Stealing Your Heart

He was still young; his capabilities were limited. All he could do was to work with this heartless man for now.

Zong Jinghao looked downwards at the boy.

He knew about caring for Lin Xinyan at such a young age.

He knew how to appreciate her.

Lin Xinyan had educated him well.

A kind mother and a filial son.

That was what they were.

At this moment, a server came to clean the table. The server kept away the previous customer’s utensils and wiped the table with a tablecloth. The tablecloth must have been used on many tables, as the table still shone with oil after cleaning.

Lin Xichen pulled the chair. “Sit.”

He climbed skillfully onto the chair and waited for Lin Xinyan to bring the food over.

“Do you dislike this kind of place?” Lin Xichen looked at him.

Zong Jinghao took a look at him, pulled the chair and sat down. It was not that he disliked the place. He had just never come to such places for breakfast and there were people who glanced over once in a while.

It felt like he was an animal in the zoo, meant to perform for others.

It did not feel good.

Lin Xinyan was holding a tray of porridge, dumplings, scallion pancake, and some eggs as she was walked over.

She took out two bowls of porridge and placed one in front of Zong Jinghao and Lin Xichen. She placed the last bowl in front of her and the rest of the plates on the table. She put away the tray and sat on her chair.

Lin Xichen had already started eating. He was eating the porridge and the dumplings at the same time.

It looked tasty from the way he ate it.

“Eat slower.” Lin Xinyan took a tissue and wiped the porridge stain at the corner of his mouth.

Zong Jinghao looked at him. The boy had a good appetite.

“Why are you not eating?” Lin Xinyan asked when she saw Zong Jinghao not touching his food.

Only then did Zong Jinghao pick up the spoon and scoop the pumpkin porridge. The rice in the porridge was cooked well. The pumpkin was also sweet, and it had a strong fragrance.

Lin Xinyan looked at his face and asked, “Is it good?”

“Yes.” Zong Jinghao did not lift his head. He scooped another spoonful and ate it.

Lin Xinyan smiled, her eyes turning into crescents as she did.

This shop was not far from their place. Zhuang Zijin was the one who found this place. When she brought them here the first time, Lin Xichen had fallen in love with the pumpkin porridge.

Xichen took a dumpling

the boy’s chopsticks. He had eaten many dumplings that had exquisite appearances. The ones that Aunt Yu had made, and

not look nice, and

really good.” Lin Xichen looked at him expectantly with big,

he looked back into Lin Xichen’s eyes. His eyes

like his when

remembered how he looked

forward and ate the dumpling that Lin Xichen had taken for

with

of its oily exterior,

good, right?”

good and he had wanted others to agree with him. So for a moment, he had forgotten

was thinking and decided to

rendered speechless for a

must be something wrong with your taste buds!” Lin Xichen was unwilling

did not want

and his taste buds were

Lin Xinyan went to pay while Zong Jinghao and Lin Xichen went

car, Lin Xichen leaned towards him. “What are you planning? What

was standing on the same

Jinghao beckoned him, and Lin Xichen obediently leaned his ear

the revenge to me. As for you, protect her when I’m not around. Make sure she’s not dumb enough to

not dumb!”

The

shook his head. “My mommy wasn’t wary because it

did not agree with Zong Jinghao’s comment

my mommy is dumb and you still like her,

had nothing to

His words seemed logical.

Lin Xinyan was not dumb, or else this boy would never

his hand out for him. “Give me your phone. I need to

Xichen was a meticulous

him the phone, and he dialed his number. He returned the phone to Zong Jinghao when the call went through. “Here. That number is

hand

Lin Xichen’s small hands and was at a loss on what he should feel. Must the boy make it so

Alright.

onto Lin Xichen’s small hand. The boy’s hand

“Here’s to our cooperation.”

“We’ve reached an agreement!”

Lin Xichen’s words as she entered

Zong Jinghao. She asked with a

“Did we talk?”

so all he

She did not mishear it. Lin Xichen had clearly said something

Lin Xichen buried himself into her arms and hugged her neck. “Mommy, you’re

Lin Xinyan caressed her son’s