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 smile of hers always had a place

of it, he would feel

long time to clear

The next day.

slumber. She answered her mobile phone in annoyance. “Hey, go

“What news?” She asked.

scandal about your ex-husband.” Gu Xian sounded

sat up, rubbing her

“What scandal?” She asked.

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

up with a text afterwards: What? Your ex-husband

common knowledge that tabloids would often blow things out of proportion

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

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

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

Yanxi finally texted back: Why would I

why? Your ex-husband is hooking up

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

relief as he replied: Alright then.

off her bed. She had work to do

for what she did to her, she needed

Yanxi had no leads, and dared not 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

the incident happened, the surveillance footage would be

having breakfast, she

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

unlock the gate. To her surprise, the gate swung right open. Jiang Mohan did

fleeting memories of the past flashed through her mind. Once upon a time, she genuinely believed that she would

Reality hurts.

the door of the villa.

A thick layer of dust masked every inch of its

house when she had just gotten married with

eyes

How pathetic! How foolish!

the study. The study was also the control

there for three years, she knew about every little design

the study, Zong Yanxi sat herself down before

the

lit up in an

entered the date and time

for that exact time interval had

would have cleaned up the footage to

believed that it was impossible to commit a perfect crime. Even without that particular surveillance footage, she could still obtain evidence from the people who kidnapped her back

has to be

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