Stealing Your Heart

Wen Qing also signaled to her that she didn’t need to help. Li Jing could manage alone.

“Today, I just thought about your mother. So, have a drink with me.” Wen Qing poured some wine for Zong Jinghao.

Li Jing interjected, “How can you be drinking when you haven’t recovered?”

“I’m not in a good mood. Besides, a little wine won’t kill me.” Li Jing was stumped by Wen Qing’s response.

Wen Qing raised his glass, clinking it with Zong Jinghao’s. “Just one glass.”

Once a while, Wen Qing would invite Zong Jinghao for a drink whenever he missed Wen Xian. Hence, the man wasn’t suspicious of anything as he drank.

Today, Wen Qing was really in a bad mood when he thought about Wen Xian. He was afraid that Jinghao wouldn’t turn out to be Wen Xian’s son.

Although he wanted to find out the truth, he was also afraid that it would prove his worst fears to be true.

Feeling depressed, he remarked, “Jinghao, do you know that I have always regretted letting your mother marry into the Zong family?”

If only I didn’t prioritize the interest of the two families, perhaps Wen Xian wouldn’t have died then.

Every time he thought about how his sister had died at such a young age, he felt heartbroken.

“We knew she didn’t love Zong Qifeng, and yet we forced her to marry him for the sake of the family’s interest. In the end…”

Wen Qing gulped a mouthful of wine.

As for Zong Jinghao, his expression was calm. He didn’t show any emotion. After so many years, he was able to keep his composure whenever this topic was brought up.

“I really regretted it. Your father disappointed me too. I thought he was someone loyal, but in the end… he betrayed their marriage and caused me to lose my only sister.” Wen Qing banged the table with his fist in frustration.

Lin Xinyan looked at him. Despite being at fault, his feelings for his sister are true.

He just wanted the best for her; what’s so wrong with that?

Everyone had their own interests and dilemmas in that situation.

If someone must be blamed, it will have to be fate for making the wrong choices.

“That’s all in the past now. Jinghao doesn’t come often. Why do you have to talk about such depressing matters?” Li Jing took away the wine bottle.

much time has passed, it doesn’t change the fact that my sister is dead!” Taking another sip, Wen Qing really felt sad – he wasn’t

drinking because I’m worried he may get drunk.” Just as she spoke,

would easily get drunk

we should focus on living our lives to the best of our abilities. If Wen Xian knew that you still can’t

face with his hands and looked at Zong Jinghao and Lin Xinyan. “I’m sorry, I have

tough guy’s gentleness

considered someone hardy. Hence, whenever he showed his

know what had gotten into her. She had never met Wen Xian and had only seen Wen Qing twice. But, for some

to excuse herself. “I’m going to

layout. Hence, she

the door behind her in the washroom, she

freezing cold, causing her

Just as she was about to return to the dining room, she saw Li Jing at the doorway making a call. While the latter was speaking on the phone, she constantly glanced toward the dining room,

a very soft voice. “Will

furrowed her eyebrows and quickly spotted the crucial element of the situation. Li Jing was holding the wine glass

about Zong Jinghao’s real identity and are trying to verify

point to obtain Zong Jinghao’s saliva so that they

caused frostiness that had just dissipated to

Zong Jinghao truly is, not only will he break ties with

son as much as he

comes, both of them will definitely turn

negative light. To suddenly tell him that she is his biological mother, would he be able to accept it or even

status quo seems to be the

called out to Li

Lin Xinyan

Xinyan pretended as if nothing had happened. “I just went

over the phone

over, Li Jing

“Come, let’s go back to the table together before the food

refuse, but she couldn’t think of a reasonable excuse. Hence, she had no choice but to follow Lin Xinyan into the

because Li Jing was still holding onto the wine

on

to refuse, Li Jing made an excuse, “I’m going to

to put the wine