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 for Zong

had eaten many dumplings that had exquisite appearances. The ones that Aunt Yu had made, and the

did not look nice,

at him expectantly with big, bright

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

his when he was

remembered how he looked like from Aunt Yu’s

and ate the dumpling

filled with pork, shrimp,

dumpling would taste greasy because of

right?” Lin Xichen

So for a moment, he had forgotten that the man in front of him was a heartless man. He just wanted to prove that the dumplings he liked

Jinghao realized what the boy was thinking and decided to throw

rendered speechless for a

taste buds!” Lin Xichen was unwilling

Jinghao did not want to

was healthy and his taste buds were

Xinyan went to pay while

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

he was standing on the same

him, and Lin Xichen obediently leaned his ear

when I’m not around. Make sure she’s not dumb enough to fall

not dumb!”

not being dumb?” The bad guys nearly

head. “My mommy wasn’t wary

not agree with Zong Jinghao’s

you still like her, aren’t you dumber?” Lin

had

His words seemed logical.

dumb,

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

was

number. He returned the phone to Zong Jinghao when the

his hand out.

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

Alright.

Xichen’s small hand. The boy’s hand was plump. It was round and

“Here’s to our cooperation.”

“We’ve reached an agreement!”

paying, she heard Lin Xichen’s

then back at Zong Jinghao. She asked with a confused

“Did we talk?”

explain himself, so all he could do

it?” Lin Xinyan frowned. She did not mishear it.

misheard it.” Lin Xichen buried himself into her arms and hugged her neck. “Mommy, you’re not that old yet. Why are

Lin Xinyan