Stealing Your Heart

Tawan didn’t want to release her, but his phone kept buzzing insistently.

Left with no choice, he released her and said, “I need to take this call.”

Zong Yanxi’s cheeks had turned scarlet by now. They had officially started dating, but she felt it was too soon for them to be intimate. She wasn’t used to it yet.

“I should go now. Take that call.” She stood up and headed toward the door, but Tawan clutched her hand. “I’ll give you a ride home later.”

“No need. I drove here myself.”

As his phone was still buzzing relentlessly, he released his grip on her. “Be careful then. Text me when you get home.”

“Alright.” Zong Yanxi spun on her heels and left.

After driving back home, she spotted a bruise on the corner of Zong Yanchen’s eye before she went upstairs.

“Yanchen!” she greeted him.

Zong Yanchen glanced at her. “You’re back at his hour? Did you go meet Tawan?”

In response to his question, she inclined her head. “Yes.”

She made her way to him and asked, “What’s with that bruise?” Wait, this looks similar to Tawan’s bruise though it isn’t in the same spot.

“Did you fight with Tawan?” she asked dubiously.

“Mm,” came Zong Yanchen’s reply as he poured himself a glass of water. “I didn’t want him to bully you, so I gave him a warning in advance.”

“Who won?” Zong Yanxi got some ice for him.

Err…

“Well, he didn’t defeat me.”

It was a tie.

Zong Yanxi led him to the couch. “Let me ice your bruise. It will remain swollen for a long time if you don’t take care of it.”

Zong Yanchen sipped on his water and sat down on the couch. “We were both hurt. Are you more concerned about me or him?”

“Of course…” she trailed off on purpose. “Tawan, of course.”

“You ingrate,” came Zong Yanchen’s reply, but he wasn’t really mad. Leaning back, he allowed his sister to ice his bruise.

His eyes were half-closed as he uttered, “If he bullies you, let me know. It was a tie earlier, but Jiawen and I can easily defeat him together.”

“When did you become someone who likes to solve problems using violence? You weren’t like this back then.”

Zong Yanchen looked at her. “That was in the past. I’ve grown up since then. What about you?”

He knew she had also grown up, too.

After all, Jiang Mohan’s incident had not dejected her – that proved how strong her mentality was.

“You’re just a few minutes older than me.” She changed the topic abruptly. “I’ve been married once. What about you?”

Zong Yanchen fell silent as Mu Yuan’er popped up in his mind.

“It’s late. You should sleep soon.” With that, he rose to his feet.

“Let the ice sit a little longer so you can heal faster,” Zong Yanxi insisted.

“It’s just a minor injury. I’m fine.” He gave her a dismissive wave and returned to his room.

Upon glancing at her watch, Zong Yanxi realized it was indeed late. She headed to her room and took a shower before going to bed. She had just snuggled into her bed when Tawan’s text arrived, asking if she had arrived home safely.

Zong Yanxi hastily replied that she was home. She had forgotten to send him a text.

Tawan: I’ll head there tomorrow morning to talk to you. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Staring at his text, she replied: What is it? Can’t you say it now?

Tawan: Let’s talk when we meet.

At once, her brows knitted up. Is he trying to pique my curiosity?

She pretended to reply in an angry tone: Fine. I’m going to bed now.