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

time he thought of it, he

to clear his head and get on

The next day.

mercilessly aroused Zong Yanxi from her sweet slumber. She answered her mobile phone in annoyance. “Hey, go check out the news!” It

“What news?” She asked.

a scandal about your ex-husband.” Gu

finally sat

“What scandal?” She asked.

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

text afterwards: What? Your ex-husband hits

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

talked about how Jiang Mohan slept with a woman, but refused to pay her the amount she had

Yanxi was rather amused. Refusing to pay money

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

back: Why would I

ex-husband is hooking up with other woman in

 You’re right. He indeed is my ex-husband. I repeat, my ex-husband. Hence, it is none of

as he replied: Alright

her mobile phone and got off her bed. She had work

Wei for what she did to her, she

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

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

footage would be worth a look because the place had

she

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

surprise, the gate swung right open. Jiang Mohan did not

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

Reality hurts.

her composure, she walked towards the door of the villa. The

cold. A thick layer of dust masked every inch

house when

Yanxi’s eyes watered

How pathetic! How foolish!

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

for three years, she knew about every little design

Zong Yanxi sat herself

the

computer screen lit up in an

system, and entered

footage for that exact time interval

course Ling Wei would have cleaned up the footage to

was impossible to commit a perfect crime. Even without that particular surveillance footage,

to

hastily made her way out, knocking a book off the