Stealing Your Heart

Jiang Mohan walked towards Zong Yanxi as he turned to glance at the movie posters at the entrance of the cinema.

“Are you here alone?” He asked.

Zong Yanxi chuckled, “There isn’t anyone else here to keep me company, is there?”

“Which one did you watch?” For some reason, he felt curious about it.

There were three new movies being screened that month, including those of the sci-fi and romance genres.

Zong Yanxi turned around to look at him. “Lovestruck,” she said.

“Ms. Lin, do you have a boyfriend?” Jiang Mohan asked again.

“President Jiang, you seem to be really interested in my personal affairs,” Zong Yanxi laughed.

Jiang Mohan felt a little embarrassed.

His questions seemed to come to mind naturally, and he simply asked without thinking twice.

“Sorry about that.” He pulled a serious face. “It’s getting pretty late. You should go back soon and have a good rest,” he said, walking off to his car.

Zong Yanxi stayed put. As she watched him leave, she suddenly called out to him, “President Jiang, have you ever been in love?”

Jiang Mohan stopped in his tracks, turning around.

“I know that this is not related to work, so there’s no need to answer me. It was a good movie by the way. If you have the time, it might be good entertainment for you,” she continued before walking off.

At that moment, she could not help but wonder if he had ever felt attracted to her in the days that they had spent together.

Does it really matter though? Like that would change a thing.

She smiled bitterly and took a deep breath.

Jiang Mohan simply stood there. The poster for the movie “Lovestruck” caught his eye.

It seemed to depict a love story between two childhood friends.

He shifted his gaze towards Lin Ruixi, but he could somehow see the shadow of another woman on her.

No, that’s Lin Ruixi! Why am I always seeing things?

He was sick of feeling that way. She is irreplaceable. I shouldn’t feel that way.

Even as he got in his car, he turned back again to look at that poster. Memories flooded his mind.

He first met her at a very young age.

She had a smile that warmed his heart like rays of sunshine.

Jiang Mohan’s eyes darkened with a tinge of passion and love that he was unaware of.

could not even recall when he began feeling that way, but that

it, he would feel his

him a long time to clear

The next day.

answered her mobile phone in annoyance. “Hey, go check out the news!” It was

“What news?” She asked.

your ex-husband.”

sat up, rubbing

“What scandal?” She asked.

the link, the headlines read “President of Hengkang Group Exposed,” and the article showed an

text afterwards: What? Your ex-husband hits women? How

and read on. It was common knowledge that tabloids would often blow things out of proportion

how Jiang Mohan slept with a woman, but refused to pay her the amount she

 Refusing to pay money

Yanxi had not replied to him: You aren’t feeling upset about this, are

Yanxi finally texted back: Why would I

 What do you mean, why? Your ex-husband

He indeed is my ex-husband. I repeat, my ex-husband. Hence, it is none of

as he replied:

got off her bed. She had work to do that

Zong Yanxi to get back at Ling Wei for what she did to her, she needed to gather evidence on the incident where she got

those people involved, fearing that her

for any footage or records of Ling

the incident happened, the surveillance footage would be

breakfast, she

which used to be her residence had turned into a

her surprise, the gate swung right open. Jiang Mohan did not change

the courtyard, fleeting memories of the past flashed through her mind. Once upon a time,

Reality hurts.

she walked towards the door of

villa was stone cold. A thick layer of

to be her dream house when she had just gotten married

eyes

How pathetic! How foolish!

study. The study was also the control room for the security

about every little design and detail of

Zong Yanxi sat herself

had moved out since the divorce, the water

screen lit up in an

and entered the date and

her dismay, the footage for that exact

would have cleaned up the footage to hide

perfect crime. Even without that particular surveillance footage, she could still obtain evidence from the people who

to be

her