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.

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

time he thought of it,

a long time to clear his head

The next day.

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

“What news?” She asked.

your ex-husband.” Gu Xian sounded really

sat up, rubbing

“What scandal?” She asked.

call to send Zong Yanxi the link to the news article. Clicking on the link, the headlines read “President

up with a text afterwards: What? Your

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

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

to pay money

replied

back: Why

you mean, why? Your ex-husband is hooking up with other woman in the

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

then heaved a sigh of relief as he replied: Alright

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

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

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

Yanxi could do was to check for any footage or records of Ling Wei entering and leaving

had been quite some time since the incident happened, the surveillance footage would be worth a

breakfast, she promptly left her

had turned into a wasteland. Dried, dead leaves covered the courtyard, and thorny weeds

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

through her mind. Once upon a time, she genuinely

Reality hurts.

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

thick layer of

used to be her dream house when

eyes watered

How pathetic! How foolish!

walking towards the study. The study was also the control room for the

knew about every little design and detail of the villa at her

sat herself down before the

out since the divorce, the water and electricity were not

screen lit

and entered the date and time

her dismay, the footage for that exact

would have cleaned up the

that it was impossible to commit a perfect crime. Even without that particular surveillance footage, she

to

shutting down the computer, she hastily made her way