Stealing Your Heart (Lin Xinyan) novel Chapter 576

Stealing Your Heart Chapter 576

“Just don’t come in,” insisted the little girl. Her voice was quickly followed by the sound of something falling onto the floor. Clang! Zong Jinghao was worried about his daughter, so he barged in immediately. That was when he saw a child in pink playing with some makeup. She had dropped the foundation and got the floor messy.

Zhou Chunchun stood at the side with her head down, while Zong Yanxi stood in the middle of that mess. She fidgeted her tiny fingers a little as she explained softly, “Uhm, daddy, we were just playing a game using the makeup.”

Zong Jinghao massaged his head in exasperation when he saw his daughter’s face being all red and pink like a circus clown’s.

“Daddy…” murmured Zong Yanxi. She didn’t think that she made a mistake, but she was still worried about her dad being angry.

Zong Jinghao took a deep breath and tried to speak as calmly as he could, “Go clean up and get ready for dinner.”

After instructing the kid, Zong Jinghao turned around to see Aunt Yu placing the cutleries on the table. He thought about how Qin Ya was staying with them, and how Lin Xinyan was pregnant. Add two children to the mix, and it was obvious that Aunt Yu couldn’t take care of everyone on her own. Hence, Zong Jinghao fished his phone out of his pocket to call Guan Jing.

The line was established soon after.

Zong Jinghao walked to the window with his phone and instructed, “Hire a reliable maid and send her over tomorrow. I will pay however much is needed. Do a background check and make sure that nothing is wrong, though.”

“Okay, understood, but the timing is a little tight,” informed Guan Jing. He was worried that he wouldn’t be able to locate an ideal candidate.

“Then you have two days,” replied Zong Jinghao before he hung up immediately.

Guan Jing was already used to Zong Jinghao’s style, so the former planned to search for a maid as soon as he finished working on his current task.

“Daddy, where is mommy?” asked Zong Yanchen as he headed over. He didn’t see Lin Xinyan in the kitchen or the living room.

Zong Jinghao put his phone back into his pocket and answered, “She’s on the second floor.”

“I’ll go tell her that it’s time for dinner,” said Zong Yanchen. He turned around to walk up the stairs, but Zong Jinghao reached out to hook the kid’s collar. Zong Jinghao banned, “No, you’re not allowed to do that.”

Confused, Zong Yanchen turned around and asked, “Did you and mommy get into a fight?”

Why won’t he let her come for dinner?

“Oh, c’mon. Can you guys really only stay civil for a couple of days?” protested Zong Yanchen. Are they trying to annoy the crap outta me? Wait, hang on. Weren’t they all lovey-dovey earlier today in the mall?

Zong Jinghao’s eye twitched before he asked, “Can you really not have a little more faith in your parents?”

Zong Yanchen pursed his lips and asked, “Is this because of the issue on the internet?”

“What happened?” asked Zong Jinghao, who thought that Lin Xinyan’s earlier question might have something to do with the incident Zong Yanchen was talking about. Zong Jinghao was about to check his phone when Zong Yanchen showed his dad everything. “See for yourself,” answered Zong Yanchen.

Zong Jinghao examined his son’s device and read the comments as the kid held the tablet.

“Where did this woman come from?”

Some replied that comment with: “A lot of female celebrities like to marry into rich families. Maybe this is one of those unknown actresses.”

Another reply went: “That is my guess too! Still, the internet has, like, zero information on this woman.”

Someone else commented: “I thought they look cute together.”

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There were too many comments, but Zong Jinghao could guess what was happening from the few comments he read.

How did these people know that’s me? Is it because I have gone to several public events? Still, I don’t even have a social media account, so how am I so popular? Given the number of comments and likes I received, I am almost on a par with trending celebrities. What is going on?

“Are you done? If not, hold it yourself as you read,” said Zong Yanchen as he tossed the tablet aside and swung his sore hands around a little.

Zong Jinghao wasn’t bothered by that attitude. He simply stroked his son’s tiny head and instructed, “Go wash your hands and get ready for dinner.”

“Daddy,” greeted Zong Yanxi, who had washed her face and was heading over with Zhou Chunchun.

Zhou Chunchun looked a little guilty when she explained, “She insisted that I put some makeup on her.”