Stealing Your Heart

Jiang Mohan’s voice could be heard before the two of them even appeared in Zong Yanxi’s sight.

Compared to Jiang Youqian’s impulsiveness, Nan Cheng was much calmer. He asked Zong Yanxi, “Were you with President Jiang when the attack happened?”

Zong Yanxi replied, “Yes. Since you’re here, there’s no reason for me to stay.”

“Wait,” Nan Cheng called out, “You know what happened exactly, don’t you?”

Zong Yanxi froze in her tracks and glared at Nan Cheng coldly. “What are you trying to say? Are you implying that I’m responsible for the attack?”

Nan Cheng remained silent, presumably admitting his intentions.

The officer beside them offered, “Ms. Zong was the one who contacted us for help.”

Nan Cheng suspected that Zong Yanxi had something to do with the attack because she was present when it happened, not to mention that she certainly had the motive to do so.

“I’m sorry. I…”

“I don’t need your apology.” Zong Yanxi strode away.

Pacing up and down nervously along the corridor outside the surgery room, Jiang Youqian asked, “How is he? Is he badly hurt?”

Ignoring Jiang Youqian, Nan Cheng followed Zong Yanxi in pursuit.

When he finally caught up with her, she was already outside the hospital building. “Mrs. Jiang!”

on the stairs and turned around at Nan Cheng, who was running towards her. He was about to say something when Zong Yanxi interrupted him coldly, “One minute earlier you suspected that I had something

Cheng lowered his head and apologized,

what if I’m really behind it? What are you going

dare,

snorted, “Well, then don’t go around and suspect anybody. And stop

Cheng looked into her eyes and began,

longer his wife, so don’t ever call me that again! Otherwise, don’t blame me for being

“It’s just my habit…”

wanted to talk about?” Zong Yanxi rolled her eyes impatiently. “I don’t have

is still in surgery. Can you stay until he comes out of the operating room, Mrs… Ms. Zong? I’m sure that President Jiang will be very

do know that we

once husband and wife after

wanted to divorce me in the first place?” She sneered. “Did he think of that when he murdered my child and almost killed

Cheng fell silent with

me with his matters

many taxis were waiting in front of

Shen Xinyao at home when Zong Yanxi arrived. She had just completed her work and was granted two days’ leave by her

took the opportunity to rest at home and

Shen Xinyao walked towards Zong Yanxi with her cat in her

home at the usual time. Why, do you need his help?” Shen Xinyao

for a few hours before Zhuang Jiawen would reach home, and she doubted that she

Xinyao asked tentatively, “What happened,

a smile. “Nothing. I just remembered that I wanted to ask Jiawen something. Make good use of