Stealing Your Heart

The news was reporting the commotion that took place after a major company in C City had been taken over by B City’s Wanyue Group overnight.

As the images changed on the screen, a photo of Zong Jinghao stepping out of his car in front of Wanyue Group’s building appeared. It was only his side view, but she could see his distinct profile that radiated a cold aura, stopping anyone from coming near him.

“This is the first time the President of Wanyue Group has appeared in public after taking over the Nanlong Company. As he refuses to accept any interviews, we have no information about what happened behind the scenes.”

The photo on the screen was clearly a shot taken without his knowledge; Zong Jinghao refused to accept any interviews, and his full face was not visible.

She had already wound down the window, hoping to hear more news about him. As she stared at the screen, unblinking, her hands gripped tightly onto the car door. However, the image soon went away and was replaced by the face of the person in charge of Nanlong Company. The man looked unkempt; he looked like a man defeated.

Qin Ya had been paying attention to the traffic lights, so she did not realize what Lin Xinyan had been staring at. Once the lights turned green, she drove off.

Seconds later, the screen was covered by other buildings, and Lin Xinyan could no longer see the photos.

She retracted her hand and curled into herself. She bit down on her lower lip hard, digging her teeth into the flesh to the point it nearly bled, but she felt no pain. All she wanted to do was to contain the longing that threatened to overtake her.

She forced the loneliness that screamed to be let out from her throat, and she forced the disappointment from the lack of comfort into the deep recesses of her mind.

She widened her eyes, forcing away the tears that tried to escape.

Soon, the car came to a stop in front of a building. The embroidery studio was on the third floor.

Beside their car was Shao Yun’s car. Qin Ya glanced at it when she got down from the car. While reaching to open the back door, she muttered, “He’s really hardworking to come here every day.”

By now, Lin Xinyan had regained her calm appearance despite the minor remains of surging emotions in her heart. It had been a month since she had heard of his news, and now, she was experiencing very complicated emotions compared to the time she left.

Who said time can heal everything?

Why do I miss him even more than before?

Time isn’t the cure for everything.

Qin Ya voiced, noticing

up at her. Squeezing out a smile to the other woman, she replied, “I must be getting old. I’m daydreaming

Ya smiled but said nothing; she knew what Lin Xinyan was thinking

embroiderers, and they all lived in the building. The building had four floors; the first floor was empty, the second was the textile factory, the third was the embroidery

one to find this building for her. It had a pleasant environment, and the annual rent was something she could

by these. When they entered the studio, they saw him watching an embroiderer embroider a phoenix

he was watching was unique among the eleven embroiderers. Most of the embroidered were middle-aged women, but this embroidered was a young man in his twenties. He had soft features, and his hands were like a woman’s—nimble and slender. It was as though the embroidery needles had a life of their own in his hands. Every stitch he made was precise, and

Yun watched his nimble fingers at work and muttered,

not

at him.

What’s there to pity?

hearing Qin Ya’s voice. He looked up at Qin Ya with widened eyes. “W-When did

“You’re just deaf. I don’t walk without a sound. Also, what do

been made with the embroidery, she hurriedly lowered her head to look at the fabric. The fabric that the peony was embroidered on was meant to go around the chest. If a mistake were made, they would have to

money wasted, but also

Yun sighed, “What a

he should’ve been a beautiful

Ya snapped her head to

It won’t matter how much you pay me anymore. I won’t do this for you the next time you say this,” Li Xin warned icily, without lifting his

he was feminine. He hated having people who commented without prompting, and he was not good with socializing. Hence, he was quite a

to apologize. After all, Lin Xinyan appreciated him, and he was the one in charge of the masterpiece within the twelve items. Shao Yun dared not infuriate the young man or he would chase

glanced at Shao Yun, an amused smile on her lips. Although they were not of the same generation, Shao Yun had a young soul

after seeing no signs of

Xinyan was one to come every day; she never

the table to arrange the drafts on it. She muttered,

too, did not know where

be on the third floor or the