Stealing Your Heart

“I—”

She was feeling conflicted and complicated. She had to admit that she did have feelings toward Zong Jinghao, but she didn’t dare to admit it, and didn’t want to give it much thought.

She didn’t want to break such vague emotions and go to the bottom of it to find out whether it was love or not. It pained her to think so much.

When asked by Zhuang Zijin, she didn’t know how to answer, while she was having mixed feelings.

“Why don’t you speak?” Zhuang Zijin’s eyes turned red. “Perhaps, he treats you very well now, but have you thought about the future? Can he accept Xichen and Ruixi? Can he be okay with them for the rest of his life?”

“Mom, I don’t want to think about it now. By the way, we may have to live here for a while. I’m afraid that our house is not safe.” She deliberately changed the subject.

Zhuang Zijin refused to move on to another topic. “Is it because of him when you decided to come back to China?”

If they didn’t come back, maybe these things wouldn’t happen.

Lin Xinyan lowered her head and remained silent.

Apparently, she acquiesced in what Zhuang Zijin said.

Zhuang Zijin wanted to tell her not to be blinded by what seemed good now.

But, she swallowed back the words on the tip of her tongue, and instead, said, “You call the shots since it’s your business.”

She was an adult with her own thoughts and ideas.

Too much interference would bring her pressure.

Zhuang Zijin sighed. “Just live here. It’s important to ensure the kids’ safety.”

Thinking of what He Ruize did, she still had lingering fears.

Lin Xinyan knew what she was worried about and said, “Don’t worry, I will protect myself.”

Back in the villa, Zong Jinghao put Lin Xichen who was sleeping in the room downstairs.

Aunt Yu was standing at the door, watching.

Since Zong Jinghao came in, she had been following him, as if she had a lot of things to say.

“Do you already know?” Aunt Yu asked, standing at the door.

Zong Jinghao put a quilt on Lin Xichen, straightened up and looked at her. “Know what?”

Aunt Yu was anxious. “That they are your children.”

Zong Jinghao’s eyes darkened. It seemed that Aunt Yu’s topic had crossed the line.

rather, he was upset that someone suddenly asked something he deliberately ignored and forced him

Yu frowned, finding Zong Jinghao’s attitude strange. Aren’t they

the atmosphere around him

Yu ran to take out the photo, walked to the bed, and placed it next

Xichen was injured and his face was swollen, looking completely different from what she saw last

asked, “Why is he

so

didn’t want to discuss this matter with others. “Don’t mention

“But—”

was still trying

pregnant before we got married. They’re not

would know if he

know about

on the bed with another man

bring up the identity

tell him about Lin Xinyan’s

to know all

about?” Aunt Yu was so shocked that her hands trembled, and she could only utter

before she was

could it

she looks like that kind of unscrupulous and easy girl. How could it be possible?” Aunt Yu couldn’t believe that Lin Xinyan was pregnant

my own eyes, but I don’t want to hear other people talk about it.” After speaking, Zong Jinghao walked out of

it was Aunt Yu. He wouldn’t reveal

Xichen who was lying on the bed. Even though Lin Xichen’s face was swollen, she still remembered how he looked when he was

Xinyan had

How could this be?

same as Zong

Yu was unable to recover from the

how she walked back

Lin Xinyan and Zhuang Zijin went into

Zijin went to the guest room to see if Lin Ruixi was awake; whereas Lin Xinyan went to the fridge in the kitchen to get some ice

the sun set, leaving the sky

Yu had composed her emotions and

woke up, she clung to Zhuang Zijin due to the unfamiliar environment, so Zhuang

she held Lin Ruixi

the study, Zong Jinghao hung up the call with Guan Jing and looked down at his watch. It was five o’clock, so he got up and walked out of the study. The living room was quiet, and occasionally,

Zong Jinghao opened the door of the room, and saw Lin Xinyan sitting on the chair by the bed with

Xichen was still not

Lin Xinyan had been staying there by

his eyes closed. He reached out to put his hand on Lin Xinyan’s head, pressed her into his arms, and

“Okay.”

face was pressed against his abdomen. Through the fabric, she could feel his strong, hard, and warm abdominal