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 snapped

still puzzled about who

she offered, “I’ll

at her for a moment. Eventually, he relented,

this, her eyes widened. “You

nodded. “We

asked, careful to keep her

“Outside the hotel.”

She gasped softly.

Guan is staying in

Xian,” she spoke up cautiously. After some thought, she continued, “If your appearance leads to trouble between him and his family, would you still want to

don’t know.” He had

to know who he was. However,

kinda hate him.

in the same situation before, Zong Yanxi could not exactly sympathize with him. She could not completely understand what he was currently going

of them.

consoling me?” He raised

honestly. “I grew up in a blissful, happy

you stop triggering me?” He

spread her hands out in a “what can you do” gesture. “I’m just saying the

a happy conversation with you?” He jumped to

a bad enough mood as it was.

his arm. Sighing lightly, she stated, “Okay, I got. I was

down at

I’ll do whatever

get

Yanxi was speechless. “Fine… Seeing as you’re so

blinked at her. “You think that I’m

stood up to pull him into an embrace. She murmured, “Of course.

supposed to

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

him to sit back down