Stealing Your Heart

Zong Jinghao frowned, feeling deceived.

Aunt Yu had already woken up to prepare breakfast in the living room.

When she saw Lin Xinyan sitting on the sofa alone in her pajamas, she smiled and asked, “Did you sleep well last night?”

She thought Zong Jinghao would stay with Bai Zhuwei and would not come back last night. However, she heard some noises during the night. As she got up to check what happened, she saw that Zong Jinghao had returned and slept in his room.

This was the wife chosen for the young master by his mother, and she was certainly good. Aunt Yu who had always been taking care of the young master felt happy to see him finally got married.

Her tone and expression were too enthusiastic and inexplicably intimate.

Lin Xinyan gave a rigid smile and replied, “I slept quite well.”

“Then let’s go and change your clothes quickly. I will prepare breakfast and you can eat soon,” Aunt Yu said as she walked into the dining room and started to make breakfast.

Lin Xinyan looked down at her pajamas and the clothes she brought were still in the room.

The man inside the room should have gotten dressed by now, shouldn’t he?

She stood up and walked towards the bedroom. As she stood at the door, she raised her hand and knocked on the door.

No one answered.

She knocked again, but there was still no response.

Having no other alternatives, she tried pushing the door. It was not locked from the inside and the door opened as soon as she pushed it.

The moment the door was opened, she was hit with a cold atmosphere that was like winter in December, swept by the chills from the icy wind that made her shiver.

The man was sitting on the edge of the bed as he stared coldly at a piece of paper.

That paper-

Soon after, Lin Xinyan saw what he was holding in his hand clearly and saw a mess on the floor. A sense of humiliation of being spied on and her privacy being invaded rushed into her. She ran into the room and snatched the paper, “How could you? You went through other people’s things without their consent. Do you understand what privacy is?”

Haha.

Zong Jinghao sneered, “Privacy?”

carrying a bastard in your belly. How dare you talk

wanted to explain, but she could not find a

stood up. His steps were neither hurried nor slow, and they were especially rhythmic. Every step was like the atmospheric pressure closing in. Dark clouds tumbled over his sharp eyebrows, “Tell me. What is your

someone else’s child without knowing, and let the child become the

deal just an

thought about it, the more his

with her hands, for fear that he would hurt the child inside her. “I didn’t mean to hide this from you. Since our marriage was just a transaction, I

inexplicably

bluffed through? If I have any improper

still noticed them as his gaze swept past the

was fixed on her face, “Why didn’t you explain it clearly in the

Jinghao did not believe her

clenched tightly. Being pregnant with this child was too unexpected for her, but this was her family member related to her by blood. She had lost her brother, so she

on, it could be like the past. The three of them can depend

with cold sweat on her palms, “I… I just

Zijin that she didn’t dare to put the check-up list in the hospital because she was afraid that Zhuang Zijin would find

didn’t expect to cause such a big

Zong Jinghao to suspect

eighteen years

was her

behave yourself during this month. If I find

the

trust, she must not

situation, and if she got one more enemy, it

looking closely, as if

Chen came over at this moment,

restrained his anger, “Clean

around and left the

Jinghao left, Lin Xinyan’s legs became weak. She leaned on the low cabinet behind her and took a long time to regain her strength. Then she crouched down and picked up the clothes that were scattered

saw the baby’s ultrasound scan in her hand, tears

She should not cry as it was a sign of

not be weak since her mother

it in her bag. Then she changed her clothes and

dining room. Also, there were empty coffee cups and empty plates on

Xinyan breathed a sigh of relief. It felt really repressive