Stealing Your Heart

Gu Xian was standing by the door with a plastic bag of food in one hand and a bottle of white wine in the other.

Zong Yanxi eyed him curiously. “What are you-?”

“Drink with me?” Gu Xian brushed past her as he entered.

Zong Yanxi shut the door and followed him. Something seems wrong with him.

“Gu Xian, did something happen?” she asked.

He placed the items that he had brought on the table.

Right then, Zong Yanxi’s phone chimed from where she had tossed it on the couch. It was another message from Zhuang Jiawen.

Gu Xian glanced over curiously, questioning, “Who are you talking to?”

She walked over to pick up her phone and read the message.

Uncle Guan is in room 908. You can ask him yourself.

She replied to him with: …

He sent her another text: You’re well aware that someone has been helping you from the shadows.

“Who is it?” Gu Xian craned his neck over to look.

She instinctively hid her phone behind her back, not wanting him to see the contents of the message.

“So now you’re keeping a secret from me? What is it you’re hiding?” Gu Xian huffed unhappily. He plopped down on the couch and continued, “And here I thought you could comfort me since I’m in a foul mood. Instead, you’ve only exacerbated things.”

Zong Yanxi sat down and tilted her head at him. “Why are you in a foul mood?”

He opened up the containers of food before uncorking the bottle of wine. Only then did he answer, “I think I might have bumped into that person today.”

“Who?” She had absolutely no idea who he was talking about.

That person!” he

puzzled about

“I’ll

a moment. Eventually, he relented, “That man. The man who’s

this, her eyes widened. “You saw

nodded. “We look

asked, careful to

“Outside the hotel.”

She gasped softly.

in this hotel. He’s

leads to trouble between him and his family, would you still want to meet with him or reunite with

had

had always wanted to search for his father, to know who he was. However, he had never thought

accurate to say I kinda hate him. Then again, I

the same situation before, Zong Yanxi could not exactly sympathize with him. She could not completely understand

she poured a glass for each of them. Then, she lifted her

try consoling me?” He raised an eyebrow

she confessed honestly. “I grew up in a

triggering me?” He

out in a “what can you do” gesture. “I’m just saying the truth. I honestly can’t comprehend what

I have a happy conversation with you?” He jumped to his feet in

a bad enough mood as it was. He did not need her

his arm. Sighing lightly, she stated,

looked down

do whatever you want

get

Seeing as you’re so pitiful, I’ll sacrifice

her. “You think that I’m pitiful

she stood up to pull him into an embrace. She murmured, “Of course. Any child without

supposed to hate

does it feel like whatever I’ve said today was the wrong thing

him to sit back down on