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.

even recall when he began feeling that way, but that smile of hers always had a place in

it, he would feel

a long time to clear his

The next day.

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

“What news?” She asked.

scandal about your ex-husband.” Gu Xian

Yanxi finally sat up, rubbing

“What scandal?” She asked.

headlines read “President of Hengkang Group

a text afterwards: What? Your ex-husband hits women? How violent! Did he hit

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

refused to pay her the amount she

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 this,

finally texted back: Why

why? Your ex-husband is hooking up with other woman

she replied: You’re right. He indeed is my ex-husband. I repeat, my ex-husband. Hence,

as he replied: Alright then.

phone and got off her bed. She had work to

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

dared not contact those people involved, fearing that her parents would find out

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

the surveillance footage would be worth a look

she

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

old passcode to unlock the gate. To her surprise, the gate swung right open. Jiang Mohan did not change the passcode

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

Reality hurts.

towards the door of the villa. The passcode there

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

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

Yanxi’s eyes watered

How pathetic! How foolish!

towards the study. The study was

years, she knew about every little design and detail of

Zong Yanxi sat

Jiang Mohan had moved out since the divorce, the water

screen lit up in an

accessed the records of the security system, and entered the date and time

dismay, the footage for that exact time interval had

Ling Wei would have cleaned up the footage to

was impossible to commit a perfect crime. Even without that particular surveillance footage, she could still obtain evidence from the people who kidnapped her back

to

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