If You Could Hear My Heart
Chapter 1293: The Plot of That Night

Chapter 1293: Chapter 1293: The Plot of That Night

"Your father and I put in immense effort back then. For a long time, we couldn’t even afford meals and worked through the nights," Lu Feili sighed, "It was during that period that your father’s health failed, so, I’m truly sorry to him, I didn’t take good care of him."

Lu Feili’s voice lowered when she spoke of these matters, wiping the moist tears from the corner of her eyes with her hand.

Nie Chenglang remained silent, truly unable to compromise with his mother.

Just as his mother said, he could not exist independently from this family.

"Fine, if you really don’t want to stay, let it be. I won’t force you anymore. Go to Paris, as for myself, I’ll last as many years as I can," Lu Feili’s tone softened as she leaned on the table trying to stand up.

Nie Chenglang furrowed his brows tightly; he knew his mother would say something like this.

"I can stay, but you must promise me, you won’t meddle with Xu Chaomu anymore," Nie Chenglang finally compromised.

"How can you still not trust your mother? I have no grievances with her, why would I trouble her? Moreover, she’s not bothering you anymore, right?"

"Yes, you have no grievances with her, which is why you had the vice president of Feili Group get her drunk at the negotiation table, with ill intentions!" Nie Chenglang’s tone was sharp.

He found out about this later; that dark plot had always been hidden in his heart.

That time, as an intern Xu Chaomu went to entertain clients, intending to clinch that advertisement project.

That time, the counterpart was precisely Feili Group.

Without someone’s instigation, Feili’s vice president wouldn’t dare so blatantly get Xu Chaomu drunk and even follow her into her room.

However, later that vice president was somehow confusedly removed, but Nie Chenglang still doesn’t know who the man with Xu Chaomu that night was.

He had asked many people later, but no one knew.

"Do you still not understand my intentions? I don’t want you to be with her!" Lu Feili said.

"Then you resort to such despicable means?" Nie Chenglang said, "Letting a vile, filthy man touch her?"

Lu Feili, as if hearing a joke, scoffed, "In your heart, Xu Chaomu is like a fairy, she is your everything? Unfortunately, in the end, she’s not yours, and neither is the man who touched her."

Mentioning this, Nie Chenglang clenched his fists, veins popping on his hands, his eyes bloodshot.

"Such a dishonorable act, only you, mother, could do it, truly sparing no effort to keep me from being with her," Nie Chenglang said coldly.

"Why are you so agitated? In the end, the vice president didn’t accomplish anything," Lu Feili appeared nonchalant.

Initially, she intended to use this tactic to ruin Xu Chaomu’s reputation, thereby driving Xu Chaomu away from Nie Chenglang.

Regrettably, this double gain scheme didn’t succeed due to an unexpected error.

"If it weren’t for you, how could Chaomu have her reputation ruined!" Nie Chenglang remained agitated.

When he later learned it was his mother’s man who deliberately got Xu Chaomu drunk, he genuinely felt an urge to kill.

"What does it have to do with me? That person later wasn’t from Feili Group!" Lu Feili retorted coldly.

"You’re considered to have attempted the crime."

"You’re very biased against me."

"I have no choice," Nie Chenglang clenched his fists, "even though I have a heartless and ruthless mother."

"I promise you, I won’t trouble Xu Chaomu anymore, you continue to stay in the Group," Lu Feili softened her tone.

Only in this matter would Lu Feili compromise, because, she only had this son, Nie Chenglang; she couldn’t let Feili Group fall into someone else’s hands.

"Are you sincere?" Nie Chenglang frowned, he really couldn’t trust his mother anymore.

"Of course, I am sincere, you always regard me as an unforgiveable person," Lu Feili said, "If I trouble Xu Chaomu again, you may leave immediately."

Nie Chenglang also softened his tone, as if compromising: "For Qi Na, explain things clearly to her parents, and it would be best to send her abroad for further studies. With her personality, if she stays in the country, something will inevitably happen eventually."

"I understand, I will arrange that," Lu Feili said, "I won’t force you into marriage, but you should have some awareness. Xu Chaomu has already married Shen Chi, you should discard any thoughts about her!"

"I know!" Nie Chenglang replied impatiently.

"By the way, you need to go on a business trip in the next few days. I’ll have my secretary send you the itinerary, take a look," Lu Feili said.

"Is it important?"

"I’m asking you to go personally, of course, it’s important." Lu Feili knew he was reluctant to travel on business.

"Got it," Nie Chenglang responded in a low voice.

For a moment, the office was somewhat silent.

Lu Feili seemed to be contemplating something, and after a long while, she finally spoke slowly: "Go back to your office, if you have anything else to say, feel free to come to me."

Nie Chenglang glanced at her, his face clouded over with gloom.

He didn’t say anything more and left Lu Feili’s office, heading downstairs.

Lu Feili watched Nie Chenglang’s receding figure until he had left before slowly withdrawing her gaze.

She turned and made a phone call: "Hello, this is Lu Feili."

"Yes, I’ll have Chenglang deal with your wire requests, and the funding I provide will only be more, not less."

"I’ve also sent someone domestically to coordinate, rest assured."

After a few brief words, Lu Feili hung up the phone.

She looked out the window, sipped her tea, her expression unreadable.

Nie Chenglang, still uneasy, called Xu Chaomu.

"Chaomu, did my mom talk to you?"

Xu Chaomu had just reached home, she was busy feeding Xiaobao.

"You noticed, huh? Yes, but it’s alright, we just chatted casually, it’s nothing."

"I’m worried she might be unkind to you..."

"It’s really fine, you don’t need to worry, it was just a casual chat."

"If she approaches you again, you can call me." Nie Chenglang remained uneasy.

He knew his mother’s maneuvers very well, a woman who could support such a large group wasn’t relying merely on effort.

"Hmm, but... I don’t think there will be a next time," Xu Chaomu said smiling.

"Last time at the café didn’t end well, actually, I really would like to invite you out again," Nie Chenglang remarked reflectively.

"There will be a chance in the future."

"Yes," Nie Chenglang said, "I also really miss Xiaobao."

"Then I’ll let him talk to you for a bit, he’s quite bored and has no one to talk to." Xu Chaomu handed the phone to Xiaobao.

Nie Chenglang was quite excited, having only seen Xiaobao once, but he liked him a lot.

"Xiaobao, come, say ’Uncle Nie’." Xu Chaomu coaxed him.

Xiaobao was sitting on the carpet playing with his toys, Xu Chaomu asked him to shout, and he shouted, "Uncle Nie."

Nie Chenglang smiled, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly.