Stealing Your Heart

Lin Xinyan stroked her own forehead. She couldn’t help feeling as if she were always forgetting things. Lucky for her, there was a towel in the bathroom, and she thought of getting her son to grab her clothes from upstairs once she finished showering.

Finally, she soaked herself peacefully in the bathtub.

After a while, she got up and rinsed herself under the rain shower before she wrapped herself in a towel. Without opening the door, she called out to her son, “Xichen, can you grab my pajamas from upstairs?”

Lin Xichen looked at the bathroom’s frosted glass door and couldn’t see his mother’s silhouette at all. “Where are your pajamas?” he asked.

“It’s in the drawer under the bathroom mirror,” she answered. She deliberately kept her pajamas in that drawer so she could get dressed as soon as she stepped out of the shower. That way, she wouldn’t have to wrap herself in a towel before changing.

“Hold on, I’ll get it for you now,” said Lin Xichen. He put down his tablet, then got off the bed and rushed upstairs in his bedroom slippers. He moved so swiftly that he didn’t realize someone was standing behind the door when he opened the door. Upon colliding head to head, he rubbed his forehead and looked up. It was Zong Jinghao, and they were both wearing the same gray silk pajamas.

Fluttering his eyelids, Lin Xichen looked at himself, then raised his head to look at him.

Zong Jinghao bent down and uncovered Li Xichen’s hand from his forehead, then asked, “Does it hurt?”

Li Xichen’s forehead was neither red nor swollen, so he shook his head and replied, “No, it doesn’t.”

After a short pause, he asked, “Was your pajamas sewn by my mommy too?”

I thought Mommy only made pajamas for Ruixi and I.

Zong Jinghao didn’t know whether his pajamas were hand-sewn by Lin Xinyan. She passed the pajamas to him earlier, and all this time he had thought that she had bought them from a store.

Realizing that the material and style of his pajamas were the same as Lin Xichen’s, he asked, “Was yours sewn by your mommy?”

Lin Xichen nodded. “Most of the clothes my sister and I wear were made by my mommy.”

Lin Xinyan was a fashion designer, and she had a strong understanding of different types of fabrics. There were several sewing machines in her boutique, so it was easy for her to sew new pieces of clothing.

Lin Xichen glared at Zong Jinghao sternly and warned, “You make sure to treat my mommy well.”

Mommy has always treated him well.

small in size, but

Jinghao then stood up and looked at him from above, saying, “What

In fact, it’s my duty to look after her.

doesn’t need to

“I’m here to get my mommy’s pajamas. She

wasn’t surprised to hear this, but he felt that Lin Xichen’s

that I have dominated his mother for a long time, and now

on the shoulder and smiled without saying a word. He then went into the room and grabbed the boy’s pajamas, but Lin Xichen reached out and said, “Give

Xichen held them close to his chest

Jinghao followed him from behind with slow and

Xichen reached the bathroom, he knocked on

Xinyan was busy cleaning up, and she

her pajamas on the door handle outside so she could get

pajamas on the door handle. Then, he climbed

Ruixi was rolling around on the bed with

reach for her pajamas, she suddenly

she whispered, “What are

at her from head to toe. Her shoulder-length hair was half-dried, and she was wrapped in a single white towel. Her elegant neckline

chest suddenly filled with a fiery

his grasp and said, “Stop it. Both the kids are

Zong Jinghao stated with a

Lin Xinyan replied softly,

“I know.”

saying, “It’s fine if you don’t let me in. I will sleep

Lin Xinyan was speechless.

I even

this

glared at him resentfully and said, “You already had this all

that, she shut the

walked back into the room and saw Lin Xichen staring at him fiercely