Stealing Your Heart

Zong Yanxi frowned——a sign that she was angry. “President Jiang, why do you keep comparing me to a dead person? Are you cursing me?”

“She’s not dead.” Jiang Mohan stared at her affectionately.

Zong Yanxi could feel her heart tighten when he said that. “Y-Your wife is alive?”

“Yes. She’ll forever live in my heart,” Jiang Mohan said and walked into the kitchen.

The lady stared at him as he walked away. She could tell something didn’t feel right. His attitude kept giving her the feeling that he knew something.

Did I spill something?

It was then that Zong Yanxi recalled her visit to the study room. Before she left, she had forgotten to delete the footage that captured her entering and exiting the premises because the truth she learned that day had broken her heart and overwhelmed her.

Did he see the footage? Now that she was reminded of it, her heart began to race.

Zong Yanxi stood up and walked to the kitchen. As the familiar figure worked up and down in the kitchen, she suddenly called out, “Jiang Mohan.”

Jiang Mohan froze for a second, completely taken by surprise. He slowly turned around to look at the woman, “Ms. Lin, seeing that you’re addressing me by my full name, can I assume you’ve taken a liking to me?”

Zong Yanxi was speechless by his reaction. “I have a boyfriend…”

Hm, his expression doesn’t seem like he knows… Am I overthinking it?

too young for you.

so nineteenth century,” Zong Yanxi scoffed. “Can you please hurry up? I have

“Sure thing.”

changing her face, he still recognized her instantly. The personality and air that she carried had remained the

He set the food on the dining table and

across the table and realized they were all foods that she loved. Sitting across the man made her think of their past, in

of his upbringing, he had mastered many skills that would

that Zong Yanxi loved were now his signature dishes. He had spent a lot of time perfecting them just so he could win her heart

was driven by his subconscious effort and done

understand his actions if he knew his own feelings well enough. All he wanted was to make her happy, but

taste.” Jiang Mohan passed

that I don’t like to eat. I don’t need to taste them to

think of it as you showing me your gratitude for signing the contract. You are

Zong Yanxi as she glanced at the food on her

want to have a simple meal with you, that’s all. Didn’t you say you have things to do later? We’d better hurry up

left her speechless. Never had she thought she would sit

should I care now that I’ve decided

nostalgic flavor shrouding her taste buds. The meat was braised until it was soft and tender, and she could tell that the adequate amount of seasoning had penetrated it deeply.

“How does it taste?”

braise the meat longer. Also, you should add more salt; it’s a bit bland,”