Stealing Your Heart (Lin Xinyan) novel Chapter 509

Stealing Your Heart Chapter 509

Nobody could have imagined how badly Zong Jinghao wanted to sweep Lin Xinyan into his arms and tell her how much he missed her; but sadly, he couldn’t bring himself to do it because he was too afraid.

He had rushed over to their place without making any plan. Realizing that it would be stupid to show up when he wasn’t ready, he hid himself at a corner just as he was about to be discovered by Lin Xinyan and the kids.

It was the first time in his life that he acted so cowardly in front of his kids and the woman he loved.

“Mommy, can I help you with the dumplings tonight?” Zong Yanxi tugged at Lin Xinyan’s arm.

Lin Xinyan lowered her head and asked the little girl, “Do you know how to do it?”

“No, but I can learn!”

“Just make sure that you eat all the dumplings you make,” Zong Yanchen said in an ironic tone.

“Hmmph! I won’t give any of mine to you even if you beg me!” Zong Yanxi lifted her head proudly and retorted.

Zong Yanchen feigned a frown. “What if there’s no meat in all the dumplings you make?”

“No, that won’t happen! You have to believe me. I have made dumplings before!” Zong Yanxi reached out for her brother’s hand.

Then, acting like an adult, Yanxi patted her brother’s shoulder to reassure him. “Don’t worry.”

“I remember clearly that what you made could hardly be considered as dumplings. They were doughs! Be careful, Daddy’s not around to finish the doughs for you this time.”

Hurt, Zong Yanxi let go of Zong Yanchen’s hand and held Lin Xinyan’s instead. “Mommy, look at him! He keeps laughing at me! My teacher tells us that children will improve when people praise them. I am going to become stupid because of him.”

Lin Xinyan had to stifle an urge to laugh at the notion that praises can improve performances.

Nevertheless, she acted according to her daughter’s wishes. “I believe you can do well and you make the best dumplings in the world.”

Not wanting to be left out, Zong Yanchen said, “Mommy, I’ll help with the dumplings too.”

Lin Xinyan laughed, feeling a little helpless. “Alright! You can do whatever you want!”

The children giggled as they were pleased with their cheeky behavior.

Zong Jinghao waited until their laughing voices faded as they entered the neighborhood.

He was still standing at the corner. The conversation about dumplings reminded him of the past when Lin Xinyan forced him to finish the doughs made by the kids, which definitely looked and tasted nothing like dumplings.

He could still remember the stuffy feeling that made him sleepless that night. He smiled subconsciously at the precious memory.

He didn’t realize how happy he was until then. It turned out that he didn’t need anything luxurious or soul-stirring to feel happy. All he needed was their time together as a family.

He just looked at Lin Xinyan’s apartment until the sky was dark enough for the lights to be turned on.

He found a spot to sit and threw his suit absently beside him. There he kept looking up at the apartment, imagining the fun Lin Xinyan and the kids were having, and there was a wide idiotic smile spreading across his face.