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.

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

of it, he would feel his

took him a long time to clear his head and

The next day.

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

“What news?” She asked.

your ex-husband.” Gu Xian sounded really

sat up, rubbing her

“What scandal?” She asked.

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

followed up with a text afterwards: What? Your ex-husband

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

refused to pay her the amount she had in mind, causing

 Refusing to pay money when he’s that

had not replied to him: You aren’t feeling upset about

texted back: Why

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

unfazed as she replied: You’re right. He indeed is my ex-husband. I repeat, my ex-husband. Hence, it is none of my

Xian then heaved a sigh of relief as he replied: Alright then.

put away her mobile phone and got off her bed. She had work to do

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

people involved, fearing that her parents would find out about what she was

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

having breakfast, she promptly left her

a year, the place which used to be her residence had turned into a

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

the past flashed through her mind. Once upon a time, she genuinely believed that

Reality hurts.

door of the villa. The passcode there

villa was stone cold. A thick layer of dust masked every inch of its

dream house

eyes

How pathetic! How foolish!

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

she knew about every

study, Zong Yanxi sat herself down before

out since the divorce, the water

lit up in

and entered the date

footage for that exact

course Ling Wei would have cleaned

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

to be

her way out, knocking