Stealing Your Heart

"Why is Miss Lin here?"

Jiang Mohan thought he was wrong.

Zong Yanxi's hands on both sides are folded into fists, trying to suppress her tumbling emotions, so as to keep the surface calm.

"I..." her voice was a little dry, "I'm lost."

"I'll see you off. Get in the car."

He looked at her and said.

Zong Yanxi loosened his clenched fist and said with a smile, "I'm sorry to bother President Jiang."

Jiang Mohan is silent.

She opened the back door and sat up.

"I don't know if President Jiang's affairs have been handled well?"

"I don't want to go wrong during our cooperation," she said

Jiang Mohan is still silent. He starts the car and drives away.

What happened last night was an accident. He had already dealt with the one who was posted to the Internet by someone with a heart.

This matter also made him very unhappy.

"Miss Lin hasn't had lunch yet, has she?

It's on me

Jiang Mohan suddenly made a sound.

Zong Yanxi thought for a moment, "President Jiang's kindness, how can I refuse."

Jiang Mohan looks at her in the rearview mirror. Every time he sees her, he always does something unexpected.

It's the same this time.

There seemed to be something about her that attracted him and always made him want to get close.

He didn't like it in his heart.

He doesn't like to let himself do things out of his control because of women.

The car pulled up in front of a restaurant.

Zong Yanxi saw the restaurant clearly and tried her best to calm down. This is her favorite restaurant in the past. She also likes to come with Jiang Mohan. Here are her favorite dishes.

Why did he bring himself to this restaurant?

What does he know?

Zong Yanxi's heart is a little bit flustered.

Jiang Mo Han got out of the car, did not see her down, help her open the back door, "Miss Lin."

Zong Yanxi sat still, "I'm not very hungry. President Jiang should take me back to the hotel."

"It's already arrived. Miss Lin should come down."

Jiang Mohan didn't mean to send her back, so he clearly let her off.

Zong Yanxi bit the lip wall and bent down from the car. Jiang Mohan walked in front of him. He was an old customer. As soon as he came in, the manager of our store entertained him personally, "President Jiang."

Jiang Mo nodded.

"There's a free seat here, and it's clean."

The manager led Jiang Mohan to the window of the VIP area.

Zong Yanxi went in with her eyes down.

"Miss, please."

The manager helped her pull the chair.

She said thank you and sat down.

"As usual."

Jiang Mohan sat down and said.

The manager was stunned for a moment. He used to come with his wife. Every time, it was a few dishes, because his wife loved to eat. Now, is this another woman or the same?

Jiang Mo Han looks up and glances at the manager, "manager Li?"

"Oh, I'm going to get the kitchen ready. Just a moment."

The manager said with a smile.

Manager to arrange the kitchen preparation, Zong Yanxi picked up the white water on the table to drink, asked, "Jiang always like this dish?"

"Well."

He said without thinking, but only after that did he realize that this is not what he likes, but what she likes.

When he comes here more often, he gets used to it. He doesn't know whether he likes it or is used to it. In short, he likes to come.

Zong Yanxi slightly sleepy eyes, curly eyelashes gently flutter.

"Actually, my ex-wife likes it."

Jiang Mohan leaned back and looked at her. The sun slanted in from the window, hazy over her. He was in a trance, as if he saw her.

"You look like her," he said

Zong Yanxi suddenly looked up at him, eyebrows can not help but slightly wrinkle, what did he find?

She thought she had heard it wrong. "I'm like your ex-wife?"

She can't help but reach out and touch her face. I'm afraid her parents can't recognize it. Did he even notice it?

On second thoughts, she couldn't find out where she was missing the flaw.

He looks more and more ugly.

"It's not the look, it's the feel."

Jiang Mo Han looked at her and said, "in fact, it's not the same."

Zong Yanxi was not sure what he meant. He was testing her?

Or just by feeling?

"How do you say that?"

She asked.

"Miss Lin is very beautiful, but without her sunshine, she likes to smile. When she smiles at me, her curved eyebrows always make me feel warm."

When talking about her, his eyebrows softened a little, and his eyes fell on Lin Ruixi. That softness disappeared again. "You are more gloomy, completely opposite to her. Although Miss Lin also smiles formulaically, it's too fake and insincere."

Zong Yanxi's hand under the table tightly grasp the corner of the clothes, too false?

Insincere?

Once she showed her smile without reservation, he was full of thinking about how to calculate her, right?

"I used to be like your ex-wife, and I have no reservation for the people I like. But my ex-boyfriend cheated me, cheated me, and hurt me all over the body. I dare not smile like that again. I'm afraid that I will meet the next slag man again. Although people's eyes are 5.76 pixels, they can't see through people's hearts."

She lowered her eyes and gave a wry smile.

"Hate your ex boyfriend?"

Jiang Mo Han suddenly thought, if she is still alive, then what will she do?

Would you hate him?

Hate?

Zong Yanxi only felt that this word could not explain her mood.

"If I could, I wish I could kill him myself."

She looked into his eyes as she spoke.

Jiang Mo han to her eyes, Leng for a moment, "you..." when the manager and a waiter came together, he stopped.

The manager and the waiter put the dishes on the table, "Mr. Jiang, the dishes are ready."

Jiang Mo Han gave a faint hum.

"Well, take your time."

Then the manager and the waiter left.

A table of delicious food, but he did not have a little appetite, just to continue the topic, "do you want to go?

To someone you once loved? "

"What's the softness of a person who deceives you?

Love?

As early as when he was hurt, it disappeared, and all that remained was hatred. "

Zong Yanxi leaned forward to shorten the distance with him, "if I can, I want to dig out his heart to have a look, how can he hurt and cheat a person like that."

Jiang Mo Han's Adam's apple slipped up and down. When Lin Ruixi said this, he thought of himself.

According to her personality, would she?

At this moment, he thought, if she is still in this world, even if she hates him, like Lin Ruixi, it's OK.

But now she completely left his world.

"Listening to President Jiang talking about his ex-wife, why did President Jiang divorce?"

Zong Yanxi asked.

Jiang Mo Han's mind is deep, and his face is light. "I suddenly think that there is something else, Miss Lin, please use it slowly."

Then he stood up and walked away.

Zong Yanxi sat on the table and didn't move, with a straight back.

Is this a guilty conscience?

Dare not even answer?

Jiang, Mo, Han! Slowly, she closed her eyes and opened her eyes for a moment. Her emotions were hidden by her. She picked up the chopsticks calmly, picked up her favorite dish and put it into her mouth to chew.

I don't know if my mood has changed, or the chef who made this dish has changed, and it has lost its original taste.

Everything has changed. She is no longer her.

She continued to pick it up and put it into her mouth, "Jiang Mohan, if you kill my child, I will make you pay for it with blood."

Putting down her chopsticks, she looked up at the sunny day outside.

She picked up her napkin, wiped her mouth and got up to leave.

It's a good place to take a taxi, but she doesn't want to go back to the hotel now and walk along the roadside. It's not long after one year. Everything has not changed.

Change is the heart of the people.