Stealing Your Heart

Bang, bang…

Zong Qifeng didn’t even look up when someone knocked on the door. He just calmly gave his permission to come in while focusing entirely on his brush writing.

Mr. Feng pushed the door and said, “Aunt Yu is here.”

Aunt Yu? Zong Qifeng forgot about this person.

Mr. Feng reminded him and said, “The maid brought along by the late Madam when she’s married into the family.”

Zong Qifeng suddenly recalled about her and asked calmly, “Why is she here?”

“I’m not sure, but I saw a little boy with her.” Mr. Feng recalled the little boy’s face and said rather solemnly, “That boy might be young master’s child.”

Since he had served the Zong family for many years and saw Zong Jinghao when he was still young, he thought that the boy looked exactly the same as Zong Jinghao when he was a boy.

“What?” Zong Qifeng looked confusedly at Mr. Feng and asked, “He has children now?”

Why doesn’t he know?

He put down his writing brush, walked out of the study and said, “Let’s go and take a look.”

As if a thought flashed through his mind, he said, “Go upstairs to ask her to come along.”

Yuxiu was taking a rest upstairs as she wasn’t feeling well these two days.

“Alright.” Mr. Feng turned around and went upstairs.

Zong Qifeng went to the living room first and saw Aunt Yu and Lin Xichen sitting on the couch. After noticing a little head from the back of the couch, he hesitated for a while and quickly came up to them.

He wanted to see Lin Xichen’ face as soon as he could.

When Zong Qifeng was coming up to them, Aunt Yu stood up.

“You’re here.” Zong Qifeng looked calm.

Aunt Yu nodded and said, “It’s been a long time.”

Although their villas were not far from each other’s, they rarely had the chance to meet. The last time they met was when Zong Jinghao got married, Zong Qifeng asked her to come here and questioned her.

Zong Qifeng sighed deeply. Indeed, time flies and they are all old now.

“This kid?” He looked at Lin Xichen who had fair skin and a pair of sparkling eyes that looked as clear as a fresh spring. This little face, these eyes…

Lin Xichen was staring at him too. He had a face with clear-cut features as well as a pair of eyes with wrinkles on their sides and was standing straight in his Chinese tunic suit.

Lin Xichen blinked his eyes while nervously trying to grab his own sleeves with his little hands. Is this his grandfather?

he dreaming? It felt like a

some time as she didn’t know what

abrupt to mention about his marriage as it was short-lived and happened long

Qifeng understood

about was that, if this kid was really Zong Jinghao’s child, why was

Yu looked down at Lin Xichen’s head, caressed him gently and said, “Ms. Lin might have felt disgruntled after they were divorced, and so she

that she hoped the children could do paternity

their feelings

didn’t really get

it be that he has

“Xichen had another sister, and

on extra clothes

Yu was having some reservations, Zong Qifeng ordered his maid to take care of

hungry.” Lin Xichen

the maid bring you to walk

to take a look at this

followed the

who looked pale came downstairs and asked, “What

Qifeng held Yuxiu’s arm and asked caringly, “Do

a lot better now. Since

young?” Zong Qifeng glanced at her and said, “We’re

still young, and

Yuxiu sit on the chair. He then

tell me about the twins first.” Yuxiu interrupted

Qifeng repeated the

with excitement. Zong Jinghao has children

still ill. Don’t be

her couldn’t stay calm when she heard

going on?” Yu Xiu

poking him in

want to tell the truth about the children to young master because she was still mad at him. So, I was thinking if we can do a paternity test like in the tv shows for two reasons: Firstly, Ms. Lin

contemplating

Yuxiu couldn’t sit still anymore and asked,

be impatient.” Zong

and finally has children. How can I not be excited?” Yuxiu forgot that she was just

her forbearance and bitterness for all of those years, Zong Qifeng asked Aunt Yu

she merely heard them mentioning something about twins when she came downstairs just now but didn’t notice that there was a kid in

her arms and brought him into the

from the chair wobbly, yet her gaze was

little straight nose, plump forehead and a pair of sparkling

her shaky hands. She wanted to say something, yet she felt that