Stealing Your Heart

Zong Yanxi was extremely nervous as she stood there, wondering how she was supposed to face the man. She did not have to wait long for the door to open.

The man standing before her was someone who had watched her grow up.

A year was not a long time but neither was it very short. A lot of things had happened during that time. Having seen the darker side of humanity, she had changed significantly. She was not the same innocent woman that she was back then.

Dressed in a suit, Guan Jing looked pretty much the same as she remembered him since young. The only difference was the wrinkles on his face, signs of the passage of time.

He moved aside slightly so she could enter. “Come in.”

Biting her lip, Zong Yanxi greeted him softly, “Uncle Guan.”

He grunted in reply.

She stepped inside his room, noting how the layout was exactly the same as hers.

“I…”

“Just ask what you want to know,” he directly stated. He sighed and continued in a gentler tone, “You little brat, you made all of us worry so much. As they say, wisdom comes with age. You refused to listen to us back then and look where that’s gotten you!”

She bowed her head, already expecting he would lecture her.

“Uncle Guan.” She lifted her head to smile at him. “Can we not talk about the past anymore?”

He sat down. “Finally realized what was going on, have you? Then let me handle this matter. You should go back-”

“Uncle Guan,” she cut him off. “How could I let you clean up the mess I made? I’m a grown adult now. I can settle my own problems.”

He watched her for several long seconds, his gaze causing a shiver to run down her spine.

“Uncle Guan?”

He stood up and walked toward a locked cabinet. Taking out a USB drive, he handed it to her.

She accepted it, asking, “What is it?”

pushed his laptop toward

she plugged in the USB drive and opened

inside, her

“Isn’t this…”

Wei abducting her from the

did you get this?”

we realized that something had happened to you, we rushed over as quickly as we could. Unfortunately, we were still too late. Luckily, someone managed to save you. You even had him tamper with the evidence so that you could fake your death. However, has it never occurred to you whether that man had the

truth, she had not expected that Gu Xian would be able to cover

after she had already enlisted Gu Xian’s

and the woman who

that it was a man and a woman to cover up your fake death.” Guan Jing could still remember the terrifying look on Zong Jinghao’s face back then. He had been working for Zong Jinghao for more

was the only time he had seen the other man

the two men die in the fire was merely to give them a taste of what it was like

was because of

to hide the fact Zong Yanxi had faked her own death. They had gathered the evidence showing her murder and had contacted the hospital for her. They had even arranged

they had wanted to tell her the truth. However, their talks always ended on a sour note as she refused

love Jiang Mohan. The rest of the world could have burned down around her for

telling her the truth

Wanyue Group to her. Unfortunately, at that point, they had merged most of their businesses with a foreign company called Rui

an empty shell as it had no core businesses

Her being in charge of dealing

not known that Guan Jing was in charge of Rui Mei nor that

happened might have been for the best. If not for what you’d gone through, how would you have understood how sinister humans could be? Your parents went through a lot in their youths, way

all hide the fact

now

Zong Jinghao had helped her

was dead, nobody would be out to get her when she came back to the city. She would be safe and free to do as

held a grudge, at most he would take the company away from you. Mr. Zong most definitely did not expect that there would be such a scheming and wicked woman by his side. Your mother has been giving your father the cold shoulder

her lips but

decided to tell her everything. “We

catch on this time. “You were

Thankfully, it would seem that he’s not completely heartless. I still managed to trick quite a hefty sum