Stealing Your Heart

Wen Qing pulled Li Jing aside with a long face. He would have yelled at her if they were not in public. “It’s a good thing he didn’t show up! His mother is Wen Xian, not her. So why should he wear the willow for this woman?”

Lin Xichen blinked as she glanced at the granduncle who used to be kind and gentle towards her. But now, he looked very mean. She instinctively moved over to Lin Xinyan.

Cheng Yuwen could no longer suppress his anger as he walked over, but Lin Xinyan held him back and whispered, “This is not the right time to blame anyone. Let’s not cause a commotion and let her rest in peace.”

Cheng Yuwen clenched his fists angrily. He was upset that Zong Jinghao did not show up.

This is his last chance to see her face. He was her son; how could he not show up?

Everyone was silent as grief enveloped the room. The priest prayed as Cheng Yuxiu was buried under the drizzling rain.

Lin Xinyan no longer shed tears, instead, she quietly watched on while her children sobbed beside her.

They watched as Lin Xinyan placed Grandmother Zhang’s black and white picture against the tombstone, knowing that their grandmother had left them forever and they would never see her again.

Lin Xinyan patted their heads and said, “Go over and pay your respects to grandma.”

Everyone bowed deeply before the tombstone thrice and left one after another. Wen Qing walked up to Lin Xinyan and questioned, “Why are you here when Jinghao didn’t even come? Are you trying to show how devoted you are? Are you still confused about your identity to this day?”

Lin Xinyan stared straight into his eyes and said coldly, “You have no say in what I do. Besides, I hope my mom’s death has nothing to do with you.”

Wen Qing blinked as his expression dropped instantly. He did not expect her to speak to him in such a tone.

Li Jing was concerned because Wen Qing had a fierce and stubborn temperament. Hence, she dragged him away before they could start an argument.

Lin Xinyan said no more and went on her way with the kids.

The funeral ended in the afternoon. “Why don’t you send the kids back home first?” she said to Su Zhan after bidding the guests farewell.

Su Zhan picked up Lin Ruixi and held Lin Xichen’s hand as they left the

leave before turning around to look at the tombstone,

very moment, Cheng Yuxiu’s whole life had vanished. There would no longer be such a

her that Zong Qifeng was sick as he

Lin Xinyan hummed softly.

standing in the

off his jacket and placed it on her shoulders as he

respects?” A voice said from

cordierite brick steps. Gao Yuan held a black umbrella single-handedly as he pushed Bai Yinning who was holding a bouquet of white

Lin Xinyan stepped aside.

reach the tombstone because he was in a wheelchair and could not go up the steps. Therefore, Gao Yuan placed the bouquet of white chrysanthemums upon the tombstone on his behalf. As Lin Xinyan looked on, she thought that Bai Yinning appeared somewhat tired. In truth, he was occupied with many things that had happened in the company. He immediately

am here on behalf of my adoptive father, Bai Hongfei, to say his final goodbye.

with a grim look. Then, he stared at the woman in the black and white photo before the tombstone. The woman looked demure and graceful despite her old age. “Allow me to introduce myself once more. I am Bai Hongfei’s foster son, Bai Yinning. My adoptive father had only loved one woman and remained unwed throughout his entire life. If you meet him on

silently after he

he glanced toward Gao

did he look at

her. Hence, he would carry out that promise as pledged. The only reason he came to B

were not for him, he would not have

plan. Unfortunately, there was no trace of anyone besides

let me off so easily? He is a very persistent man, plus Wen Xian is as precious as his life. How could he have let it slide

Peichuan understood what she meant, but there was no

prove them of their crime. We just have to keep an eye on

Jinghao and her were much younger than Wen Qing. She was confident that they would have sufficient time

back.” The drizzle was slowly becoming a heavy

and glanced at the tombstone