Stealing Your Heart

Shen Peichuan told her to wait in the car for him because of the rain. “I’ll go get an umbrella.”

He braved the rain and grabbed an umbrella from the trunk. With the raindrops pelting down on the umbrella, he walked to the passenger seat and opened the car door. “The rain is too heavy. I’ll carry you in if that’s okay with you.”

When Lin Xinyan stepped out of the car, Shen Peichuan hurriedly covered her with the umbrella.

She held onto Shen Peichuan’s arm and reassured, “It’s fine. I can walk. It’s only a short distance anyway.”

Shen Peichuan did not argue. After all, not everyone liked having unnecessary physical contact with the opposite sex.

Hence, they both walked, albeit very slowly, under the cover of the umbrella. When they entered the house, they found that Su Zhan and Guan Jing had already left. The dining room was also all cleaned up, with Aunt Yu currently cleaning the kitchen.

She looked over her shoulder at Shen Peichuan, who was standing just outside the door. The rain was still pouring down from the sky that even the wind held hints of moisture as it blew into the house. “I’m not in a very good mood today, so don’t take whatever I said to heart,” she said weakly.

“I know.” Shen Peichuan pursed his lips slightly. “I should be the one apologizing. I shouldn’t have doubted you.”

“Tell Su Zhan and Guan Jing not to say a word about me going out today.” When she left the villa with Shen Peichuan earlier, she did not purposefully avoid the two of them. When they came downstairs and did not see them, they definitely would have asked Aunt Yu about their whereabouts.

“I’ll give them a call later. Go on in. You’ve been out for a long time today.”

Lin Xinyan nodded and reminded him, “Drive safe. It’s dark outside and raining too.”

“I will,” Shen Peichuan answered.

Lin Xinyan went into the house after that. When Aunt Yu, who was about to take the trash out, saw Lin Xinyan standing, she put down the things in her hands and hastened her steps towards her. “Let me help you.”

Lin Xinyan held her hand and carefully made her way into the house. “Aunt Yu, don’t tell Jinghao that I went out today.”

Aunt Yu lowered her gaze and said, “Yes, ma’am.”

“Has he been sleeping this whole time? Did he vomit?” She was worried because he drank on an empty stomach.

“He’s quite alright.” Aunt Yu still did not dare to meet Lin Xinyan’s eyes.

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of water, she walked over with the medicine in one hand and helped Lin

okay. I know what I’m doing.” Once they were upstairs, she pushed open the door to a bedroom which was only illuminated by a bedside lamp. The light was dim, and she could smell the faint scent of alcohol. She took

nodded and reminded her, “Be careful.

hummed out a response and slowly made her way into the room. When Aunt Yu saw that she reached the bedside without any mishaps,

water and medicine on the bedside table,

him over on her own. She thought he was still fast asleep, so she did not disturb him anymore. All she did was sit beside the bed and watch as

but he had his back to her

one was sitting. Both were buried in their own

Ding.

it. It was a text message from Bai Yinning. She hesitated for a good few minutes before finally opening it. It was

right now, and it’s well

this way. I just want everything to go back to the way it

the same position. But what she didn’t know was that his eyes had clouded over at that moment, and not even a trace of light could pierce

caught. Before she could react, the man turned

could not help but frown slightly. “Weren’t

he stared unblinkingly at her lips. Even under the dimness of the light, the frown between his

he gently traced her lips with it. He looked at her with hooded eyes, with his thick eyelashes obscuring the gloominess in

could not read

fingers to pinch her lips shut, stopping whatever words she was about to say from coming out. He twisted her lips hard, causing them to contort

Xinyan was in so much pain that her restrained hands balled into fists. Unfortunately, she could

to be carefully inspecting her lips as he rolled them back and forth. Lin Xinyan could only

fondling her lips. He alternated between squeezing

numb with pain, and she felt bone-tired

her face, but she was not in time to see what it was before he covered her lips with

Pain washed over her.

an indescribable kind of