Stealing Your Heart

Nan Cheng looked at him. “This certainly doesn’t happen often. Tell me first, is it good news or bad news?”

Jiang Youqian, however, was not joking with him. “It’s serious.”

Nan Cheng glanced at him and chose to believe him for the time being.

Truth be told, Nan Cheng had always had his guard up against Jiang Youqian. After all, she was Qiu Mingyan’s son. Who knows what he’s up to?

Jiang Youqian could sense Nan Cheng’s animosity towards him. However, he didn’t really mind. Who can I blame? I am Qiu Mingyan’s son.

But I didn’t have a choice in this.

He couldn’t change the fact that she was his mother. However, he wanted to change himself. He did not want to be someone without any achievements.

Soon, the duo came to a bar. Jiang Youqian wasn’t a stranger to the place as he used to frequent it in the past and had a few acquaintances there.

Although these acquaintances were not good people, they weren’t exactly terrible, either. They just liked to fool around a little, but they were fiercely loyal.

As Jiang Youqian was a regular customer, he was rather familiar with the place. Pretty soon, they settled down in a relatively quiet private room that Jiang Youqian had chosen.

“Alright, what did you want to tell me?” Nan Cheng asked right after he sat down.

Attempting to diffuse the tension, Jiang Youqian joked, “Why are you so flustered? Aren’t you my brother’s right-hand man?”

“……”

“I’m kidding,” Jiang Youqian chuckled, “Don’t take it seriously.”

Do we even know each other that well? Nan Cheng was not pleased.

“Back to business,” Jiang Youqian said as a serious expression crept across his face.

“Go on,” Nan Cheng replied as he stretched his neck a few times before sinking into the sofa.

“Has something happened to my brother lately?” Jiang Youqian felt that Jiang Mohan’s sudden change of attitude towards him seemed to have stemmed from something that had occurred lately.

He just was not sure what it was.

That was why he was hoping to get an answer out of Nan Cheng.

“There have been——” Nan Cheng paused slightly, “Many things have happened to President Jiang.”

“Well, tell me what happened,” Jiang Youqian said as he leaned in closer.

Nan Cheng, however, pushed him away and said, “Hey, not so close.”

“……”

said, “Alright

to do with her. He wants to salvage their relationship. That leg injury? He got that while chasing after

always thought of Qiu Mingyan and Jiang Jun as the

years. They were the reason he didn’t understand what love was, causing him to eventually lose Zong

Nan Cheng’s words. After all, what Nan Cheng said was correct

I could do something to help him.” With a determined look on his face, he asked, “Do you know where

trust Jiang Youqian and was afraid that

did,” he explained, “We’ve always been the ones who hurt him in one way or another. Now, I want to help him. Since his leg hasn’t recovered, I’m sure it isn’t easy

stared at Jiang

the eye and continued,

the country at the moment anyway. It’s best

Youqian smiled. “I will definitely bring Yanxi back to my

Cheng sighed. “I hope

Don’t you remember how much Yanxi loved

She was nearly killed by Ling Wei and she even lost a child. Do you think she can still forgive

Youqian’s eyes widened and he quickly

to find out that Zong Yanxi had lost a child——her child

knew that Jiang Mohan yearned

has lost many things which mattered to him and which he is

why he forgave Mom. He no longer wants vengeance to drive him to make unforgivable

definitely bring Yanxi back,” Jiang Youqian

breath. “I hope you’ll really be able

not believe

courage and was certainly easier

to his feet and said, “I have

walked

Youqian said, “Thank you. And don’t tell my brother for now. I want to give him

Cheng waved his hand and replied, “I

Nan Cheng

maids had been hired to tidy up the place. As Jiang Mohan couldn’t move around as easily as before,

had to go and report

was sitting by the window. The maid had left food on the table. That seemed to have been a while

greeted as he walked

things on his end. Wang, the policeman who let

Mohan sat there motionless and made no response. Yet, Nan Cheng knew that Jiang Mohan had

me at that table,” Jiang Mohan said as he

together,

as his eyes dimmed, “This is retribution. My retribution for hurting

haven’t eaten. Let me

shook his head. “I don’t feel

him wasn’t Yanxi. No one could