Stealing Your Heart

When Wen Xian died, Zong Jinghao was about seven or eight years old. At that time, she was only a newborn. In other words, the letter might have existed long before that.

It was so long ago. Is this person even alive? Could he have left?

There were too many possibilities, so she wanted to sort things out.

The receptionist scrutinized her. “Who are you?”

She came to the company with two kids and addressed Mr. Shao by his full name. Who exactly is this woman?

“Just tell us if there’s such a person here. Why do you have to ask so many questions?” Lin Xichen said impatiently, as the receptionist was obviously keeping the information to herself and distracting them with irrelevant questions.

Lin Xinyan pulled her son’s hand. “Mind your manners.”

“Daddy once said that we’re not supposed to bully others, but we shouldn’t get bullied either. We only asked if there is a person named Shao Yun, but instead of answering the question, she asked who you are. Obviously, she wants to know your identity and deliberately kept the information from us. Since there’s no point asking her anymore, let’s just get out of here. As long as this person isn’t dead, we’ll be able to find him,” Lin Xichen replied. Surprisingly, Lin Ruixi agreed with her brother this time, “Let’s go, Mommy.” Having said that, the trio headed toward the entrance hand in hand.

The receptionist was a little dumbfounded. It was really unexpected that a child could say such things. He seems precocious and isn’t afraid of strangers.

“Well, do you want me to make a call and ask?” the receptionist called after them.

Lin Xichen glanced at her and gave it a thought before saying, “Okay then, go ahead.”

He stopped in his tracks and waited for an answer from the receptionist.

The receptionist dialed the extension of the secretary in the president’s office. “Someone’s here looking for Mr. Shao.”

“Does the person have an appointment?”

“No.”

“That means meeting with this person isn’t on Mr. Shao’s schedule. Do you still have to ask?”

looked at Lin Xinyan while she spoke, “She’s a beautiful woman with two kids, and she called Mr.

woman with kids?” Her words stirred up the secretary’s curiosity. Coming here with

“Ask for her

at Lin Xinyan

Yun should be around the same age as Wen Xian, so he might not know who she was.

the secretary, the receptionist hung up and asked Lin Xinyan

sit down and wait?”

Lin Xichen turned her

her son with a frown. “Xi—” She was about to call him Xichen again when

secretary knocked on the door of Mr. Shao’s

secretary opened the door. In the spacious and brightly lit office, all the office furniture was specially made of Siamese rosewood with dark-colored designs. The conspicuous paintings behind the desk were all masterpieces of famous painters, and the papers of the paintings were slightly yellowish, giving off the impression that they were genuine. But of

white leather shoes, which were now popular among young people. His youthful outfit

didn’t possess the composure that he was expected to have at this age as

it, so she wasn’t the least bit surprised. “Someone is looking for

man asked without looking up,

beautiful and she came with two kids.

legs off the table. He then leaned forward slightly. “What did you say? A

few years. He had been with many

business did not belong to him, he was not allowed to have

to live to this day… Realizing that his thoughts were drifting further away, he snapped back to reality and asked his secretary with interest, “Did she say

Xian,” replied

for more than twenty years took him back in time instantly. He abruptly rose

“Downstairs,” answered the secretary.

hand, he hurried out of the office and took the elevator

lobby with her children, Lin Xinyan was stroking her daughter’s

Shao Yun stood somewhere not far away from her. When Lin Xinyan turned around, she saw a man in the fanciest clothes despite his age. She was taken aback for a moment before

do you know her?” Shao Yun went straight to the