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.

when he began feeling that way, but that smile of hers always

he thought of it,

time to clear his

The next day.

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

“What news?” She asked.

about your ex-husband.” Gu Xian sounded

Yanxi finally sat

“What scandal?” She asked.

on the link, the headlines read

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

was common knowledge that tabloids would often

pay her the amount she had in mind, causing things to end up

money when he’s that

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

back: Why would I

Your ex-husband is hooking up with other

 You’re right. He indeed is my ex-husband. I

of relief as he replied: Alright

got off her bed. She had

to get back at Ling Wei for what she did to her, she

Zong Yanxi had no leads, and dared not contact those people involved, fearing that her parents would find

of Ling

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

having breakfast, she promptly left

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

upon a time, she genuinely believed that she would happily spend

Reality hurts.

composure, she walked towards the door of the

thick layer of dust masked every

dream house when she had just gotten married

eyes watered

How pathetic! How foolish!

study was also the control room

there for three years, she knew about every little design and

study, Zong Yanxi sat herself down before the

Mohan had moved out since the divorce, the water and electricity

computer screen lit up

system, and entered

her dismay, the footage for that exact time interval had already

course Ling Wei would have cleaned

a perfect crime. Even without that particular surveillance footage, she could

to

shutting down the computer, she hastily made her way out, knocking a book