Stealing Your Heart

“You are…”

“Master Cheng, we’re here to learn how to make tea silk from you,” Bai Yinning explained.

The old man’s gaze swept across the group of them standing in his yard. His wrinkled eyes squinted for a second, before he turned around the entered the house. “Follow me.”

The living room of the house was rather small, so their bodyguards stayed outside.

Even so, there wasn’t enough space for everyone.

The furniture in the house were very simple as well – eight stools, a couple of paintings on the wall, as well as a bunch of bamboo baskets resting on the floor, looking slightly out of place. There was a tea table in the middle of the room, and the old man sat down near it.

He lit a cigarette and asked, “So which one of you guys want to learn…?”

Lin Xinyan stepped forward while holding Lin Xichen’s hand. “I would like to learn how to make tea silk from you, if you are willing to teach me. I would also like to invite you to help me out at my shop, and the wages are your call.”

The old man sucked in a deep breath, before spitting out a huge cloud of smoke. The smell in the room was interesting, rather than the suffocating smell of smoke from commercial cigarettes, the smell that permeated the room had faintly resembled some kind of herb.

Zong Jinghao furrowed his brows. If not for Lin Xinyan, he would never have thought of coming to this place.

The old man studied Lin Xinyan from head to toe, his gaze finally coming to rest on the jade bangle on her wrist. His eyes flitted towards Bai Yinning, who gave him a reassuring nod.

The old man pulled back his gaze and said, “I can teach you, but I won’t leave this place.”

Their interaction seemed cryptic, yet Zong Jinghao could see everything clearly, though he pretended not to care.

The corners of his lips curved upwards.

He wanted to see why Bai Yinning tricked Lin Xinyan into coming here.

His face remained stoic, as though he was not meant to participate in the action at all.

“Sure,” Lin Xinyan said.

“You’re going to have a tough time. Are you up to it?” The old man asked.

about me learning it?” Qin Ya asked. “You have to take care of two kids and your shop, so how about you leave this to me?” Suddenly, she realized how suspicious that sounded, and she hurried explained, “I won’t take advantage of this

“I know.”

trusted her

Qin Ya completely and said, “I’m only going to teach her and

whole room went silent

where a martial arts master could

Xinyan personally. Did he think that Lin Xinyan had some

on Lin Xinyan instead. “If you want to

happy to do so, yet she struggled to

That made her surprised.

about this, so she

low voice rumbled from the back of the living room. Zong Jinghao didn’t lift his gaze from his daughter whom

squinted just a little bit as he studied the

man’s gaze. The latter was

pretended to cough to avoid Zong Jinghao’s

who isn’t honest. Please leave,” the old man said, before getting up and opening a

yelled after him. Maybe all art practitioners had the same weird temper, she

perfect only the designs

managed to master this art, it

be able to provide for both kids with much to spare, so she no longer needed to plan for

with hard work can she be worthy of the title of “Zong Jinghao’s wife”, and the last thing she wanted to

needed support to grow, and she won’t flaunt the riches that belonged to him. Furthermore, she won’t agree to submit herself to him just because

to follow her mother’s footsteps and became reliant on another man. No hobbies, no job, and no socializing led

a kid remained fresh in her memory, even

“Please be my master.”

before turning around to face

answered

she could

gaze moved past her to look at the looming figure behind her, before saying, “You’ll have to stay here for a couple of weeks if

she couldn’t help

ordeal,” the old man sneered at

probably didn’t want to