Stealing Your Heart

“Well, so is this true?” Zhuang Jiawen looked at his siblings and pressed, uncharacteristically interested in this little bit of gossip. He wanted to understand what happened then.

Zong Yanxi decided to satisfy his curiosity. She replied, “Yes, he was once in love with Mom.”

“Wow, he must be pretty persistent, huh? I heard from my parents that he has no children at all. Apparently, he didn’t marry his wife out of love,” Shen Xinyao said and snuck a furtive look at Bai Yinning. Although his looks had been tempered by age, it was evident that he had been a very handsome man in his heyday.

He had a very pleasant aura as well.

“Has his leg always been that way?” Zhuang Jiawen knew the least about him, and his questions were thus the most frivolous.

“Yes,” Shen Xinyao replied.

Zhuang Jiawen shot her a glance. “How do you know everything?”

“My parents told me about it,” she answered.

“Well, what else did your parents tell you? Tell me all about it,” Zhuang Jiawen said.

Shen Xinyao shook her head and said, “Nothing else.” She paused before adding, “He wasn’t a bad person.”

know all these?” If they weren’t in a mourning hall, Zhuang Jiawen would have given her cheek a good pinch. She knew so many things, yet she had never told him

another look. “Is that what

what I

he loves the same woman even after so many years? I doubt someone like that

himself

he said, “That

hate him or something?” Shen Xinyao raised an

no understanding of Bai Yinning as a person. However, when he found out that Bai Yinning used to like his mother back in the day, and still continued to love her, he realized that this

together with Bai Yinning instead of his father, Zhuang Jiawen would never have been

his father’s

he didn’t like him too from his own point of

he still had much admiration for

knew there was no way he would be able to wait for one woman for so

admired Bai Yinning for his persistence. There were few people like him

that a man who loved her since her

Jiawen’s gaze fell upon Lin Xinyan, who was standing by Zong Jinghao at the door. She looked rather solemn. He knew from

felt something for Bai Yinning, it would be a very small bit of affection compared to the love she felt

selfish—he wanted his mother to love