Stealing Your Heart

All they could do now was to hide this murder from Lin Xinyan first until everything was confirmed.

“Do inform me of any progress.” Zong Jinghao checked the time. “I’ve got to leave now.”

“Alright.”

When they reached the door, Zong Jinghao paused in his stride.

“Since you’re all alone, come and join us for the reunion dinner.”

Shen Peichuan was not a local and his family was not in B City with him. Even in the past, he had hardly spent New Year’s Eve with his own family and would often gather with Zong Jinghao and Su Zhan instead. But this year, Su Zhan was married, and Zong Jinghao had to spend the new year with his kids. With the two of them being unable to gather outside, the still single Shen Peichuan was now lonelier than ever.

“Sure.”

Shen Peichuan smiled. “I thought that the both of you had forgotten about me after getting married.”

Zong Jinghao reminded him. “Don’t spill the tea.”

“I know that.”

With that, Zong Jinghao turned around and walked out of the villa. It was snowing heavily now, and his grey coat danced, in the icy cold wind as a small flake of snow hung on his hair. Taking out his car key, Zong Jinghao unlocked his car and climbed inside immediately.

He then rolled down his car window and gazed at the villa. When the villa was almost covered in snow, only then did he retract his gaze, as he soon drove away.

When he arrived home, Zong Jinghao could see the two red lanterns hanging on the eaves, which shone brightly through the falling snow.

He was then greeted by the sight of his children hanging up the Chinese New Year decorations. It was their first time spending the New Year with a complete family, hence they were very excited and had fun decorating the household.

Staying close to them were Zong Qifeng and Cheng Yuxiu, who were afraid that the children would fall down and hurt themselves.

Aunt Yu came over to take his coat.

“Where’s Xinyan?” Zong Jinghao asked.

“In the room,” Aunt Yu answered.

“She slept for the whole afternoon?” Zong Jinghao asked again.

her head. “We went shopping just now,” she

a new coat. I have never met such a kind-hearted girl, throughout my entire life.” Aunt Yu choked out as

never married, hence she had no children of her own. Zong Jinghao was nice to her and had even given her

“I’ll go up and

Yu uttered with

Lin Xinyan sat by the window with her pillow, as she stared at

the view that she didn’t hear the

are you thinking about?” Zong Jinghao came over and placed

words. Zong Jinghao could see that her eyes were

mother.” Lin Xinyan wrapped her arms around his waist. She had actually wanted to visit her mother at the Lin Residence,

the New Year together. This year was the first time that she did not spend it with Zhuang Zijin, and Lin Xinyan felt really

we invite her over?”

I’m just scared that we’ll quarrel again. I just don’t understand why she would remarry a

thinking about sad things then. You should change now; we’re going out for the reunion dinner

in her slippers. She then opened the sealed bag and took out the

clothes, as the boutique had records of his size and would send him his clothes

returned in excitement. “Can you try

hummed

didn’t know his size, truthfully. However, since she was a fashion designer, Lin Xinyan had an acute sense of a person’s physical size. She only needed to know the person’s height and his approximate weight to predict which clothing

fixed the collar and flattened the wrinkles on his suit with a pouty face. “I haven’t even bought myself such an

on her kids. This was the first time that she had

Does that mean that you love me more

even when she has

pouted further. “I’ve regretted it now. I

speechless at

“No, you can’t.”

would wear anything that she had bought

since you won’t let me, there’s no use returning it then even if

raised his brows. “Oh? You mean you still regret

no no!” Lin Xinyan changed her words the moment she saw his

her words, Zong Jinghao had already pulled her into his

I been naughty? Hmm?” Zong Jinghao rubbed his lips on

“Fine, I don’t regret it. I’ll buy anything