Stealing Your Heart

The first chapter in the book discussed reproduction. The egg and the sperm. How the egg was fertilized.

He raised his eyebrow questioningly. Doesn’t a normal adult know about this kind of thing?

The second chapter talked about how the fertilized egg entered the uterus.

The third chapter discussed the factor determining the gender of a fetus.

The fourth chapter dealt with the changes in a woman’s body during the course of her pregnancy.

The interesting title of the book was the thing that caught his attention because Xinyan was currently pregnant too.

Then, he finally reached the part which he was interested in. However, a few women who were bringing a few children were heading in his direction. Closing the book, he went to the checkout counter to pay before getting into his car.

When he arrived at the hospital, with the book in hand, he walked over to the elevator to go to the ward where Xinyan was.

It was strangely silent.

The bodyguards on the floor saw the person coming out from the elevator and straightened up. “Mr. Zong,” they greeted professionally.

Jinghao nodded.

Arriving at the doorway, he gently opened the door, trying not to wake up Xinyan in case she was asleep. As the door opened, he saw a woman sitting by the window.

She was wearing a loose-fitting white satin nightgown – the type with no waistline. Sitting on a chair, a part of her fair legs was revealed. Long and shapely, it was a beautiful sight to behold.

Her gown was long-sleeved and they were sewn with lace. Her wrists were exposed, and she held a pair of scissors in her hand. She was trimming the branches and leaves of a bouquet. There was an exquisite glass vase on the table containing some stalks of flowers.

He remembered that he had thrown away the flowers Bai Yinning sent to Xinyan into the trash can earlier. On his way to his office, he recalled Xinyan saying that she loved flowers. He immediately backtracked and searched for a florist shop instead. Due to him being a man, he had never paid any attention to flowers and did not even know what meaning roses represented.

He was truly ignorant of the language of flowers until the florist owner taught him that roses represented love.

Recalling that Yinning had gifted five roses, he quickly asked, “What do five roses mean?”

The florist told him, “Roses represent love, and five roses mean ‘no regrets’.”

He almost snorted in derision when he heard that. What does Yinning really mean?

To unconditionally love Xinyan with no regrets?

Hrmph.

lilies because the florist

live a long and happy life

him sulk on that and spectate their happiness as an outsider

Yu was the one putting them on the table. When Xinyan woke up, she instructed Aunt Yu to procure

in and stood in front of her. “Do

pretty face, which showed a surprised look then. After all, Jinghao had been so furious when he threw away Bai Yinning’s flowers. She felt that he was not the kind of man who would buy flowers for any woman. With that, her heart felt warm and she was engulfed by a blanket of joy while

a cliché.”

cliché, why do

her thought when she uttered the words, “It

gently, feeling the delicate texture as she

lace – folded in several layers. As the gown hung loosely on

a kiss on her inviting collarbone. His lips felt slightly cold, but tenderly loving. The moment his lips touched her skin, Xinyan felt like an electric current

with his teeth. He fiddled with the skin of her collarbone gently. Although it was painless and

a wink in his eyes, Jinghao joked, “I’ll let you

playing around and

not to continue, but sat down on the sofa instead and

that he had actually

for Xinyan, but he was too interested in

Yu had finished cleaning and emerged from the bathroom. Taking out the towels that needed to be laundered, she left the room and gently closed

and Xinyan, and deliberately sped up her work so she could leave them

found the content of his

vase. She seemed satisfied with her

looked up from his book and saw her flower arrangement. Putting the book on the sofa temporarily, he walked over. “Do

her head. “I’m fine. Just going

up in his strong arms, he carried her to the washroom. After she washed her hands, Jinghao

that book over. Let me

Jinghao

to read? Isn’t it just a book about pregnancy?” What’s there to

in his eyes, he brought the book over and lay on the bed

his shoulder, treating it like a pillow, Jinghao opened the

However…

…

Lin Xinyan was speechless.