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.

could not even recall when he began feeling that way, but that smile of hers always had a place

of it, he would

clear his head and

The next day.

her

“What news?” She asked.

about your ex-husband.” Gu Xian sounded

Yanxi finally sat up, rubbing her

“What scandal?” She asked.

ended the call to 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 an image of Jiang Mohan kicking a woman onto

Your ex-husband hits women? How violent!

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

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

 Refusing to pay money when he’s that

texted again, worried because Zong Yanxi had not replied

texted back:

Your ex-husband is

replied: You’re right. He indeed is my ex-husband. I repeat, my ex-husband. Hence, it is

as he replied:

Yanxi put away her mobile phone and got off her

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

involved,

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

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

having breakfast, she promptly left her

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

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

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

Reality hurts.

door of the villa.

stone cold. A thick

dream house when

eyes watered

How pathetic! How foolish!

study was also the control room for

she knew about every little design and

Zong Yanxi sat herself down

Jiang Mohan had moved out since the

screen lit up in an

security system, and entered the date and time of the footage she needed

her dismay, the footage for that exact time interval

cleaned up the footage to

Yanxi believed that it was impossible to commit a perfect crime. Even without that

to be a

she hastily made her way out, knocking a book off