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.

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

he thought of it, he would feel his heart

him a long time to clear his head and

The next day.

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

“What news?” She asked.

about your ex-husband.” Gu

sat up, rubbing

“What scandal?” She asked.

on the link, the headlines read “President of Hengkang Group Exposed,”

text afterwards: What? Your ex-husband

on. It was common knowledge that tabloids would often blow things out of proportion just to

Mohan slept with a woman, but refused to pay her the amount she had in

rather amused. Refusing to pay money when

Yanxi had not replied to him: You aren’t feeling upset about this, are

back: Why

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

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

relief as he replied: Alright then.

phone and got off her bed. She had work to

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

those people involved, fearing that her parents would find

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

the surveillance footage would be worth

she

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

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

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

Reality hurts.

towards the door of the villa. The passcode there

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

house when she had just gotten

eyes watered

How pathetic! How foolish!

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

every little design and

sat herself

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

lit up

and entered

the footage for that exact time interval had

of course Ling Wei would have cleaned up the

the unfortunate turn of events, Zong Yanxi believed that it was impossible to commit a perfect crime. Even

to

her way out, knocking