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.

began feeling that way, but that

of it, he would feel his

a long time to clear his head and

The next day.

aroused Zong Yanxi from her sweet slumber. She answered her mobile phone in annoyance. “Hey,

“What news?” She asked.

about your ex-husband.” Gu

sat up,

“What scandal?” She asked.

the link to the news article. Clicking on the link, the headlines read “President of Hengkang Group

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

on. It was common knowledge that

woman, but refused to pay her the amount she had in mind, causing things

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

had not replied to

finally texted back: Why would I

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

she replied: You’re right. He indeed is my

as he replied:

off her bed.

at Ling Wei for what she did to her, she needed to

involved, fearing that her parents would find out

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

since the incident happened, the surveillance footage would be worth a

having breakfast, she

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

gate. To her surprise, the gate swung right

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

Reality hurts.

the door of the villa.

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

dream house when she had just

Yanxi’s eyes watered

How pathetic! How foolish!

The study was also the control room for

knew about every little design and

the study, Zong Yanxi sat herself down

the divorce,

screen lit

of the security system, and entered the date

footage for that exact time interval had already

have cleaned up the

turn of events, Zong Yanxi believed that it was impossible to commit a perfect crime. Even without that particular surveillance footage,

to be

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