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.

recall when he began feeling that way, but

of it, he would feel his

took him a long time to clear his head and

The next day.

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

“What news?” She asked.

scandal about your ex-husband.” Gu Xian sounded really

finally sat

“What scandal?” She asked.

the news article. Clicking on the link, the headlines read “President of Hengkang Group Exposed,” and the article showed an image of Jiang Mohan

a text afterwards: What? Your ex-husband hits women? How violent! Did

It was common knowledge that tabloids would often blow things out of

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

amused. Refusing to pay money when he’s that

again, worried because Zong Yanxi had not replied to him: You aren’t feeling

back:

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

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

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

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

what she did

leads, and dared not contact those people involved, fearing that her parents would find out about

records of Ling Wei entering and leaving the

the surveillance footage would be worth a look because the place had a top-notch

having breakfast, she promptly

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

the gate. To her surprise, 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

Reality hurts.

the door of the villa. The passcode there was also

air in the villa was stone cold. A thick layer of dust

her dream house

eyes

How pathetic! How foolish!

walking towards the study. The study was also

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

the study, Zong Yanxi sat herself down before

moved out since the divorce, the water and electricity

lit up in an

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

that exact

have cleaned up the

Zong Yanxi believed that it was impossible to commit a perfect crime. Even without that particular surveillance footage, she could still obtain

has to be

shutting down the computer, she hastily made her way