Stealing Your Heart

She got dressed and went downstairs where she hesitated on the way down when she saw Wen Xian standing alone in the sitting room. She was not sure how she was going to greet her. After all, she slept with her husband last night.

She did not know how was their relationship like. But she could sense that the man cared about his wife.

Wen Xian stopped looking around when she saw a lady standing at the top of the stairs on the first floor. She froze for a moment, wondering whether Cheng Yuxiu had overheard her conversation with Zong Qifeng just now.

“How long have you been standing up there?” Wen Xian frowned.

Cheng Yuxiu walked down the stairs. “I’ve just come down.”

Wen Xian nodded. “Come and have breakfast with me.”

Cheng Yuxiu felt uncomfortable with her around. “When should I leave?”

Wen Xian stared at her before answering calmly. “You may stay here from now on.”

“I beg your pardon?” Cheng Yuxiu tensed up. What am I supposed to do with this couple around all day? Am I a concubine in ancient times?

She felt her heart throbbing. She found it difficult to accept such an embarrassing relationship.

Wen Xian was quick to see through her dilemma. “I’ll be away to visit my parents for quite a while. Please stay back. You can help me take care of him.”

Cheng Yuxiu looked at Wen Xian before blurting out. “I have noticed that your husband actually loves you very much. If you only need to have a child as I have promised earlier. I can…”

“Just do whatever you have to do,” Wen Xian interrupted her quickly. “Sit down and let’s have breakfast.”

Wen Xian felt better now. As soon as Cheng Yuxiu sat down, she explained, “Our marriage was arranged by both families; there is no affection between us.”

Cheng Yuxiu stared at Wen Xian in consternation. She didn’t expect Wen Xian to share such an information.

Wen Xian had intended for her confession to be

“But…”

as she placed in front of the latter a bowl of porridge prepared by the maid. She didn’t want

doubt, Zong Qifeng treated her well. But she couldn’t reciprocate; she loved someone

very hard to look for a good woman who would

Wen Xian had prepared all the essentials for

week-long stay, Zong

relaxed during

passed time in

book to read

down the book, she heard some noise downstairs. At this hour, she knew even the maid would have retired to bed. Who can that

bed. As she looked downstairs, she saw the maid help steadying Zong Qifeng’s wobbly steps. Obviously drunk, he hanged his suit

visit her parents. She

Zong Qifeng froze briefly.

distance away, she

helped the maid put him on the sofa. “Go

“Yes,” answered the maid.

a glass of water with honey in the kitchen. “Drink this,” whispered Cheng Yuxiu as she helped him sit

front of him – a total stranger with nice-looking face and bright eyes. Zong Qifeng seemed to have forgotten all about that particular night either in his drunken

pale. Even her hands trembled as she

with a blanket. Cheng Yuxiu passed the glass of honey water

get a grip, Zong Qifeng suddenly shoved at the glass. Bang! The glass fell to pieces and cracked the silence of

you?” Zong Qifeng stared at Cheng

Yuxiu lowered her head, afraid to have any eye contact with him. She instructed the maid before leaving. “You take over

sofa and started seeing stars. By the time she recovered, he