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.

recall when he began feeling that way, but that smile of hers

time he thought of it, he would feel his

a long time to clear his head and get on

The next day.

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

“What news?” She asked.

a scandal about your ex-husband.”

Yanxi finally sat up,

“What scandal?” She asked.

the headlines read “President of Hengkang Group Exposed,” and the article showed an image of Jiang Mohan kicking a woman onto the

 What? Your ex-husband hits women? How violent! Did he

that

Mohan slept with a woman, but refused to pay her the

pay money

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

back: Why would I feel

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

was unfazed as she replied: You’re right. He indeed is my ex-husband. I repeat,

sigh of relief as

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

to get back at Ling Wei for what she did

contact those people involved, fearing

records of Ling Wei entering and leaving the villa

been quite some time since the incident happened, the surveillance footage would be worth a look because the place

she promptly left

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

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

flashed through her mind. Once upon a time, she genuinely believed that she would

Reality hurts.

door of the villa.

thick layer

house when she had just gotten married with Jiang

eyes watered

How pathetic! How foolish!

towards the study. The study was also the control room for

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

sat

the divorce, the water

screen lit up in

the security system, and entered the date and

footage for that exact time

course Ling Wei would have cleaned up

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

has to

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