Stealing Your Heart

He took a look at the phone beside the pillow, but he didn’t pick it up to see who she sent the message to.

Instead, he lay down and hugged her from behind.

Lin Xinyan opened her eyes in surprise, but she remained motionless as she gradually closed them again.

When night arrived, the chef hired by Guan Jing prepared a tableful of scrumptious dishes. Meanwhile, Aunt Yu placed the cutlery and dishes down and arranged them neatly.

It wasn’t a celebration, but it sure seemed as festive as one because of how many people arrived.

Shen Peichuan was the taciturn type, so he sat on the couch alone as he tried to decipher Lin Xinyan’s message.

Previously, he received Su Zhan’s phone call when he came out from the morgue because he was investigating He Ruilin’s cause of death.

The official statement was that she committed suicide, but he decided to double-check the statement by asking a coroner who was his friend to undergo some more checks off the record.

There weren’t any scars on the body except the bruise on her neck because she hanged herself, but the coroner still managed to discover something fishy.

He discovered some substance resembling human skin embedded in her fingernails, but it would take additional tests to find out what it was.

After Shen Peichuan received Su Zhan’s phone call, he went back to take a shower and change into a fresh set of clothes. As he was about to make his way to the villa, he received Lin Xinyan. His first instinct was to call Zong Jinghao to ask him what was going on, but he stopped himself because Lin Xinyan forbade him from telling anyone.

car just as she

you looking at?” Su Zhan sat beside him and asked because Shen Peichuan had been staring at his phone ever since he

a glimpse of what seemed to be a text message. “Who sent you a message? Why do

his pocket and glared

not like I wanna know anyway. I’m not interested in the text messages of an old virgin

Peichuan was

really doesn’t

comment. He then asked Shen Peichuan, “Are

laughter. He didn’t want to ridicule Shen Peichuan, but this

came over and announced, “Dinner’s ready. Wash your hands first. I’ll

were pretending to be asleep, so they pretended to wake up as well when they heard Aunt Yu’s voice. However, the difference between them was that Lin Xinyan didn’t

a wet towel to wipe her hands. Meanwhile, Lin Xinyan stared at her hands and lamented, “I’m so useless. I need

delicate motions. “You’re not useless at all. At least you can give me a

he placed the wet towel on the table and pinched her cheeks. “Stop

his neck and carried her up

Lin Xinyan was already used to

down. They stood up from the couches as he headed towards the dining room

sat opposite of them. The dining table could accommodate up to fifteen people, so there was more than enough space because there were

“The food looks delicious. Thank

you. You all helped me out so