Stealing Your Heart (Lin Xinyan) novel Chapter 80

Stealing Your Heart Chapter 80

Lin Xinyan was not surprised that Guan Jing was here. He was the one who forced her to come back. He would have known where she stayed.

It was good timing as she had something to tell him too.

“Let’s go.” Lin Xinyan walked towards Guan Jing’s car.

Guan Jing did not leave immediately. Instead, he looked at Yu Doudou. “You’re not allowed to disturb her. The next time I see it, I won’t be as nice as now.”

Guan Jing went into his car after warning the man.

Lin Xinyan was quiet, and she asked nothing. She just looked out the window with indifferent eyes.

Guan Jing looked back at her, then focused on driving. The scenery at the side of the road became more and more familiar, as if unchanged in six years. This was the road to the villa.

Lin Xinyan frowned.

Although she had not lived here for long, she still remembered everything that had happened here clearly.

Soon, the car stopped, and Lin Xinyan sighed. When she felt calm, then she opened the car to come down from the car.

Guan Jing did not seem to be going in. Instead, he said, “Mr. Zong is waiting for you inside. You’ll be going in yourself.”

Lin Xinyan took a look at him. “Do you know why he’s looking for me?”

“I’m not clear on my boss’ private matters.”

Lin Xinyan laughed. This was Zong Jinghao’s man. If there was anything against her, he would not say anything.

Her question was useless.

She walked to the door, took a deep breath, and opened it.

The living room was spacious, bright, and clean. On the right was the piano that Lin Guoan had sent over. It was still at the same position, as if it was never touched over the years.

After her accident, she had left the country quickly, and did not bring any of her things along. She had not taken her clothes, not to mention her piano.

She walked over.

The place seemed unchanged. It still looked the same as when she had left.

“Do you still remember this place?”

On the second floor, there was a man dressed in black shirt. His sleeves were folded up, showing his muscular forearm. He had one hand in his pocket, and the other was holding a glass of red liquid. The liquid in the glass swayed with his movements, as if it was alive.

Lin Xinyan raised her head up and gave a faint smile. “Mr. Zong.”

Zong Jinghao’s expression froze. Mr. Zong?

She used to be the first one to call him by this way, but after she had called him by his name, he had disliked this old title.

It felt foreign and distant.

He preferred her calling him by his name.

“Are you still familiar with this place?” He strode down the stairs.

“It’s been too long. I don’t remember all the details.” Lin Xinyan did not want to admit it.

She rejected all her memories involving him, including her feelings.

“Is there something you want to tell me? You were the one to call me here after all.” Lin Xinyan sat at the couch, her legs crossed elegantly and she placed her arm by the armrest. “It was good timing. I had something to tell Mr. Zong too.”

She had something to tell him?

This was a little surprising for Zong Jinghao.

He placed the red wine in front of Lin Xinyan. “For you.”

Lin Xinyan politely replied, “Thank you.”

Zong Jinghao raised his eyebrow. This tone and this look. Was she really going to treat him like a stranger?

He held back his unhappy feelings and sat opposite her.