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.

feeling that way, but that smile of hers always had a place in his

it, he would feel his heart

long time to clear

The next day.

Zong Yanxi from her sweet slumber. She answered her mobile phone in annoyance. “Hey, go check out the

“What news?” She asked.

scandal about your ex-husband.” Gu Xian

sat up, rubbing

“What scandal?” She asked.

ended the call to send Zong Yanxi the link to the news article. Clicking on the link, the headlines read “President of Hengkang Group Exposed,” and the article showed an image of Jiang

with a text afterwards: What? Your ex-husband hits

his text message, and read on. It was common knowledge that tabloids would often blow

basically talked about how Jiang Mohan slept with a woman, but refused to pay her the amount she had in

amused. Refusing to pay money when he’s that rich? Fighting,

Xian texted again, worried because Zong Yanxi had not replied to him: You aren’t feeling upset about

Yanxi finally texted back: Why would I feel

Xian responded: What do you mean, why? Your ex-husband is hooking up with

my ex-husband. I repeat, my ex-husband. Hence, it is

as he replied: Alright then. Have a great

phone and got off her bed.

for Zong Yanxi to get back at Ling Wei for what she did to

leads, and dared not contact those people involved, fearing that her parents would find out about what she

check for any footage or records of Ling Wei entering and leaving the villa where the former used to live

quite some time since the incident happened, the surveillance footage would be

breakfast, she promptly left her

place which used to be her residence had turned into a wasteland. Dried, dead leaves covered the

using the old passcode to unlock the gate. To her surprise, the gate swung right open. Jiang

her mind. Once upon a time, she genuinely believed that she would happily

Reality hurts.

the door of the villa. The

thick

it used to be her dream house when she had

eyes

How pathetic! How foolish!

was also the control room for the security

lived there for three years, she knew about every little design and detail of the villa at her

study, Zong Yanxi sat herself down before the

out since the divorce, the water

computer screen lit

entered the

the footage for that exact time interval had already

Wei would have cleaned up the

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

to be

her way out, knocking a book off the