason column, “Matchmaking”.

After writing, the class leader put away his pen, pushed his glasses, and gave Xu Chaomu a meaningful glance before turning to leave.

Xu Chaomu called out to him, “Hey, class leader, I haven't finished talking yet.

Listen to me. Don't you also think that my future sister-in-law is outstanding? It would be great if it worked out this time. My brother has worked so hard for me, always toiling away without complaint, even moving bricks in the rain. At last, he's going to start a family, and I'm so happy. Someone will take care of him from now on…

Xu Chaomu spoke in an overly emotional tone, as if it were true. She pretended to sob twice and wiped her eyes with her sleeve.

Damn it, despite all the wiping, not a single tear came out.

The class leader clutched his chest, almost vomiting blood. He didn't look back and just walked away.

Yu Weiwei elbowed Xu Chaomu, “Cough cough, stop 'crying', there's no one here. So fake.”

“What's so fake, everything I said is true!” Xu Chaomu snorted, lifted her head, and said defiantly.

“Alright, alright, it's all true. But speaking of which, your brother really doesn't seem to care much about your studies. He's never been to school, not even parent-teacher meetings. You should know, one's growth cannot be separated from parental support.”

“How could he dare to come, dressed in rags? He can't compare to the other parents in our class when he's moving bricks on a construction site,” Xu Chaomu pouted.

“Don't mind it, no matter how poor, he's still your brother. He brought you up single-handedly; it wasn't easy,” said Yu Weiwei, quite moved.

Although she thought what Xu Chaomu said was a bit exaggerated, she still believed her words.

Maybe it wasn't to such an extent, but the Xu family's financial situation probably wasn't very good.

“I don't mind. Even if he's so poor that he has to beg, I still want him,” Xu Chaomu said softly, her head bowed low.

What she said was heartfelt. Yes, the Shen Family was very rich, but she only ever liked Shen Chi, with no attachments. Even if he ended up homeless and begging, as long as it was him, she would still like him.

Thinking this way, Xu Chaomu felt a bit sad; everything was just her one-sided wishful thinking.

Even in Bai Man's eyes, she was just a gold-digger who wanted to latch onto Shen Chi, to climb up to the Shen Family, aiming to be the fourth young mistress of the Shen Family.

She knew, it wasn't just Bai Man who thought this way; perhaps, Shen Chi thought the same.

Her heart ached, and Xu Chaomu felt very uncomfortable.

“Chaomu, you have a good heart; you've moved me…”

Now, it was Yu Weiwei's turn to 'cry', though no tears fell; her heart was truly touched by Xu Chaomu's gesture.

“When have I ever been heartless?” Xu Chaomu pouted.

After speaking, she buried her head in her exercises, afraid that if she looked up, someone would see the moisture in her eyes.

Just then, the homeroom teacher walked into the classroom. She scanned all the students with a glance, probably seeing that everyone was present, and then cleared her throat.

“Everyone, heads up. We'll be going to the field for the recognition assembly, and each of you should bring a chair with you. Line up according to your student numbers and don't mess it up. The east side is for students, the west side is for parents; make sure you see it clearly.”

Her voice was shrill, and as soon as the homeroom teacher spoke, Xu Chaomu wished she could cover her ears.

The class leader stepped forward and handed the registration form to the homeroom teacher, “Teacher, some students' parents won't be coming.”

The homeroom teacher took it and glanced at it; then turned her gaze to Xu

Chaomu, “Xu Chaomu, is your parent not coming again?”

“I thought the teacher would be used to it by now,” Xu Chaomu said indifferently.

She didn't like this opportunistic homeroom teacher. Last time, when Li Beiting wanted to replace her, she had pulled countless strings to keep her place.

Since then, the homeroom teacher's attitude towards Yu Weiwei changed 180 degrees, while she treated Xu Chaomu like an enemy.

“I can't control you; do what you want! I think you might as well not go to the recognition assembly, ” the old hag didn't say much else and turned her head away, “The rest of you, gather on the field. Class leader, lead the way.”

After she left the classroom, the class leader started directing everyone to the field. Yu Weiwei nudged Xu Chaomu's arm, “Don't mind what that old witch said; let's go together, we'll sit together.”

“Not going,” Xu Chaomu said, her head down, busy with her exercises.

She bit her pencil, her eyebrows furrowed as if she'd encountered a tough problem.

“Chaomu, didn't we agree to fight against that old witch? You can't let her bully you,” urged Yu Weiwei.

“I just don't want to go now, it has nothing to do with the old witch.”

“Chaomu, is there something on your mind? You seem off. Tell me, I'm your confidante. If anyone has bullied you, I'll stand up for you until death,” Yu Weiwei insisted.

“It's nothing. Just feeling a bit down for scoring eighth from the bottom on the test.”

“…” Yu Weiwei didn't believe it; she had scored last before and hadn't seen Xu Chaomu upset then.

“Gather up, everyone gather! Come out quickly!” The class leader shouted from the classroom doorway.

One by one, people started leaving the classroom with their chairs.

“Ding ding dong dong,” “Ping ping pong pong.”

Quite soon, almost everyone in the classroom had left, and the room became much quieter.

Outside the classroom, the sound of the loudspeaker was deafening, and the stirring music could be felt all around.

“Yu Weiwei, Xu Chaomu, come on, follow us,” the class leader said.

Seeing that Xu Chaomu was determined not to go, Yu Weiwei also sat up straight in her seat.

“Class leader, we're not going! You go ahead!” Yu Weiwei called out loudly.

“Weiwei, just go. Your dad is here, and if he can't find you later, he's going to worry. He'll definitely beat you up again if he can't find you,” Xu Chaomu finally put down her pen.

“If you don't go, I won't either. The rivers and lakes are perilous, but we've got to keep our loyalty! Didn't we agree to stand together through thick and thin?”

Yu Weiwei put on a tough “big sister of the underworld” act, just one step away from slamming a leg on the table!

Xu Chaomu had no choice but to put down her pen, glancing at Yu Weiwei, “Let's go then, if we're going to be embarrassed, we might as well be embarrassed together, right?”

“That's right, that's what I wanted to hear. Let's go! Let's tick off the old witch!” Yu Weiwei patted Xu Chaomu on the shoulder.

They each picked up a chair and started walking towards the field, full of bravado.

The field was crowded with people: students, parents, and teachers.

On the stage, several leaders were already seated, each one with a microphone in front of them.

Today, the sky was clear, and there wasn't a hint of wind. It was the perfect day for a large assembly.

Yu Weiwei quietly searched the crowd for a while and then pointed at a middle-aged man, whispering to Xu Chaomu, “Look, my dad!”

Xu Chaomu stood on tiptoes and looked over, whispering back, “Your dad looks unhappy..”

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