Stealing Your Heart (Lin Xinyan) novel Chapter 597

Stealing Your Heart Chapter 597

Feeling thirsty, Lin Xinyan went downstairs to pour herself a glass of water. When she saw Aunt Wang sitting there and crying, she thought that Aunt Wang was still not used to her new job. Hence, she grabbed a piece of tissue paper and passed it to Aunt Wang. “What’s wrong? Did something happen?”

Aunt Wang quickly tidied the items while saying, “I’m fine.”

Yet, it was evident that she was not fine. Passing the piece of tissue paper to her again, Lin Xinyan urged, “Wipe your tears.”

Standing there, Aunt Wang grabbed the tissue paper and dried her tears that were streaming down her cheeks.

Pouring out two glasses of water, Lin Xinyan handed one of them to her. “Can you tell me why you’re crying? If there’s anything that you still can’t get used to, you can always tell me.”

“No, I’m happy here.” Her head drooped. “I just miss my son.”

Noticing that she was clutching a pencil case, Lin Xinyan understood how Aunt Wang was feeling. After all, she knew how it felt to be a mother, missing her children. Earlier, Aunt Wang mentioned that her ex-husband, whom she has divorced, has custody over her son. Even so, as his mother, she has the right to visit him. ”If you miss him, you can visit him. If your ex-husband refuses to allow your visit, I can hire a lawyer for you.”

As a mother, Lin Xinyan understood Aunt Wang’s emotions. Pitying her, she desired to offer her help in any way possible.

“There’s no need for that.” Although she had the right to visit her son, she only had the chance to do so once a month. It was not a lot, but she did not want to trouble others either.

“It’s already past noon. Are you hungry?” asked Aunt Wang after calming down.

Gulping down the glass of water, Lin Xinyan soon placed it down. “You can cook now.”

She would probably be hungry by the time Aunt Wang finished cooking.

Usually, Aunt Yu was responsible for the meals. However, Aunt Wang offered, “I’ll cook lunch today to let Aunt Yu rest for a while.”

She had already gotten used to her new job here. Everyone was nice to interact with and Aunt Yu took very good care of her.

Lin Xinyan agreed.

As she could not fall asleep anymore, she planned to chat with Qin Ya in her room. Before she left, she reminded Aunt Wang again, “Tell me if you need any help.”

She had no alternative motives— all she wanted to do was simply help Aunt Wang.

Aunt Wang replied, “Okay. Thank you!”

“You’re welcome,” uttered Lin Xinyan with a smile before turning around and heading to Qin Ya’s room.

On the other side, the two men who left the club got into the car. Shen Peichuan, who was driving the car, stopped at the entrance of Wanyue Group.

His sharp eyes spotting the car parked at the entrance, Shen Peichuan remarked, “Isn’t this Bai Yinning’s car?”

Zong Jinghao glanced over too. Indeed, Bai Yinning’s car was parked outside the building.

“Why is he here?” Resting his arm against the car window, an intrigued expression crossed his face.

After all, Bai Yinning knew clearer than anyone else how unwelcome he was here. Yet, he still came, blatantly looking for trouble. It was quite rare of him to act as such.

Zong Jinghao had initially planned to enter the building. However, upon discovering that Bai Yinning was there too, he called Guan Jing and told him to drive out.

Peering at Zong Jinghao, Shen Peichuan laughed and exclaimed, “Don’t be so petty! Since he’s here, just send him a wedding invitation. Let him attend your wedding so that he can give up on any lingering thoughts that he has.”

Zong Jinghao ignored him.

Guan Jing parked his car behind Shen Peichuan’s. Upon alighting the car, he passed the keys to Zong Jinghao. “A certain Mr. Bai has come to visit you. He’s been waiting for two hours.”

Grabbing the keys, Zong Jinghao uttered dismissively, “Just tell him that I’m not there.”

With that, he got into the other car, started the engine, and left.

“Isn’t your boss rather petty?” Glancing at the car that was currently speeding away, Shen Peichuan chuckled and asked Guan Jing.

Guan Jing shot him a knowing glance. You know him better than me. ”Why are you asking me that question? Are you serious?”

Both of you are so close that you’ll probably be able to sleep on the same bed. Don’t you understand Zong Jinghao’s temper better than I do?

Yet, he did not articulate his thoughts. Waving his hand dismissively, he announced, “I’m leaving.” After all, he was a busy man.