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.

not even recall when he began feeling that way, but that smile of hers always

it, he would feel his

a long time to clear his head and get on

The next day.

her mobile phone in annoyance. “Hey, go

“What news?” She asked.

a scandal about your ex-husband.” Gu Xian

sat

“What scandal?” She asked.

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

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

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

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

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

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

back: Why would I feel

why? Your ex-husband is hooking up with other woman in

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

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

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

for what she did to her, she needed to gather evidence on the incident

those people involved, fearing that her parents would find

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

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

having breakfast, she

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

to unlock the gate. To her surprise, the gate swung right

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

Reality hurts.

walked towards the door of the villa. The passcode there was

was stone cold. A thick layer of dust masked every inch

to be her dream house when she had just

Yanxi’s eyes

How pathetic! How foolish!

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

years, she knew about every little

Zong Yanxi sat

had moved out since the divorce, the water and electricity

computer screen lit up in an

records of the security system, and entered the date and

her dismay, the footage for that exact time interval had

of course Ling Wei would have cleaned up the footage to

turn of events, Zong Yanxi believed that it was impossible to commit a perfect crime. Even

to be

down the computer, she hastily made her