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Stealing Your Heart (Lin Xinyan) novel Chapter 907

Zong Yanxi was extremely nervous as she stood there, wondering how she was supposed to face the man. She did not have to wait long for the door to open.

The man standing before her was someone who had watched her grow up.

A year was not a long time but neither was it very short. A lot of things had happened during that time. Having seen the darker side of humanity, she had changed significantly. She was not the same innocent woman that she was back then.

Dressed in a suit, Guan Jing looked pretty much the same as she remembered him since young. The only difference was the wrinkles on his face, signs of the passage of time.

He moved aside slightly so she could enter. “Come in.”

Biting her lip, Zong Yanxi greeted him softly, “Uncle Guan.”

He grunted in reply.

She stepped inside his room, noting how the layout was exactly the same as hers.

“I…”

“Just ask what you want to know,” he directly stated. He sighed and continued in a gentler tone, “You little brat, you made all of us worry so much. As they say, wisdom comes with age. You refused to listen to us back then and look where that’s gotten you!”

She bowed her head, already expecting he would lecture her.

“Uncle Guan.” She lifted her head to smile at him. “Can we not talk about the past anymore?”

He sat down. “Finally realized what was going on, have you? Then let me handle this matter. You should go back-”

“Uncle Guan,” she cut him off. “How could I let you clean up the mess I made? I’m a grown adult now. I can settle my own problems.”

He watched her for several long seconds, his gaze causing a shiver to run down her spine.

“Uncle Guan?”

He stood up and walked toward a locked cabinet. Taking out a USB drive, he handed it to her.

She accepted it, asking, “What is it?”

“See for yourself.” He pushed his laptop toward her.

Suspicion rising in her, she plugged in the USB drive and opened up the folder.

She played the video inside, her eyes widening at what she saw.

“Isn’t this…”

It was a video of Ling Wei abducting her from the villa one year ago.

“How did you get this?” she demanded.

“The moment that we realized that something had happened to you, we rushed over as quickly as we could. Unfortunately, we were still too late. Luckily, someone managed to save you. You even had him tamper with the evidence so that you could fake your death. However, has it never occurred to you whether that man had the means and connections to do that for you?”

In truth, she had not expected that Gu Xian would be able to cover everything up completely that even Jiang Mohan would be tricked.

However, she had only thought about that after she had already enlisted Gu Xian’s help.

“Then what about the man and the woman who died in the fire?”

“They were actually the two men who abducted you. We deliberately said that it was a man and a woman to cover up your fake death.” Guan Jing could still remember the terrifying look on Zong Jinghao’s face back then. He had been working for Zong Jinghao for more than half his life and had thought he had seen everything.

Yet that was the only time he had seen the other man kill someone without any hesitation.

Letting the two men die in the fire was merely to give them a taste of what it was like to be burned to death.

“The only reason we didn’t move against Ling Wei was because of you.” He took a sip of water.

At the time, they had done a lot of things to hide the fact Zong Yanxi had faked her own death. They had gathered the evidence showing her murder and had contacted the hospital for her. They had even arranged for her to get into Rui Mei.

They had discovered Jiang Mohan’s identity a long time ago. Several times, they had wanted to tell her the truth. However, their talks always ended on a sour note as she refused to listen to them no matter what they said.

Afterward, they realized that she really did love Jiang Mohan. The rest of the world could have burned down around her for all she cared.

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