Stealing Your Heart

When the kids arrived home, Zong Yanxi lay on Zong Qifeng’s bed and began folding paper cranes with colored paper. She told her grandfather, “Our art teacher taught us this.”

“Is that so?” Zong Qifeng chuckled as he patted his granddaughter’s head gently. Have you managed to learn how to do it properly?”

“I haven’t gotten much practice yet, so it doesn’t look as good as my teacher’s,” Zong Yanxi replied as she continued folding her cranes.

“I believe Ruixi will be able to make beautiful cranes.”

Zong Yanxi looked at her grandfather and said, “Grandpa, I want to fold many paper cranes.”

“Why?” Zong Qifeng queried.

Zong Qifeng was leaning against the bed; he had a frail disposition.

“There’s an ancient rumor that if you fold a thousand paper cranes sincerely, you’ll be able to bring good luck and blessings to someone you love. I want to fold you a thousand paper cranes so that you can get better soon,” Zong Yanxi explained earnestly.

Zong Qifeng felt touched by this gesture. This lass is getting more and more understanding by the day. “Where did you hear this from? You should be studying hard instead of learning all of this useless nonsense!”

“My art teacher taught us this. Is my teacher teaching nonsense then? If so, I won’t listen to my teachers or do my homework anymore,” Zong Yanxi retorted sharply. Zong Qifeng replied tenderly, “Sorry, that’s not what I meant at all. I was wrong. It’s very useful knowledge.”

Zong Yanxi stared at Zong Qifeng with a solemn expression in her clear eyes. “Grandpa, I’ll pray for your recovery earnestly.”

Zong Qifeng did not have any regrets left in this world. The only thing he lamented was not being able to watch the three kids grow up. Cheng Yuxiu wanted to watch her grandchildren grow up and go to school, but she had been unable to do so.

“I’ll hang them up,” Zong Yanxi quipped as she hung her folded paper cranes on the windowsill with a bit of string.

Lin Xinyan entered the room with the baby in her arms. She hurriedly supported her daughter, who was attempting to reach the window on a stool. “Slow down. Be careful.”

“It’s fine; I’ve grown up now,” Zong Yanxi assured her as she got off the stool. “Mommy, did you bring little brother here to see grandpa?”

Lin Xinyan nodded. “That’s right. Your little brother misses grandpa.”

“Hehe,” Zong Yanxi smiled as she pinched her brother’s cheeks. “His cheeks are so soft!”

Lin Xinyan slapped her hand aside and chided, “Don’t pinch his cheeks. He’ll drool.”

Zong Yanxi pouted and left the room.

Just as she was about to close the door, she met Zong Jinghao outside and called out, “Daddy!”

the greeting and instructed, “Go play with Yanchen in

don’t want to play with him; he’s so boring!”

baby knew

was just

headed over to the bedside. He pulled a chair over and sat

not get to carry the baby much. Although the illness was not contagious, he was worried that it would

still young, and his immune

did you bring him in? Keep him away

and I have something to tell

Zong

let Su Zhan and Qin Ya adopt the

baby and said, “He’s your child. If

hands, and the baby burst

“This works, I guess.”

Qifeng was ill, but his mind was still sharp. He could easily tell

child will then be able to take over your family business. Everything has worked out well. They

the end. His physical condition was

the message. After a short chat, Zong Qifeng grew tired. Lin Xinyan and Zong Jinghao left the room so that

She opened her eyes groggily and

Xinyan could see a pained and conflicted expression on his

and placed it over her shoulders. He took her hand and said, “I can’t fall asleep. Keep me company for a

agreed, and the two of them stood under the

the baby away? If you want, I can bear you another child,”

Jinghao took her hand and replied, “Your body can’t take it. It’s already enough for me to have Xichen and Ruixi. They’re our first children, and I

was content to have a son

family name and business continue to thrive. That way, his legacy will live on in our child.” She placed her hand on the back of his hand gently and continued,

but they just could not bear giving their child

to bed.” Zong Jinghao headed back into

of them simply could not fall asleep. Thoughts of both Zong Qifeng

the only ones who did not

Yu had often felt nauseous of late. Although she had not eaten much for dinner that night, she still felt like vomiting, but nothing would come out. Nausea kept tormenting her and robbing her

she was working as an intern, so she could

clinic was a lot less

lately, but I can’t seem to vomit anything

doctor probed, “Has anything like this happened in the

“My body