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?”

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

the secretary’s curiosity.

“Ask for her

Lin Xinyan and

was about to say her name when it struck her that Shao Yun should be around the same age as

telling the secretary, the receptionist hung up and asked Lin

to sit down and wait?” the

turned her

about to call him Xichen again when she stopped herself mid-sentence. It’s so hard

the president’s secretary knocked on

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 course, it was only natural

around the age of fifty, 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

expected to have at this age as he put his legs on the desk and

it, so she wasn’t the least bit

the man

a woman. According to the receptionist, she’s quite beautiful and she came with

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

years. He had been with many women, but he

business did not belong to him, he was

he snapped back to reality and asked his secretary

Xian,” replied the

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

“Downstairs,” answered the secretary.

file in his hand, he hurried out of the office and took the elevator to the

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

around, she saw a man in the fanciest clothes despite his

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