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.

began feeling that way, but that smile of hers always had a

thought of it,

a long time to clear his head

The next day.

from her sweet slumber. She answered her mobile phone in annoyance. “Hey,

“What news?” She asked.

scandal about your ex-husband.” Gu Xian sounded really

finally sat

“What scandal?” She asked.

Clicking on the link, the headlines read “President of Hengkang Group Exposed,” and the article showed

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

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

a woman, but refused to pay

 Refusing to pay money

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

texted back:

why? Your ex-husband is hooking

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

relief as he replied: Alright

phone and got off her bed. She had work

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

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

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

the incident happened, the surveillance footage would be worth a

having breakfast, she

year, the place which used to be her residence had turned into a wasteland. Dried, dead leaves covered

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

through her mind. Once upon a time, she genuinely believed that she would happily spend the rest of her life with

Reality hurts.

towards the door of the

the villa was stone cold. A thick layer

used to be her dream house when she had

eyes watered

How pathetic! How foolish!

study. The study was also the control room for the

about every little design and

sat herself down

Mohan had moved out since the divorce, the water

screen lit up in an

records of the security system, and entered the date

for that exact time interval had already

of course Ling Wei would have cleaned up the footage to hide

was impossible to commit a perfect crime. Even without that particular surveillance footage, she could still obtain evidence

to

shutting down the computer, she hastily made her way