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.

could not even recall when he began feeling that way, but that smile of hers always

he thought of it, he would feel

time to clear his head and get

The next day.

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

“What news?” She asked.

your ex-husband.” Gu Xian

finally sat up, rubbing her

“What scandal?” She asked.

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

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

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

pay her the amount she had in mind, causing things to end up in

to pay money when he’s that rich? Fighting,

Zong Yanxi had not replied

Yanxi finally texted back: Why would I feel

mean, why? Your ex-husband is hooking

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

of relief as he replied: Alright then. Have a

off her bed. She had work to do

back at Ling Wei for what she did to her, she

contact those people involved, fearing that her parents would

Zong Yanxi could do 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

having breakfast, she promptly left

to be her residence had turned into a wasteland. Dried, dead leaves covered the courtyard, and thorny

gate. To her surprise, the gate swung right open. Jiang Mohan did not change the passcode

the courtyard, fleeting memories of the past flashed through her mind. Once upon a time, she

Reality hurts.

she walked towards the door of the villa. The

air in the villa was stone cold. A thick

dream house when she

eyes watered

How pathetic! How foolish!

The study was also the

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

sat herself down

since the

computer screen lit up in an

the records of the security system, and entered the date and time of the

dismay, the footage for that exact time

Ling Wei would have cleaned

a perfect crime. Even without that

to be a

down the computer, she hastily made her way