Stealing Your Heart

Meanwhile, at C City.

In the middle of the night, Lin Xinyan woke from thirst. After drinking a glass of water, she returned to her bed. Yet, she was wide awake. Sitting up, she grabbed a book and started reading it instead.

As the children slept in another room, she did not need to worry that she was disturbing their rest. She was now living in a pleasant neighborhood with many facilities. It was quiet, and there was only a unit on every floor. Although the house was not large, it was not too small either; it was one hundred and sixty square meters, with four bedrooms and two bathrooms.

When Qin Ya came back, she lived in her place. Lin Xinyan had been the one who asked her to stay. Previously, Qin Ya had been injured badly. The house was rather lively with the children around, and it could prevent her from overthinking. After all, four bedrooms were enough for them.

There was a book rack near the window filled with books. They were all about Country Z’s history. As a country with five thousand years’ worth of history, they had more than a handful of historical heritage.

Several books on the rack were about embroidery.

There were many kinds of traditional embroidery. She knew of their existence, but she never read in-depth about it. Now that she had the time to, she realized the beauty of it, especially the traditional cultures of her country.

Red was a symbolism of prosperity.

In one of her books, she read about traditional weddings. The wedding attire in the book caught her attention.

Many young people chose to wear a white wedding dress nowadays.

The pure white was a sign of the pureness of love.

However, that was not its original meaning; it was given to it later on. The wedding dress originated from Rome. Back then, white was a symbol of prosperity, just like how red was the symbol of prosperity in her country.

Visually, Lin Xinyan felt that red represented the liveliness of prosperity better.

was a passionate color, fiery and energetic. To her, it was a color that represented the feeling of the bride entering the wedding halls; it was emotional, and it conveyed the hopes of

design, and she had added modern elements to them. Each

style with the combination of Tea Silk and various forms of embroidery into an attire with modern and ancient elements. That was why she named the series “New

realized furniture with a combination of traditional and modern elements had been trending recently. In other

but she also wanted this culture to develop into something mainstream. She had connections, so holding an international fashion show was not a problem. What she needed to do now was to make sure that her series was flawless

the past few days, she had been researching about it. Although it tired her out, she felt that her time was well-spent. When she was free, she would find herself longing for that person. However, most of her

the same for this time. She eventually fell asleep while reading. Her book remained in her hands

wake even

more and more independent. They barely needed help in getting dressed and washing

Xinyan. After realizing she must have read late into the night, Qin Ya did not wake her. Then, she went

she placed the bread into the toaster. The

Ya frowned. “What can you

rejecting them. However, it was too dangerous for them. Thus, she gave them some chores that they could do. “Yanxi,

hand, Zong Yanchen stood in front of the toaster and looked at Qin Ya’s back as she cut fruits. He asked, “Aunt Qin Ya, every time I look at

changed. She was also Qin Ya, but she did not

vocal cords, and her physical appearance and voice had changed. That was why Zong Yanchen was

Qin Ya placed the cut fruits on the plate. She queried, “Am I prettier, or was

cupped his cheek and wondered. In a serious tone, he answered, “Physically, you’re prettier now. But I like your

to be. For Zong Yanchen, it felt as though he was calling someone else ‘Aunt Qin

the eggs on the plate, she turned to look at Zong Yanchen. “Are you praising or insulting

course I’m praising you. It doesn’t matter if you’re pretty or ugly. Inner beauty is the best. Back then, Aunt Qin Ya was pretty on the outside, but even prettier