Stealing Your Heart

Ling Wei gazed at him dejectedly. “A-Are you going to be this heartless?”

Nevertheless, Jiang Mohan couldn’t be bothered to reply to her and strode out of the room.

“Jiang Mohan!” Ling Wei shrieked with all her might. “Are you really going to leave me to die here?”

The man continued to ignore her yells.

He wasn’t going to save her. As a matter of fact, he hadn’t the slightest intention to do so.

Nan Cheng stood at the door and sighed. He knew Jiang Mohan wouldn’t save Ling Wei as she was a murderer who had killed Zong Yanxi.

Even if she cried and begged for forgiveness, Jiang Mohan would never help her.

“Nan Cheng!” Ling Wei cried out anxiously. Nan Cheng was her last resort. “Save me.”

“We have been colleagues for such a long time, Nan Cheng. We are friends, right? Will you stand aside and look on as I suffer?”

Nan Cheng stopped in his tracks and spoke after a while. “You need to bear responsibility for what you’ve done, Ling Wei. No one can save you.”

With that, he caught up with Jiang Mohan and left.

The weather was glorious that day. The sun was shining, but none of them could feel the warmth.

Instead, it felt strangely cold.

Nan Cheng entered the car and started the engine. “Are we going back to the office?”

Jiang Mohan nodded.

out of the car park and headed

Nan Cheng

Cheng called. “Look

had spotted the crowd,

reporters.” Nan Cheng stopped the car. “Let me find out what is

certain the reporters were there for

ordered, “Drive to the

cause a commotion

hesitated. “Why don’t

up his mind, Nan

drove to the entrance and

“Hey!

after that, his

the car and

President Jiang abused his

their microphones

Cheng’s brows snapped together in confusion. What

his window, a reporter came to him and asked, “President Jiang,

Mohan’s sharp gaze landed on the reporter, who immediately

Youqian, his half-brother. The

how you treated your parents. If you dare to,

was so intimidating that everyone stood aside to let

wanted to watch the family feud drama. After all, it wasn’t every day you’d get to

bedridden. I heard after you visited him, his condition worsened. Why? Did you anger him?” Jiang

but you can’t do that to Dad.” Jiang Youqian wasn’t successful and didn’t even have a proper job, but he was

got to know that Jiang Mohan, who never enjoyed going back home,