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.

when he began feeling that way, but

he thought of it, he would feel his

long time to clear

The next day.

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.

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

Yanxi finally sat up, rubbing her

“What scandal?” She asked.

the headlines read “President of Hengkang Group

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

message, and read on. It was common knowledge that tabloids would often blow

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

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

had not replied to him: You aren’t feeling upset

back:

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

He indeed is my ex-husband. I repeat, my ex-husband. Hence,

heaved a sigh of relief as he replied:

phone and got off her bed. She

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

and dared not contact those people involved, fearing

check for any footage or records of Ling Wei entering and leaving the villa where the former used

had been quite some time since the incident happened, the surveillance footage would be worth a

having breakfast, she promptly left

turned into a wasteland. Dried, dead leaves covered the courtyard, and

old passcode to unlock the gate. To her surprise, the gate

the past flashed through her mind. Once upon a

Reality hurts.

her composure, she walked towards the door of

cold. A thick layer

to be her dream house when she had just gotten married with Jiang

eyes watered

How pathetic! How foolish!

her feet, walking towards the study. The study was also the control room

she knew about every little design and detail of

sat herself

Jiang Mohan had moved out since the divorce, the water and

screen lit up

records of the security system, and entered

her dismay, the footage for that exact time interval

would have cleaned

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

has to

she hastily made her way out, knocking a