Stealing Your Heart

“Ms. Chen, you must be joking. How can an outsider understand the relationship that does not concern them? Furthermore, you’re not a telepath who can understand the thoughts of others’ minds. Also, Ms. Chen, you’re the focus of this meal.” Lin Xinyan smiled as she easily changed the topic back.

With a smile that did not reach her eyes, Chen Shihan replied, “How am I the focus? Aren’t you the focus?”

Lin Xinyan slowly swallowed the food in her mouth before answering, “Jinghao and I are husband and wife. This man is our uncle, and we’re a family. Only Ms. Chen is a guest here. Aren’t I right?”

Chen Shihan dropped her smile.

Pretending not to notice it, Lin Xinyan continued, “The guest is the most important person in a house. So, Ms. Chen, you’re the focus of today.”

Lin Xinyan was no ruthless woman, but she would not take provoking words silently.

She had known this years ago—the weaker you were, the more others would push their luck with you.

The moment Chen Shihan entered the house, she had been sowing discord between Zong Jinghao and her.

She did not know when the hotel meeting that Chen Shihan mentioned had happened.

At the same time, she was anxious and uncertain.

However, she knew that if she let those emotions show, others would suspect her relationship with Zong Jinghao.

She was more than willing to ask Zong Jinghao about it privately.

She would never question him and show her suspicion while others were around.

Chen Shihan’s expression darkened before her face paled. It was an ugly look on her.

In the end, she jumped to her feet. “What a silver tongue you have!”

Lin Xinyan’s smile remained bright on her face. “Thank you for the praise, Ms. Chen. I was just stating a fact. Why are you angry?”

“Uncle Wen, I’m done.” At that, Chen Shihan grabbed her purse and rushed out of the room.

She felt that Lin Xinyan had embarrassed her.

If she stayed, she would only become a laughingstock for the others.

She had never been in less control than now.

Wen Qing’s expression darkened. “She’s my guest. Why were you sarcastic with her?”

Lin Xinyan opened her mouth to say something, but Zong Jinghao grabbed her hand. “Wait for me in the car.”

He wanted to have some words with Wen Qing.

was reluctant to leave;

not know why he wanted to speak with Wen Qing. That lack of knowledge

they would end

and Zong Jinghao to maintain their current

line just now and made

Zong

who was

was no need for

wrong, so she did not need to

Xinyan pursed her lips. She could only do so much; she could not control how this matter would

walked out of

silence filled

Jinghao wiped his hand, he threw the serviette onto the table

suspicions about Wen Qing’s attitude earlier, but after the meal, he was sure that his guess was

something against her?” Zong Jinghao inquired in

respectful toward Wen

the people he cared about would be able

like something unexpected

didn’t seem like he hated Lin

His body relaxed further.

answering him, Wen Qing uttered, “Drink

to

planning to embarrass him, Zong Jinghao

glass back onto the table. He

not after noticing Zong

father and I are colleagues and best friends. When I encountered her at the hotel, I called her to come with me. That’s why I didn’t tell you about it. You seem unhappy. Is it because of this?” Wen Qing intentionally

no fool. He knew what Wen Qing was

care what Wen Qing’s thoughts were – he had to tell the other man his

of wine for himself, he raised it and

placed the glass back down, the glass clinked when it came into contact with the table. “My marriage with her… was

Wen Qing. “After finding out that she had given birth to two

think a man who can’t protect his own woman is nothing but

Jinghao; he knew Zong Jinghao was telling him where his stance

Lin Xinyan and him, Zong Jinghao would choose to stand on Lin

I’m your uncle.

Jinghao cut him off. He knew Wen Qing

about it, and I’ve never been suspicious about it. Protecting the one you’re concerned about is a lesson you’ve taught

the past, he never

words came to him. It was true that he

only child. How can I possibly hurt you?” Feeling heartbroken, Wen Qing slammed his palm onto the table. “If not for