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

Her words stirred up the secretary’s curiosity. Coming here with kids? Who could

secretary said, “Ask for

Lin Xinyan and asked, “What’s

about to say her name when it struck her that Shao Yun should be around the same age as Wen Xian, so he might not know who she was. Hence, she replied,

telling the secretary, the receptionist hung up and asked

sit down

Xichen turned her down

about to call him Xichen again when she stopped herself mid-sentence.

the president’s secretary knocked on the door of Mr. Shao’s

and the papers of the paintings were slightly yellowish, giving

now popular among young people. His youthful outfit indicated that he didn’t like dressing according

composure that he was expected to have at this age as

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

his hand, the man asked without

the receptionist, she’s quite beautiful and she came

in his hand and took his legs off the table. He then leaned forward slightly. “What did you say? A

moment, Shao Yun began to recall all the women he had known in the past few years. He had been with many women, but he was

he was not allowed to have a child of

able to live to this day… Realizing that his thoughts were drifting further away, he snapped back to reality and

Wen Xian,”

became solemn. The sudden mention of this name that he had not heard for more than twenty years took him back in time instantly.

“Downstairs,” answered the secretary.

of the office and took the elevator to the lobby on

with a ding, Shao Yun walked out of it. Still standing in the lobby with her children, Lin Xinyan was stroking her

from her. When Lin Xinyan turned around, she saw a

went straight to the point. Deep down, he was eager