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!”

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 to do with Jiang Mohan’s attack, and

Cheng lowered his head and apologized, “I’m sorry

really behind it? What are you going

dare, Mrs.

then don’t go around and suspect anybody. And stop calling

her eyes and began, “Actually,

want to hear a single thing about him!” Zong Yanxi interrupted angrily. “I’m no longer his wife,

“It’s just my habit…”

about?” Zong Yanxi rolled her eyes impatiently. “I don’t have the time to listen to your

stay until he comes out of the operating room, Mrs… Ms. Zong? I’m sure that President Jiang will be

do know that we

were once husband and wife after

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

Cheng fell silent

of my business. Don’t ever disturb me with his matters again.” Zong Yanxi went down the

without effort since many taxis were waiting in

work and was granted two days’

and went to the grocery to get ingredients for

Zong Yanxi with her cat in her arms. “Is Jiawen back yet?”

the usual time. Why, do you

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

Xinyao asked tentatively, “What

brushed off the question with a smile. “Nothing. I just remembered that I wanted to ask Jiawen something. Make