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

it, he

a long time to clear his head

The next day.

phone alarm mercilessly aroused Zong Yanxi from her sweet slumber. She answered her

“What news?” She asked.

your ex-husband.” Gu Xian sounded really

sat up, rubbing her

“What scandal?” She asked.

ended the 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

afterwards: What? Your

text message, and read on. It was common knowledge that tabloids would often blow things out of proportion just to get more

pay her the amount she had in

amused. Refusing to pay money

Xian texted again, worried because Zong Yanxi had not replied to him: You aren’t feeling upset about

finally texted back: Why would

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

is my ex-husband.

of relief as he replied: Alright

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

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

contact those people involved, fearing that her parents would find out about

was to check for any footage or records of Ling Wei entering and leaving the villa

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

she promptly left

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 when

in the courtyard, fleeting memories of the past flashed through her mind. Once upon a time, she genuinely believed that she would happily spend the rest of her life with him

Reality hurts.

door of the villa.

was stone cold. A thick layer of dust masked

house when she had just gotten married with

eyes watered

How pathetic! How foolish!

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

lived there for three years, she knew about every little design and detail of

Zong Yanxi sat herself down before the

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

screen lit up

system, and entered the date and time of the

footage for that exact time interval had

cleaned up the

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

to

she hastily made her way out, knocking a book off