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.

but that smile

he thought of it, he would feel his heart

to clear his head and get

The next day.

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

“What news?” She asked.

a scandal about your ex-husband.” Gu

sat

“What scandal?” She asked.

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

a text afterwards: What? Your ex-husband

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

to pay her the amount she had in

rather amused. Refusing to pay money when he’s that rich? Fighting, even. How

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

texted back: Why

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

is my ex-husband. I repeat, my ex-husband. Hence, it is none of

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

Yanxi put away her mobile phone and got off her bed. She

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

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

records of Ling Wei entering and leaving the villa where the former used to

quite some time since the incident happened, the surveillance footage

breakfast, she promptly

a year, the place which used to be her residence had turned into a

gate. To her surprise, the gate swung

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

Reality hurts.

the door of the villa. The passcode there was also

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

dream house when she had

Yanxi’s eyes

How pathetic! How foolish!

feet, walking towards the study. The study was

lived there for three years, she knew about every little design and detail

study, Zong Yanxi sat herself down

Mohan had moved out since the divorce, the

computer screen lit up

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

her dismay, the footage for that exact time interval

would have cleaned up the footage

crime. Even without

has to be a

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