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

of it, he would

to clear his head and get on his

The next day.

her sweet slumber. She answered her

“What news?” She asked.

ex-husband.” Gu

finally sat up, rubbing

“What scandal?” She asked.

Zong Yanxi the link to the news article. Clicking on the link, the headlines read “President of

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

on. It was common knowledge that tabloids would

Mohan slept with a woman, but refused to pay her the

to pay money when he’s

worried because Zong Yanxi had not replied to him: You aren’t feeling upset about this, are

texted back:

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

right. He indeed is my ex-husband.

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

off her bed. She had work to do that

at Ling Wei for what she did to her, she needed to gather evidence on the incident where she got

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

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

some time since the incident happened, the surveillance footage would be worth a look because the place had a top-notch

breakfast, she promptly left her

had turned into a wasteland. Dried, dead leaves covered the courtyard, and thorny weeds infested

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

flashed through her mind. Once upon a time, she genuinely believed

Reality hurts.

door of the

the villa was stone cold. A thick

house when

Yanxi’s eyes watered

How pathetic! How foolish!

walking towards the study. The study was also the control room for the security systems of the

years, she knew about every little design

Yanxi sat herself down before

since the divorce, the

screen lit up

records of the security system, and entered the

for that

of course Ling Wei would have cleaned

a perfect crime. Even without that particular surveillance footage, she could still obtain evidence from the

to be a

the computer, she hastily made her way out, knocking a book off