Stealing Your Heart

The journey from the villa to the wedding venue took roughly an hour. The heavy traffic slowed them down in such a densely populated city, but it was all accounted for. Zong Qifeng’s inquiries about an auspicious time were narrowed down to ten minutes past three. He was not concerned that they would be late.

The wedding entourage stood out like a sore thumb. Soon, the major media outlets had caught wind of this.

Everyone was curious to see Zong Jinghao’s betrothed and wanted to confirm if it was the woman they had spotted at the mall with him. After all, the news had made them seem quite intimate with each other.

The presence of this woman intrigued them.

Everyone realized she wasn’t a gold-digger based on what little they knew about the leaked news involving her extravagant dowry.

There had been other speculations as well. Some had claimed that the woman was planning on using her child to gain the upper hand.

They obviously couldn’t say that now, since she was proven to be from a rich and powerful family. There was no need for such tactics in the first place.

An extravagant wedding where both parties were a good match for each other naturally garnered blessings from the public.

Since the bride was beautiful and came from a good family, everyone was envious of her.

Lin Xinyan had been a nobody from a normal family, the rumors about her alleged marriage of convenience would have been worse. She’d have

the public not to feel jealous

back. A younger student from a prominent university had married an old divorcee twenty years her senior. To the public, it didn’t matter how good she was. They only assumed that she had married for money and not love. All this because that gentleman

Lin Xinyan to the lounge to rest. Some things needed his attention, so he left to sort

the sofa with sweaty palms. Throughout the ride there, Zong Jinghao had clasped her hands

with a plethora of different feelings ranging from longing

don’t even know why

a mess of emotions when Zong Jinghao held her hands and she thought of all that had happened in the past. It’s supposed to be a happy day, damn it. Why am I

noticed her unease and tried to soothe her. “Don’t worry, we’re all here

what? I thought I’d be used

Ya said, “That’s understandable. Women are sentimental creatures after

rite of passage for women,

hand. “Most people get married first and then experience married life. You, however, got to experience married life first, and now your marriage is

Ya a faint smile, seeing the sense in her

a knock came at