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.

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

time he thought of it,

to clear

The next day.

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

“What news?” She asked.

your ex-husband.”

Yanxi finally sat

“What scandal?” She asked.

headlines read

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

that tabloids would often blow things out

pay her the amount she had in mind, causing things

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

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

finally texted back: Why would I feel

 What do you mean, why? Your ex-husband is hooking

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

relief as he replied:

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

dared not contact those people involved, fearing that her

Ling Wei entering and leaving the villa

footage would be worth a look because the place had a

she promptly left

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

the gate swung right open. Jiang Mohan did not change the passcode when he

a time, she genuinely believed that she would happily

Reality hurts.

walked towards the door of the villa. The passcode there was

thick layer of dust

yet, it used to be her dream house when she

Yanxi’s eyes watered

How pathetic! How foolish!

the study. The study was also the control room for the security systems

there for three years, she knew about every

Yanxi sat herself down before

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

lit up

entered the date and time

dismay, the footage for that exact time interval had already

would have cleaned up the footage to

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

to be a

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