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?

boyfriend is too young

please hurry up? I have something to do

“Sure thing.”

how flustered she was, the man couldn’t help but smile. Even after changing her face,

hour had passed and Jiang Mohan finally finished cooking. He set the food on the dining table

across the man made her think of their past, in which they would have lunch just

cook. Perhaps because of his upbringing, he had mastered

signature dishes. He had spent a lot of

would cook quite frequently. It was driven by his subconscious effort and done without him realizing his reason for doing

Mohan would understand his actions if he knew his own feelings well enough. All he wanted

a taste.” Jiang Mohan passed her a

I don’t like to eat. I don’t

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

asked Zong Yanxi as she glanced

that’s all. Didn’t you say you have things to do later? We’d

had she thought she would sit across him

wasn’t as flustered by now. Why should I care now that I’ve

and tender, and she could

“How does it taste?”

Also, you should add more salt; it’s a bit bland,” Zong Yanxi