Stealing Your Heart

Zong Yanxi’s reply was firm, “Yes.”

Li Chengjie raised an eyebrow. “Are you sure about this?”

He had thought that she would have him explain everything to Jiang Mohan, about what had happened back then.

“Yes.” She pointed at a pen on the table. “Write down your bank account number for me so that I can transfer your money to you.”

He looked her in the eyes and replied. “I’m already incredibly grateful to you for not holding me responsible for what happened. I won’t take your money. We’re even now.”

With that said, he moved over to the computer. Bowing his head, he focused on transferring the video on his phone to the USB drive. He did not speak another word.

Zong Yanxi did not force him. She turned around and headed for her bedroom.

After Li Chengjie was done, he did not immediately leave. Instead, he sat down on the couch to wait for her.

An hour later, Zong Yanxi had taken a nice, hot shower and had changed into some casual clothes. Her hair was still dripping when she exited her room while she was toweling it dry. Upon realizing that Li Chengjie was still there, she asked, “Why are you still here?”

He stood up and answered, “I was worried that you would suddenly remember something that you had forgotten to tell me to do. So I waited.”

encounter with death once, she’s still so kind. She must have been as innocent as an angel before all of this

glass of water and offered it to

He shook his head.

tilted her head to fix him with a look. “I hope we won’t have to work together again in

want us

instantly. “Okay. Take care, Ms. Zong.

around

furniture. Through the glass, she could feel the warmth of the water seeping through her skin. Her lashes fluttered lightly, like the wings of a butterfly. Her voice was whisper-soft as she murmured, “If only the

rein in her rampant emotions, setting

out of the hotel doors and glanced back one final

done that or

way over to his car. Unlocking it, he opened the door and ducked inside. After that, he started the engines and drove

later, he arrived at the building and strode

shot him a polite smile. “I can’t let you go

that I need to talk to President Jiang about. Please let him

Jiang every day. If I were to call him every time they came, he would not be able to work.”

that I need to give him. Maybe say

open. Jiang Mohan had just received news that Ling