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.

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

time he thought of it, he would feel his heart

a long time to clear his head and get

The next day.

aroused Zong Yanxi from her sweet slumber. She answered her mobile

“What news?” She asked.

about your ex-husband.” Gu Xian

Yanxi finally sat up, rubbing her

“What scandal?” She asked.

the link, the headlines read “President of

with a text afterwards: What? Your ex-husband hits

and read on. It was common knowledge that tabloids would often blow things out

article basically talked about how Jiang Mohan slept with a woman, but refused to pay her

amused. Refusing to pay money when

again, worried because Zong Yanxi had not replied to him: You

Yanxi finally texted back: Why would I

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

right. He indeed is my ex-husband.

then heaved a sigh of relief as he replied: Alright then. Have

mobile phone and got off her bed. She had work

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

dared not contact those people involved, fearing

or records of Ling Wei entering and leaving the villa

happened, the surveillance footage would be worth a look because the

breakfast, she promptly

to be her residence had turned into a wasteland. Dried,

the gate swung right open. Jiang Mohan did not change the passcode when he

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

Reality hurts.

she walked towards the door of the villa. The passcode

air in the villa was stone cold. A thick layer of dust masked every inch of its

yet, it used to be her dream house when she had just gotten married with

Yanxi’s eyes watered

How pathetic! How foolish!

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

for three years, she knew about every little design and detail of

the study, Zong Yanxi sat herself down

moved out since the

screen lit up

entered the date and time of the footage she

for that exact

course Ling Wei would have cleaned up the

Even without that particular

to be a

made her way out, knocking a book off