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?”

spoke, “She’s a beautiful woman with two kids, and she called Mr.

Her words stirred up the secretary’s

said, “Ask for her

at Lin Xinyan and asked, “What’s

her name when it struck her that Shao Yun should be around the same age as Wen Xian,

receptionist hung up and asked Lin Xinyan to

down and

Xichen turned

a frown. “Xi—” She was about to call him Xichen again when she stopped herself mid-sentence. It’s so hard to change old

knocked on the door

the paintings were slightly yellowish, giving off the impression that they were genuine. But of course, it was only natural that Mr. Shao, the head

but he seemed to be young at heart with his blue floral shirt, cropped trousers, and white leather shoes, which were now popular among young people. His youthful outfit indicated

this age as he put

secretary had long been accustomed to it, so she wasn’t the least

in his hand, the man asked without looking up,

receptionist, she’s quite beautiful and she came with two

down the file in his hand and took his legs off the table. He then leaned forward slightly. “What did you say? A woman with two kids, calling

had known in the past few years. He had been with many women, but he was just fooling around with them, so no one

belong to him, he was

drifting further away, he snapped back to reality and asked his secretary with interest,

Wen Xian,”

immediately became solemn. The sudden mention of this name that he had not heard for more than twenty years took him back in time instantly. He abruptly rose to his feet.

“Downstairs,” answered the secretary.

hand, he hurried out of the office

in the lobby with her children, Lin

stood somewhere not far away from her. When Lin Xinyan turned around, she saw

to you? Why do you know her?” Shao Yun went straight to the point. Deep down, he was