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.

not even recall when he began feeling that way, but that smile of hers always had a place in

time he thought of it, he would feel his

clear his head and get on

The next day.

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

“What news?” She asked.

ex-husband.” Gu Xian sounded

finally sat up,

“What scandal?” She asked.

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 kicking a woman

Xian followed up with a text afterwards: What? Your ex-husband hits women? How

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

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

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

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

texted back: Why would I

you mean, why? Your ex-husband is hooking

 You’re right. He indeed is my ex-husband. I repeat, my ex-husband.

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

her mobile phone and got off her bed. She

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

dared not contact those people involved, fearing that her parents would find out about

records of Ling

time since the incident happened, the surveillance footage

she promptly left

had turned into

to unlock the gate. To her surprise, the gate swung right open. Jiang Mohan did

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

Reality hurts.

door of

in the villa was stone cold. A thick layer of

dream house when she

eyes watered

How pathetic! How foolish!

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

about every

sat herself down before the

had moved out since the

lit

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

the footage for that exact time interval had already

have cleaned up the

a perfect crime. Even without that particular surveillance

to

she hastily made her way