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

chopsticks. He had eaten many dumplings that had exquisite

not look nice, and it looked

Xichen looked at him expectantly with big,

was stunned when he looked back into Lin Xichen’s eyes. His eyes

looked like his when he was

remembered how he looked like from Aunt Yu’s

forward and ate the dumpling that Lin Xichen had taken for

filled with pork,

of its oily exterior, but

right?” Lin

the taste was good and he had wanted others to agree with him. So for a moment, he had forgotten that the man in front

Jinghao realized what the boy was thinking and decided

rendered speechless for

your taste buds!” Lin Xichen was

not

was healthy and his taste buds

pay while Zong

Xichen leaned towards him. “What are you planning? What do

he was standing on the same

Lin Xichen obediently leaned his ear

As for you, protect her when I’m not around. Make sure she’s not

dumb!”

being dumb?” The bad guys nearly

Xichen shook his head. “My mommy wasn’t wary because it was someone she knew. She’s

not agree with Zong Jinghao’s comment on

my mommy is dumb and you still like her, aren’t you dumber?” Lin Xichen

had nothing

His words seemed logical.

not dumb, or

“Give me your phone. I need to have your number so

was

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

hand out.

a loss on what he should feel. Must the

Alright.

onto Lin Xichen’s small hand. The boy’s hand was plump. It was

“Here’s to our cooperation.”

“We’ve reached an agreement!”

she heard Lin

back at Zong Jinghao. She asked

“Did we talk?”

not know how to explain himself, so all he could do was to not admit

frowned. She did not mishear it.

hugged her neck. “Mommy, you’re not that old yet. Why are you

Xinyan