Stealing Your Heart

Zong Yanchen knew what that box was and he had pledged never to touch stuff like that in the future because he had been severely admonished by Mommy the last time he took it.

However, his sister had no clue about the nature of the pretty box. She was mesmerized by the attractive packaging of the box that was placed on the shelf just next to the checkout counter. She wanted to buy it many times but was stopped by Mommy. This time, however, she was sure Daddy would buy it for her because he doted on her a lot.

Therefore, she decided to take a few of the pretty boxes and put them into the shopping trolley.

When she noticed the way her father was staring at her, she asked him curiously, “Is there anything wrong?”

At that juncture, the cashier pushed his spectacles upward on his nose and glanced at the boxes of condoms Zong Jinghao was holding. “Sir, would you please hurry up? There’s a long line behind you.”

The cashier secretly complained in his mind, wondering why Zong Jinghao hesitated about paying for them after having already put them into his trolley.

Ignoring the cashier’s reminder and his impatient glance, Zong Jinghao put the boxes of condoms back onto the shelf.

All this while, the little girl had always been given everything she desired by her father, who had never rejected her requests.

“Daddy, I want this.” Zong Yanxi pointed at the boxes of condoms placed on the shelf.

It was the first time Zong Jinghao did not respond to his daughter’s coquettish act with a smile and a hug. Silently, he took out all the remaining stuff in the trolley and placed them on the counter. After making payment, he put everything back into the trolley. Carrying the little girl with one arm, he pushed the trolley with the other. They then took the elevator to the parking lot on the top floor.

All this while, Zong Yanchen followed them obediently.

Zong Yanxi felt restless and apprehensive. Her bright and sparkling eyes were now covered with a sheen of moisture but she dared not shed a tear.

Deep down inside she was seized by an intense fear; it was the first time her father ever showed her such a cold expression.

She was worried he might start hating her.

When they arrived at the parking lot, Zong Jinghao carried his daughter into his car and loaded all the groceries into the trunk. Zong Yanchen got into the car and glanced at his sister, letting out a barely audible sigh.

Why doesn’t she learn from her mistakes? The little girl’s hands had been smacked by Lin Xinyan several times before, as she tried to take those pretty boxes from the shelf. From then on, she was deterred from touching them.

make the same mistakes when she’s supposed to know better than to do

Jinghao stood beside his car for a while, trying to figure out a proper

too young to be

so challenged in his life before. Only then did he realize it was one of the issues he would have to face

boy, but when it came to a girl,

he started reading up

not daring to put on

their expressions, Zong Yanxi knew her father was in

his daughter. He knew it was perfectly normal for her to be curious at her age. He was actually mad at himself because he didn’t have

angry.” Her father’s reaction taught the little girl a

had always doted on her and indulged in her, was angry, she realized that that pretty

she made up her mind not to take it anymore in

car window, Zong

voice, he said to his daughter, “I’m not

blinked her eyes in confusion; she couldn’t understand

she had finally learned her lesson because the last thing she wanted to see

two of you back home.” He

up by the road to answer it and found

Baicheng, the father

health had deteriorated from the day Cheng Yuxiu died. The discomfort he had been experiencing was mostly of a mental nature: there were no major issues with his body. In fact, Cheng Yuwen only made this call to Zong Jinghao because Zong

he at?” Zong

supposed his father was admitted into one of the hospitals

not have an

he had the address of the

you the

Jinghao mumbled a response before ending

he knew Cheng Yuwen was his uncle, he did not feel any closeness with the man

spoke to each

Zong Yanchen. The little boy had lived with his grandparents for a period of time before and grieved over his grandmother’s