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.

that way, but that smile of hers always had a place in his

of it, he would feel

clear his

The next day.

sweet slumber. She answered her mobile phone

“What news?” She asked.

your ex-husband.” Gu

finally sat up,

“What scandal?” She asked.

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

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

common knowledge that tabloids would often blow things out of proportion just to get

to pay her the amount she had in mind, causing things to end up in

was rather amused. Refusing to pay money when he’s

not replied to him: You aren’t feeling

back:

mean, why? Your ex-husband is hooking up with other woman in the

 You’re right. He indeed is my

Xian then heaved a sigh of relief as he

phone and got off her bed. She had work to

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

dared not contact those people involved, fearing

for any footage or records of Ling Wei entering and leaving the villa where the former used to live with Jiang

time since the incident happened, the surveillance footage would be worth a look

she promptly left

used to be her residence had turned into a

to unlock the gate. To her surprise, the gate

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

Reality hurts.

she walked towards the door of

was stone cold. A thick layer of dust masked every inch of

her dream house when

Yanxi’s eyes

How pathetic! How foolish!

towards the study. The study was also the

years, she knew about every little design and detail of the villa at

Yanxi sat herself down before

out since the divorce, the water

screen lit

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

the footage for that exact time interval had already

have cleaned

it was impossible to commit a perfect crime. Even without that particular surveillance footage, she could still obtain evidence from the people who kidnapped her back

to be a

her way out, knocking a