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.

in the boot of the car just as she had requested before coming to

him and asked because Shen

off, but Su Zhan could still catch a glimpse of what seemed to be a text message. “Who sent you a message? Why do

his phone in his pocket and glared at him. “Can you mind

on another couch. “It’s not like I wanna know anyway. I’m not

was

really doesn’t hold back,

heard Su Zhan’s comment. He then asked Shen Peichuan, “Are

his tummy and stifled his laughter. He didn’t want to ridicule Shen Peichuan, but this was

“Dinner’s ready. Wash your

heard Aunt Yu’s voice. However, the difference between them was that

a wet towel to wipe her hands.

“You’re not useless

towel on the table and pinched her cheeks. “Stop looking down on yourself. Come

wrapped her arms around his neck and carried

hand, Lin Xinyan was already used to him carrying her ever since she got

Zong Jinghao carrying Lin Xinyan down. They stood

the chair and sat beside her. Meanwhile, Shen Peichuan and the other two men sat opposite of them. The dining table could accommodate up to fifteen people, so there was more

the silence. “The food looks delicious. Thank

“I should be one thanking you. You all helped me out so much during this period, and