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.

good too.” Lin Xichen took a dumpling

the dumpling in the boy’s chopsticks. He had eaten many dumplings that had exquisite appearances. The ones that Aunt Yu

not look nice, and it looked

Lin Xichen looked at him expectantly

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

looked like his when he

how he looked like from

the dumpling that Lin Xichen had taken

was filled with pork, shrimp, and

the dumpling would taste greasy because of its

right?” Lin

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

decided

Xichen was rendered speechless for a

taste buds!”

not want

and his taste buds

went to pay while Zong Jinghao

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

was standing on the same

him, and Lin Xichen obediently

you, protect her when I’m not around. Make sure

mommy’s not dumb!” Lin Xichen

The bad guys nearly

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

not agree with Zong Jinghao’s comment on

my mommy is dumb and you still like her, aren’t you

had nothing

His words seemed logical.

could only admit that Lin Xinyan was not dumb, or else this boy would never

mommy.” Lin Xichen reached his hand out for him. “Give me your phone. I need to have your number so

was a

number. He returned the phone to Zong Jinghao when

his hand out. “Here’s

Xichen’s small hands and was at a loss on what he should feel. Must the

Alright.

grabbed onto Lin Xichen’s small

“Here’s to our cooperation.”

“We’ve reached an agreement!”

paying, she heard Lin Xichen’s words as she entered the

Zong Jinghao. She asked

“Did we talk?”

did not know how to explain himself, so

not mishear it. Lin Xichen had

and hugged her neck. “Mommy,

boy.” Lin Xinyan caressed her