Stealing Your Heart

Lin Xinyan looked away from Zong Jinghao and kept her eyes downcast as she answered the call. “What’s the matter? What do you want to tell me?”

“It’s about your uncle, Wen Qing,” Shao Yun replied.

He knew something about Lin Xinyan’s mother, Wen Xian because she was Zhuang Ziyi’s wife. In the beginning, he had only agreed to help Lin Xinyan find out who might harm Zong Jinghao, but he had found out something about Wen Qing in the process.

He only knew about what had happened to Wen Qing, not his feud with Zong Jinghao.

As Wen Xian’s daughter and Wen Qing’s niece, he supposed that Lin Xinyan had the right to know what happened to her uncle so that she could offer him some help.

Zong Jinghao, who was standing nearby when Lin Xinyan was having the phone call, heard Shao Yun’s voice coming from the speaker. In the meantime, he lay his eyes on her face to see whether she would be irritated to hear about Wen Qing. However, Lin Xinyan held her head too low for him to observe her expression.

However, Lin Xinyan was not that emotional because she had already learned about what had happened to Wen Qing through the news. Even if she felt anything, she wouldn’t show it around Zong Jinghao.

She shifted her body toward the pedestrian lane to maintain some distance from him so that he wouldn’t be able to hear what Shao Yun told her over the phone.

Still keeping her head low, she stared at her feet as she responded, “I’ve got it. I hope you stay away from this matter. Don’t ever tell me anything about it in the future. Since I’m not in C City right now, please help me to look after my factory.”

“But, he’s your uncle…”

“Uncle Er,” Lin Xinyan cut him off, making it obvious that she was not comfortable with the topic of their conversation.

Shao Yun paused; he could sense the repulsion in her voice.

Hence, he steered their conversation away from Wen Qing by asking her, “Where’ve you gone if you aren’t in C City?”

“I went to attend my friend’s wedding ceremony, but I’ll be back soon.”

“Great. Don’t worry about the factory. I can take care of it.”

Lin Xinyan mumbled a response, “I’m hanging up then.” She ended the call after making sure that Shao Yun had heard her. Then, she stuffed her phone back into her bag and looked up to find herself staring straight into Zong Jinghao’s brooding eyes.

There was a trace of inquisition beneath the facade of calmness.

She was standing very close to him during the phone call, so she was sure that he must have heard what Shao Yun told her.

wrong idea out of it, she explained, “I asked Uncle Er to do

that because the mere mention of Wen Qing’s name was capable of making her uncomfortable. The existence of the man was a massive hurdle that came

to broach the subject. The great atmosphere they were having at

playing on his lips, he asked, “So, did you say you were worried about me? Were you scared

at him and explained, “I was worried about

draped an arm around her shoulder and teased, “Is it so

she looked away, but he quickly turned her head back to face him.

didn’t,” she denied

honest, she had missed

couldn’t wait to see him every single

truth?” Pursing his lips, he appeared unconvinced because how she

arms around his skinny waist. She had been feeling

she was bearing a heavier burden than him at the moment. “Let’s settle down in C City in the future. When we get back to the city, I’ll buy a bigger house so that all of us can stay together. How does that

true?” Indeed, she had no intention of going back to B City where they would be inevitably reminded of all those

was

about the decision considering that B City was where his career

hire someone to manage it for me.” He grinned and said, “As for me, I’ll do nothing else but keep you and the kids company.

him a supercilious glance and snapped, “I

room and bed. That way, I won’t take much

was

kids?” Putting his arm around her, Zong Jinghao tried to hail a cab but found none in sight. “Are you feeling tired?

we should head back as soon as possible. Do you have any clue

uneasy leaving

Shen Peichuan to get to the bottom of it.” Staring at her solemnly, he emphasized, “You have to know that I

to look puzzled, although she could

Zong Jinghao fell silent.

I mean.” Do I really have to spell

“I don’t.”

though the photos were edited to look that way, they had still left her traumatized. The photos had shown her

every word of his sentence. He then lifted his hand to catch the attention

believed in him but still

Zong Jinghao was speechless.