Stealing Your Heart

Perhaps their ill-fated romance had been ordained by the gods. No matter what, they were humans after all, and nothing they did could’ve prevented the untimely end of their relationship.

“Xichen and Ruixi will be heading off to primary school soon, right? It’s time to bring her back and live out the rest of our lives together.”

Their children weren’t to blame for the grudges they harbored towards each other in the past. Naturally, the blame wasn’t their children’s to shoulder.

Ever since he found out from Bai Yinning that Lin Xinyan had left, Zong Qifeng had constantly been on edge. He was afraid that his son would do something he would regret in the future.

Zong Qifeng had tasted bitter regret before, and he didn’t want Zong Jinghao to follow him down the same slippery path.

Zong Jinghao continued, his voice quavering a little, “I wonder if she hates me. She’s been gone for so long, but she has never visited me in my dreams.”

The older man didn’t reply. Instead, he continued standing silently and listening to him.

A gust of wind blew through the garden, sending the trees rustling noisily as their branches danced in the breeze.

Time had simply flown by. The sun, which had been high up in the sky the entire day, had disappeared behind a mountain in the west. The mountain blocked out the rays of the sun, finally allowing dusk to settle over the city.

The father and son stayed in the room for a long time, with nobody coming in to disturb them. When it was dinnertime, however, Zong Jinghao finally exited the room by himself.

Cheng Yuwen had prepared dinner and set the dishes down on the round table in the courtyard. Zong Yanxi ran over to Zong Jinghao and tugged at his hand. “Daddy.”

Zong Jinghao caressed her hair lightly.

“Come and have dinner with us,” Zong Yanxi said, dragging him over to the table.

Buzz—

At that moment, Zong Jinghao’s phone started vibrating, signaling that he had an incoming call. Telling his daughter to sit down first, he walked to a corner and took out his phone. Shen Peichuan was calling him. Zong Jinghao accepted his call and brought the phone to his ear.

of the line, Shen Peichuan

For such a serious case, it was only right for him to be punished according to the law. When the judicial court launched its own investigation, they quickly realized that the car accident had been caused by a kidnapping case gone wrong. Wen Qing then turned himself in and confessed all his wrongdoings, even offering a public apology for his actions.

a two-year suspended

that, you deserve to be punished severely. However, considering that you surrendered yourself to the police, confessed

at all. Showing no desire for revenge, he replied blandly,

similar penalties to Wen Qing, but… Gu Bei managed to

Bei wasn’t the one who had hired the gangsters to hijack the

the assistant manager and the gangsters. He had even managed to get a recording of the assistant manager saying that Gu Bei had sent him there. However, when the assistant manager got arrested, he had sworn up and down that he had orchestrated everything

Mr. Gu had made use of his connections with the higher-ups to ensure that Gu

to open a highly-publicized nightclub had to be a

Gu Bei will definitely know that we tricked him and took advantage of him. Will he come after us for revenge?”

Gu Bei, there was no way

an eye on his movements. We’ll make further plans when I get

“Okay.”

and looked at his two children. Under the moonlight, they bent their heads over their bowls and ate quietly. Zong Qifeng’s words had struck a chord in him. Even while Zong Jinghao was seeking revenge on behalf of Cheng

Cheng Yuwen pulled out his chair for him. “It’s already so

looked at him before sitting down

have to be so polite in your own house.”

him. “From now on, my father will be living here with us. Please help us take good care of

had asked to stay with them for the time being. His body was in good shape,

if there’s no real love between him and my sister, they’ve been

lump in his throat. Twenty years wasn’t a long time, but it certainly wasn’t

glass of wine. “Actually, there’s

was holed up in this tiny town of Baicheng, Cheng

grandfather’s time. By the time the trade was passed on to my father, Tea Silk had gained quite a reputation for itself. During my father’s time, the standard of living in the country was getting higher, and people were becoming more concerned about their clothing. Tea Silk was held in high regard by many in the fabrics business.” Here, Cheng Yuwen’s expression turned rather sad. “We thought that it would eventually

more people had gained awareness of this beautiful, idiosyncratic fabric. Within

one of the original experts of Tea Silk, Cheng Yuwen