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.

end of the line, Shen Peichuan said,

law. When the judicial court launched its own investigation, they quickly realized that the car accident had been caused by a kidnapping

got a two-year suspended

image of the civil service in the eyes of the public, not to mention the damage caused to its reputation. For that, you deserve to be punished severely. However, considering that you surrendered yourself to the police, confessed your wrongdoings, apologized to the public and showed a willingness to turn over a new leaf, we have opted to lighten your sentence. You are hereby sentenced to a two-year suspended sentence, and you will not be able to take up a job in the civil service for the rest of your

at all. Showing no desire for

relevant authorities have meted out similar penalties to Wen Qing, but… Gu Bei managed to get away

as such, he was the mastermind behind the crimes. Besides, Gu Bei

order to implicate Gu Bei, Zong Jinghao had taken a video of the clandestine meeting between 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

of his connections with the higher-ups to ensure that

open a highly-publicized nightclub had to be a person

that we tricked him and took advantage of him. Will he

Bei, there was no way he would let it

said, “Keep an eye on his movements.

“Okay.”

hung up the phone, Zong Jinghao turned 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 Yuxiu, he had never once thought of giving up on Lin Yanxin or

Cheng Yuwen pulled out his chair for him.

Jinghao looked at him before sitting down on the chair.

for that. I’m an outsider, after all. You don’t have to be so polite in your own

chopsticks from him. “From now on, my father will

being. His body was in good shape, but

Even if there’s no real love between him and my

in his throat. Twenty years wasn’t a

“Actually, there’s something I need

up in this tiny town of Baicheng, Cheng Yuwen kept perfect tabs

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

Xinyan’s successful Tea Silk exhibition, more people had gained awareness of this beautiful, idiosyncratic fabric. Within

experts of Tea Silk, Cheng Yuwen had gained a large