Stealing Your Heart

soon he Ruize's voice came over, "Yan Yan, it's me."

Lin Xinyan's voice is very tight, "en."

There was a moment's silence before he said, "the woman you said is dead."

"What?" Before he Ruize finished, he was interrupted by Lin Xinyan.

How could he die?

She is very healthy, and she is not old. How can she say that she will die if she dies?

"Yan Yan." He Ruize called to her in a soft voice, comforting her excited mood. "Don't worry, this matter doesn't have to be investigated from that woman."

Lin Xinyan's hand tightly holding the mobile phone, always not calm, she does not know why she is so not calm, is to expect to fall empty, or something else, she does not know.

I just know that my heart is in a mess.

She dropped her eyes. "No clue?"

Is she thinking too much?

He Ruize was silent.

Neither of them hung up, but neither spoke.

The air is so quiet that you can hear each other's breathing clearly.

long time.

He Ruize opened his mouth, "words --" he wanted to say again, "do you really want to know who the father of the child is?"

Lin Xinyan looked down at her feet, the light outside was scattered in small pieces, and she was shaking the shadow one by one. She asked herself in her heart, do you really want to know who the father of the child is?

Lin Xinyan asked himself in his heart.

When did this idea come into being?

It was when she found clues from Zong Jinghao that she had the impulse to know.

"If the answer disappoints you and is not the person you think, would you still want to know?" He Ruize continued.

One question after another, Lin Xinyan did not know how to answer.

Maybe her heart is also contradictory.

"Why don't you talk?" He Ruize has some pressing questions.

There are thousands of feelings in this world.

There is a kind of love, it is called a long time.

She and Zong Jinghao live under the same roof, will there be feelings?

That's why he Ruize pressed her.

"Yan Yan"

"I'm listening." Lin Xinyan interrupted him for fear that he would say something that she could not answer.

This time in a country is at night. He Ruize stands on the roadside of a foreign country. The street lamp shines his appearance on the ground and pulls him long——

He lowered his head and looked at his shadow. In fact, he also wanted to know whether the man that night was the object of Lin Xinyan's suspicion, Zong Jinghao.

The woman died and the hotel surveillance was removed.

But he still found out, he took a picture of Lin Xinyan, asked in the hotel, a waiter recognized Lin Xinyan, and saw the situation that night, told him clearly.

you 're right.

That man is Zong Jinghao.

He didn't want to admit it or let Lin Xinyan know.

With a child, there will be involvement. Even if Zong Jinghao doesn't like her, will he get involved because of the child——

He didn't dare to think.

He didn't want Lin Xinyan to know.

He likes her and wants to take care of her.

He met her first.

He met her when she was a child.

"Yan Yan, I found the man of that night..." he Ruize held his cell phone tightly.

Lin Xinyan's heart is fiercely mentioned, stuck in the throat.

All of a sudden, she was covered with a shadow. She turned back and came against the light. Her deep facial features were hidden in the light. Through the light covered by the flying dust, she could see who was standing behind her. Her eyes suddenly showed tension and vigilance.

But there are inexplicable expectations.

I expect he Ruize to tell me the result of his conjecture.

"It's a local." He Ruize's voice came through the microphone.

Boom.

The answer is like a dull thunder exploding in Lin Xinyan's heart.

native?

In other words, what she saw in Zong Jinghao was coincidence.

Is her guess also wrong?

"Yan Yan, are you listening?"

"I have something else to do. Hang up first." Lin Xinyan hung up in a panic, she may be too flustered, the mobile phone fell down, a pop.

She just wanted to bend over to pick it up, Zong Jinghao first bent over to pick it up, he looked at the number on the mobile phone screen, slightly narrowed his eyes, "and who call, see me so nervous?"

Lin Xinyan pretended to be calm. "I'm not nervous. You suddenly appeared and scared me."

Zong Jinghao smiles. He bends down and stares at the calm woman. "Is that right?"

Lin Xinyan's back was cold and his throat was too tight to speak. At this time, Yu's mother came over with the cut apple and relieved Lin Xinyan.

"This is an authentic Xixia apple. It's sweet and crisp. Try it." Yu Ma put the apple on the table.

Lin Xinyan quickly turned aside Zong Jinghao's eyes and went to insert the apple. It was crisp, sweet and juicy in her mouth. She inserted one and handed it to Zong Jinghao, "do you want to taste it?"

Zong Jinghao dropped his eyes, did not move, just staring at her hand holding the apple.

Lin Xinyan handed it to his lips again. Apple juice touched his lips. It was cool but sweet.

Lin Xinyan blinked, "it's really sweet."

Zong Jinghao bit into his mouth and looked at her. "For your sake, I'll spare you this time."

Don't think he doesn't know she's deliberately cutting the subject off.

With a smile, Yu Ma left the room wisely and went outside to watch people work.

Lin Xinyan pursed his lips and did not dare to retort. He chewed the apple, untied the button of his suit, threw it on the sofa, sat down in the sofa, saw the piano there, and asked, "can you play the piano?"

Lin Xinyan looked back at the piano and nodded, "I used to. I haven't touched it for a long time. I'm afraid my fingers are stiff."

And she looked down at her fingers.

Zong Jinghao's eyes came down. Her fingers were thin and white, but there was a cocoon in the palm of her hand. His brow wrinkled. Just as he wanted to reach for her hand, she stood up and walked towards the piano.

She sat in front of the piano with light on her back, her fingers gently falling on the keys, and a crisp sound came from the keys.

It's crisp and pleasant.

She clenched her hand to find the feeling. Although she hadn't touched it for a long time, she had learned for many years, and she still had the courage to start.

She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She gently put her fingers on the keys.

When her fingers press the piano keys, melodious music slowly presents "sadness and happiness"

It's the first song she learned, and it's her latest favorite.

The past scene by scene in her mind, happy, sad——

Her life is short, but she has experienced too much.

Zong Jinghao coagulated her back, as if thinking about something.

Is the cocoon on her hand left when she was in country a?

Is it painful to be abandoned by my father?

He was so absorbed in his thoughts that he was suddenly interrupted by a mobile phone ring. He seemed to be not happy with the unsuitable ring. His eyebrows were wrinkled. Lin Xinyan seemed to hear the sound and stop his action.

The air quieted down for a moment.

The ring tone of the mobile phone is clearer.

Lin Xinyan got up and came over, wondering why he didn't answer the phone.

Come over and see the name on the mobile phone, Bai Zhuwei.

Lin Xinyan sat down opposite him. "It's Miss Bai. Why don't you pick it up?"

Zong Jinghao gave her a look, as if he disliked her for talking too much.

Of course, I don't want to.

The caller was very patient. He kept ringing until he answered.

Lin Xinyan said with a smile, "are you afraid that I will hear you whisper? Then I won't disturb you -- "

After that, she stood up. As soon as she wanted to go, Zong Jinghao grabbed her wrist and tugged hard. Lin Xinyan fell to his thigh. As soon as she wanted to move, Zong Jinghao held her waist and clasped it tightly.

Pick up the phone with the other hand——