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

of it, he would feel his heart

clear his head and get

The next day.

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

“What news?” She asked.

your ex-husband.” Gu Xian sounded really

finally sat up, rubbing

“What scandal?” She asked.

the link to the news article. Clicking on the link, the headlines read “President of Hengkang Group Exposed,” and the article showed an image of Jiang Mohan

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

was common knowledge that tabloids would often blow things out

Mohan slept with a woman, but refused to pay her the amount she had in mind, causing things to end up in a

was rather amused. Refusing to pay money when he’s that

worried because Zong Yanxi had not replied to

back: Why

do you mean, why? Your ex-husband is hooking up with other

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

Xian then heaved a sigh of relief as he replied: Alright then. Have

and got off her bed. She had

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

had no leads, and dared not contact those people involved, fearing that her parents would find out about what she

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

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

having breakfast, she promptly left her

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

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

her mind. Once upon a time, she genuinely believed that she would happily spend

Reality hurts.

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

A thick layer of dust masked every inch

her dream house when

Yanxi’s eyes

How pathetic! How foolish!

dragged her feet, walking towards the study. The study was also

she knew about every little

the study, Zong Yanxi sat herself down before

since the divorce,

computer screen lit up in

the security system, and entered the date and time of the footage she needed

dismay, the footage for that exact time interval had already been

course Ling Wei would have cleaned

that it was impossible to commit a perfect crime. Even without

to be a

she hastily made her way out, knocking