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.

even recall when he began feeling that way, but

it, he

to clear his head and get on

The next day.

Zong Yanxi from her sweet slumber. She answered her

“What news?” She asked.

about your ex-husband.” Gu Xian sounded really

sat up, rubbing her

“What scandal?” She asked.

article. Clicking on the link, the headlines read “President of Hengkang Group Exposed,” and

 What? Your

and read on. It was common knowledge that tabloids would often blow things out of proportion just

slept with a woman, but refused to pay

money when he’s that

Xian texted again, worried because Zong Yanxi had not replied to him:

finally texted back: Why

 What do you mean, why? Your ex-husband is

my ex-husband. I repeat, my ex-husband. Hence, it

relief as he replied:

got off her

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

no leads, and dared not contact those people involved, fearing that her parents would

or records of Ling Wei entering

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

having breakfast, she promptly left her

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

gate. To her surprise, the gate swung right open. Jiang

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

Reality hurts.

walked towards the door of the villa. The passcode there

stone cold. A thick layer

house when she had

Yanxi’s eyes watered

How pathetic! How foolish!

towards the study. The study was also the control room for

she knew about every little

Zong Yanxi sat herself down before

out since the divorce, the water and electricity

lit up

security system, and entered the

footage for that exact time interval had already

would have cleaned up the footage to hide her

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

to be a

she hastily made her way out, knocking a book off