Stealing Your Heart (Lin Xinyan) novel Chapter 978

His decision to talk about it was made on a whim.

As someone who had kept quiet for too long, it would take a while for him to truly open up to someone he trusted.

He had his duties to fulfil and people to protect, which meant that he did not have any time for himself.

In fact, every move of his would almost certainly bring about a considerable impact on everyone in the community, which in itself had plenty of risks.

“Thank you,” he said, both gratefully and apologetically.

I’m so sorry for getting you into so much trouble today…

Zong Yanxi, on the other hand, did not mind it a single bit. “Would you have chosen this life if you had the choice?” she asked all of a sudden.

“Of course I would have,” Tawan said without hesitating.

He cared more about the warmth and happiness he got to enjoy as part of the Thitipoom family than the riches and profits.

Zong Yanxi grinned, knowing full well why he answered that way. However, the flip side of the coin was that he had to deal with complex relationships.

Sometimes, he had no choice in who he had to appease.

She smiled at Tawan. “I pity you.”

Tawan was captivated by her dazzling smile.

At 11 P.M., the party finally drew to a close. Pongsom spent the entire dance segment with the Princess, which hinted to everyone that she had the most interest in him.

As Pongsom and the Princess twirled around on the dance floor, Amp was getting swarmed by her many admirers, making it difficult for her to talk to Tawan.

Besides the incident with Saranta, Tawan and Zong Yanxi managed to have a relatively peaceful time at the party that night.

However, they ran into trouble again when they were on their way home after the party.

Jiang Youqian had been sitting by the side of the road for the whole evening just to wait for Zong Yanxi’s return.

When her car emerged from the distance, he ran over and threw himself in front of the car just before it could make a turn towards the courtyard of Tawan’s mansion.

The headlights were on, and the car plate number matched the one he managed to memorize that afternoon. He was sure that Zong Yanxi was sitting inside.

“Yanxi, I need to talk to you,” Jiang Youqian said, sticking out his arm stubbornly to block the car’s path.

Zong Yanxi took one look at the person standing before the car and frowned.

Tawan hesitated before asking, “Do you want me to talk to him instead?”

Zong Yanxi shook her head. “It’s fine. I’ll talk to him myself.”

Tawan pursed his lips together as Zong Yanxi alighted from the car and closed the door behind her. “Go home first,” she told him.

The chauffeur glanced at Tawan, who gestured for him to drive off.

Jiang Youqian’s eyes followed the car as it disappeared into the courtyard. When Zong Yanxi walked over to him, he asked, “Who’s that man in the car just now?”

Zong Yanxi evaded his question completely. “Why are you here?”

“Who’s that man?” Jiang Youqian repeated.