Stealing Your Heart (Lin Xinyan) novel Chapter 65

Stealing Your Heart Chapter 65

“No!”

He Ruilin shook her head like crazy, and kept saying repeatedly, “No, I don’t want to call it square with you. I want you to love me.”

She looked disheveled with her teary eyes and messy hair.

Even so, Zong Jinghao’s heart didn’t soften the slightest.

“The dinner is ready—” Xia Zhenyu came in and wanted to tell He Wenhuai that the dinner was ready, and yet she saw He Ruilin holding a knife and stabbing Zong Jinghao.

The bright red blood stimulated her brain, and she let out a scream.

Only then did everyone come back to their senses, while Zong Qifeng shouted in a deep voice, “Hurry up and call the ambulance.”

He Wenhuai, who was stunned, shouted at He Ruize who was close to them, “Hurry up, and pull your sister away!”

It was originally Zong Jinghao’s fault, but now he was injured at the He family.

This left them at a disadvantage again.

Such a turn of events was not good for him. There was a burning rage in his heart, but he couldn’t let it out. He was so angry that he clasped his hands tightly on the edge of the table, with blue veins standing out on the back of his hands.

Clattering!

The moment He Ruize pulled his sister away, the fruit knife dropped to the ground with a loud clatter.

The blade was stained with bright red blood.

“H-Hao, are you okay?” He Ruilin wanted to reach out to touch his wound.

Zong Jinghao brushed her off, while at this moment, a phone ringtone suddenly rang in the living room.

Everyone looked at Zong Jinghao’s jacket on the sofa, as the sound came from there.

The light came pouring down from the top of Zong Jinghao’s head, shrouding him in the circle of light.

In a trance, the tiny beads of sweat formed on his forehead were hardly noticeable if they didn’t look carefully.

He picked up his jacket and took out his phone. Seeing that it was a call from Guan Jing, he answered it.

Soon, Guan Jin’s voice was heard. “Mr. Zong, I found out the things you wanted me to check. Six years ago, Lin Xinyan was in a car accident, so she didn’t come back to go through the divorce procedures. He Ruize took her and her mother to A Country A to hide. At the beginning, they lived in Bani, and then they moved to the capital of Country A. During this period, He Ruize will deliberately erase the traces of their lives, not wanting others to find out.”

With the phone in his hand, Zong Jinghao slowly looked up, and fixed his eyes on He Ruize who was holding He Ruilin.

Looking at He Ruize, he said to Guan Jing, “Has he been with her all these years?”

“Yes…”

His face clouded over. “What is their relationship?”

He could feel the pressing pressure from Zong Jinghao even though they were on the phone, so he couldn’t help but swallow hard. I haven’t even finished speaking; can he not be so angry first?

Zong Jinghao couldn’t hear his complaint, so he could only answer honestly, “It seems that Ms. Lin doesn’t accept him, and only regards him as a big brother. Apart from him, there are no other men around her. Well, not entirely—she has a son.”

“I got it.” Zong Jinghao hung up the phone, glanced at He Ruize coldly, then glanced at the He family members. “You can still put forward your conditions.”

After speaking, he stepped out of He’s house, seemingly unwilling to have anything more to do with them.

The hall was in a mess. After a moment of silence, He Wenhuai regained his composure and forced a smile. “Qifeng, this matter—”

Zong Qifeng stood up with his hands on his back and said with a hint of displeasure in his deep voice, “My son was wrong first. After all, he went back on his word first, so tell us if you have any requests.”

Zong Jinghao was injured, and what he said showed that he was obviously upset.

“What you are talking about? An on-again, off-again relationship among the youngsters is common. Although we can’t be in-laws, our friendship remains, right? How can I make any request?” He Wenhuai smiled apologetically.

Since he said this, Zong Qifeng couldn’t say anything else, and so he called out, “Mr. Feng, let’s go back.”

Mr. Feng quickly walked up to him. “Young Master went to the hospital; shall we go there?”