Stealing Your Heart (Lin Xinyan) novel Chapter 47

Stealing Your Heart Chapter 47

She thought she could be very calm, as she was mentally prepared when she heard Zong Jinghao’s reminder. Yet, upon seeing him, the past, the wounds, the pains that were hidden in her heart surfaced.

She thought she had let go, but she did not.

Lin Guoan looked gloomy, but now it was him who was asking help from them shamelessly, so he couldn’t care about his dignity.

He knelt down with a thump by Lin Xinyan’s feet. “Yan, the company is going to close down, as we have a conflict with the owner of a project that suffered a collapse, which leads to casualty. I’m driven into a corner now. Please help me this time.”

Due to the project, he was already facing a lawsuit. Worse still, someone had died. Fortunately, he sold the Repulse Bay contract that Lin Xinyan gave him to get some money and appeased the family with a large sum of compensation in private settlement.

However, for the collapse of the project, the relevant authorities held a very serious attitude, so he would inevitably be held accountable.

Due to the inability to recover the large amount of funds invested in this project, the company suffered a capital chain rupture, and was facing bankruptcy.

Looking at the man kneeling at her feet, Lin Xinyan clenched her fists, and was trembling slightly. She didn’t want to admit her father-daughter relationship with him, nor the fact that she was once held by him, nor that she had called him ‘dad’ affectionately.

Such a man knelt down at this moment.

It would be a lie to say that she felt nothing, as she was not so hard-hearted.

Lin Xinyan said nothing, so Lin Guoan thought that she refused him, and said, with his horribly bloodshot eyes, “I have done what you asked me to do last time. Shen Xiuqing and I have divorced. She is left with nothing at all, as I don’t give her anything.”

This was also one of the reasons for Shen Xiuqing’s loss of control. Before she was married to Lin Guoan, she was a penniless and powerless call girl. After she married Lin Guoan, she never went out to make money and lived her life as a wife of a rich man.

How could she survive being left with nothing after a divorce?

She had familiarized herself with the circle of upper-class ladies, so she couldn’t stand doing some low-grade jobs now.

She had become accustomed to a life of superiority.

In addition, Lin Guoan blamed everything in the company on her, saying that the company fell into such a crisis because of the consequences of her angering Zong Jinghao. Not only did she fail to get him on their team, but also do him harm.

He even said that, Lin Xinyan would help him through the company’s difficulties as long as he divorced her.

Therefore, he forcibly took her to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a divorce.

Shen Xiuqing blamed all this on Zong Jinghao. If it weren’t for the fact that he pretended to be lame, she wouldn’t have asked Lin Guoan to bring Lin Xinyan and her mother back from abroad.

If he didn’t pretend to be lame, she wouldn’t have asked Lin Xinyan to marry him.

There wouldn’t be the things that happened thereafter. She wouldn’t be afraid of Lin Xinyan’s revenge, and crazily wanted to get Zong Jinghao for her daughter. She also wouldn’t fall into the fate of having nothing and being divorced.

This was all Zong Jinghao’s fault.

If he didn’t pretend to be lame, everything would change.

Lin Xinyan wanted to make herself smile but failed. This man is as ruthless as ever.

First, she and her mother; and now, Shen Xiuqing.

“Yan, I regret it, really. I really shouldn’t abandon your mother and you.” Lin Guoan’s eyes reddened, and he almost shed tears. “If Shen Xiuqing wasn’t pregnant with my son, I wouldn’t be so cruel. You know, you were ten years old at the time, and your mother didn’t get pregnant again. I’m a man, and I needed a son—”

“Enough!” Lin Xinyan couldn’t bear to hear it anymore. Son? Son?

She detested it so much that her nails almost sank into the flesh of her palm without her realizing it.

She was trembling all over.

Zong Jinghao, who was sitting close to her, noticed her agitation, so he stretched out his uninjured hand to hold her hand tightly in his palm.

His palm was broad, strong and warm.

Yet, it could inexplicably comfort her.

Lin Xinyan slowly calmed down.

“You should leave first.”

“Yan—”