Stealing Your Heart

After she opened the door, she saw a figure sitting by the desk.

There was only a dim white light in the room while the still air reinforced the somber atmosphere. Within the spacious room, lay a massive desk.

On it, there was a brush and some paper. Zong Qifeng loved to write calligraphy.

However, the man who used to be holding the brush and bent over writing was gone.

As Lin Xinyan walked up, the ink within the inkstone itself had dried out but she could still catch a whiff of its fragrance. When she looked at the figure sitting at the desk, she hesitated as she didn’t know what to say. She simply walked up to him and gave him a hug.

After some time, a raspy voice broke the silence. “When day breaks, others will be here. You have to regain your composure as soon as possible.”

Zong Jinghao scanned around the room. To him, everything looked familiar and surreal at the same time. He continued, Yan, I’ve lost another family member.”

His mother was gone, and now, so was his father.

Lin Xinyan felt her nose burn as she curled her arms around him. In a choking voice, she reassured him, “You still have me and the kids. We will always be by your side.”

Zong Jinghao squeezed her tightly in his arms and buried his face in her chest, trembling.

Unable to find the words to console him, Lin Xinyan stayed by his side quietly.

After a long while, dawn started to break and Zong Jinghao let go of her.

As Lin Xinyan looked at his calm face, she knew that he had hidden his sadness away. Now wasn’t the time to show it.

Since Zong Qifeng had died, they wanted to ensure his soul could rest in peace. Hence, the funeral arrangements now took precedence.

Knock! Knock!

on the study room

answered,

“There’s someone here

had seen the person before, it was one of

that the kids hardly slept, he got Lin Xinyan to check on them while

loud it sounded, it felt insincere as Zong Jinghao couldn’t detect

he entered, he saw a man in a Chinese tunic suit

Zong Jinghao rarely saw the man, he could still recognize him as Zong Qifeng’s cousin. In other

to some issues with his health, he mostly

man was thin and had his thick black hair slicked to the back, exposing the interlacing strands of white hair. Despite his pale skin and pigmentation due to

to see him arrive in

why didn’t you tell me your father wasn’t feeling well? I didn’t even get to say goodbye. Is this how you do your duty as a

Jinghao was curious to

What does he want?

remarked, “It’s a surprise

Yungan was

while, he didn’t like visiting despite the fact they were

also a member of the Zong family, not some stranger. Now that your dad has passed

Regardless of whether his intentions were sincere, he knew he shouldn’t argue out of respect for his dead father. After all, he wanted his father

know of a funeral parlor

have already made the arrangements.” Zong

awkward as he felt that Zong Jinghao was being rude. Zong Jinghao didn’t even pretend to be

cordial and get over

he had come during the day, it would have been less conspicuous. But, he seemed to have

out of the ordinary happens,