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.

that way, but

thought of it, he

clear his head and get on

The next day.

alarm mercilessly aroused Zong Yanxi from her sweet slumber. She answered her mobile phone in annoyance.

“What news?” She asked.

ex-husband.” Gu Xian

Yanxi finally sat up, rubbing her

“What scandal?” She asked.

Zong Yanxi the link to the news article. Clicking on the link, the headlines

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

read on. It was common knowledge that tabloids would often blow things

but refused to pay her the amount

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

again, worried because Zong Yanxi had not replied to him: You

finally texted back: Why would I feel

ex-husband is hooking up with other

Yanxi was unfazed as she replied: You’re right. He indeed is my ex-husband. I repeat, my

heaved a sigh of relief as he

phone and got off her

Wei for what she did to her, she needed to gather evidence on the incident where she

leads, and dared not contact those people involved, fearing that her parents

Yanxi could do was to check for any footage or records of Ling Wei entering and leaving the villa where the former used

quite some time since the incident happened, the surveillance footage would be worth a look because the place had a top-notch

she promptly left her

a year, the place which used to be her residence had turned into a wasteland. Dried, dead leaves covered the courtyard, and thorny weeds infested the

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

her mind. Once upon a time, she genuinely believed that she would happily spend the rest of

Reality hurts.

composure, she walked towards the door of the villa. The passcode there

cold. A thick layer of

yet, it used to be her dream house when she had just gotten married with

eyes

How pathetic! How foolish!

her feet, walking towards the study. The study was also the control room for the security

she knew about every little design and

Yanxi sat

Mohan had moved out since the divorce,

computer screen lit up in an

the security system, and entered

footage for that exact time interval had already been

have cleaned up the footage to hide her

of events, Zong Yanxi believed that it was impossible to commit a perfect crime. Even without that particular surveillance footage, she could still obtain evidence

has to be a

hastily made her way out, knocking a book off the