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

it,

clear his

The next day.

slumber. She answered her mobile phone in annoyance.

“What news?” She asked.

ex-husband.” Gu Xian sounded

Yanxi finally sat up,

“What scandal?” She asked.

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

with a text afterwards: What? Your ex-husband hits women? How violent!

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

talked about how Jiang Mohan slept with a woman, but refused to pay

pay money when he’s that rich? Fighting, even. How

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

back: Why would I

mean, why? Your ex-husband is hooking

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

as he replied:

and got off her bed. She had work to do

she did to her, she needed to gather evidence on the

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

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

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

having breakfast, she

be her residence had turned into a wasteland. Dried, dead leaves

unlock the gate. To her surprise, the gate swung right open.

courtyard, fleeting memories of the past flashed through her mind. Once upon a time, she genuinely believed that she would happily

Reality hurts.

the door of the villa. The passcode there was

in the villa was stone cold. A thick layer of dust

it used to be her dream house when she had just gotten married with

eyes watered

How pathetic! How foolish!

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

every

Yanxi sat herself

moved out since the divorce, the water and electricity

screen lit up

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

the footage for that exact

cleaned up the footage to hide

of events, Zong Yanxi believed that it was impossible to commit a perfect crime. Even without that particular surveillance footage,

to

made her way out,