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 that smile of

thought of it, he would

clear his head and

The next day.

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

“What news?” She asked.

your ex-husband.” Gu

sat

“What scandal?” She asked.

Xian ended the call to send Zong Yanxi the link to the news article. Clicking on the link, the headlines read

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

his text message, and read on. It was common knowledge that tabloids would often blow things out of proportion

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

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

Yanxi had not replied to

back:

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

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

heaved a sigh of relief as he replied: Alright

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

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

contact those people involved, fearing that her parents would

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

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

breakfast, she promptly left

of a year, the place which used to be her residence had turned

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

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

Reality hurts.

composure, she walked towards the door of

A thick layer of dust masked every inch

her dream house

eyes

How pathetic! How foolish!

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

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

sat herself

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

computer screen lit up

Yanxi accessed the records of the security system, and entered the date and time

that exact time interval had already

of course Ling Wei would have cleaned up the

to commit a perfect crime. Even without that

has to be

made her way out, knocking a book