My Beloved

"I'm done with my part. Since she seems to know something, find a way to make her confess everything she knows."

Han Luo's voice was cold and merciless. She knew for a long time that her cousins held a perverted affection for Mo Yuan.

Before, she hardly cared about those things since Mo Yuan always kept his guard up around women and only had his eyes on her.

She despised Nana Shimizu for her actions and made sure that she would not come out of prison in twenty years. 

As for her cousin, she found it laughable that she would ask her to break up with Mo Yuan for something so trivial.

On Noah's signal, two other police officers from the Secret Service dragged her to the nearest chair and tied her with it.

Noah glanced at Han Luo and said, "You did a great job texting me before coming here. We reached there before she did and installed some hidden cameras and listening devices."

Looking at the tied Han Weiwei, he continued, "To think she would confess everything, she is really dumb."

"Did Qi Ting contact anyone after being imprisoned?" Han Luo inquired.

"There is no way that is possible," Noah denied. "We only let two inspectors guard him. We also have cameras."

Han Luo crossed her arms. "Then somehow she found out that Qi Ting is the culprit. Only a limited number of people should have that knowledge. Us, the Secret Service and the main killer who ordered."

"Not many people in the Secret Service know about this incident. Only our chief and my team are chasing after Senior Zheng's murderer. My team only has five people including me. They are loyal." 

"I'm sure they are loyal. Then it leaves the killer. Did you find out who else came to China with her?"

Han Luo's question was interrupted because Han Weiwei let out a scream.

"Ahhh!"

Han Luo's attention was drawn to her. It seemed like one of them took a blood sample from her arm.

"What are you doing? Let me go! Let me go! I'll call the police!" Han Weiwei shouted with all her might.

The police officer who collected her blood seemed unfazed.

"You don't have to go to the police. We are the police," Noah answered for his subordinates.

Han Weiwei panicked. "Why are you doing this? What do you want from me? I did nothing wrong. You cannot keep me here."

Noah found her words funny.

"How is that possible? You know some murder-related criminals and you also tried to attempt murder. This is enough to keep you with us forever. You can forget about your childhood crush."

Han Weiwei finally glanced at him properly and recognized him immediately.

"You! I know you. You are my brother's butler. What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be in London?"

"Unfortunately, I'm not your brother's butler. I was working as Xiao Luo's butler till now. But not anymore. I'm a police officer who is investigating the car accident and you just told me the criminal's name."

Noah stepped forward. Each step of his military boots gave her goosebumps. He stood in front of her and looked down at her.

"I'm curious. How did you find out who the criminal is? Did you meet the criminal? Did he tell you all these? And why did you believe him?"

His eyes were burning as though they were going to see through everything.

Han Weiwei trembled. Fear consumed her.

"I… I don't know. I have no idea what you are talking about."

Noah sighed, feeling bored.

"Feigning ignorance I see. I do know some methods to make you speak up. But I wish you would speak before I start."

Han Luo turned around. She was ready to leave.

"I will leave it to you. I want to go to my house first."

Noah turned his head. "Your house?"

"The house where I spent my two years with my family."

"I'll send someone to secretly guard you. It's not good for you to go alone."

"Do what you want."

Han Luo left the house. She heard a shrill coming from inside. The half-empty room echoed Han Weiwei's voice. She wordlessly closed her eyes and closed the door.

She was waiting for a cab when a black car stopped in front of her. She was surprised when the window slid down and Mo Yuan's face was revealed.

"Why are you here?"

"To pick you up. Get in." Mo Yuan gestured to her.

Han Luo spotted Tang Yujin in the driver seat and Han Sheng Ming beside him.

After she got in, Tang Yujin asked, "Where to, Madam?"

Han Luo chuckled. "Beijing, my house."

Three boys were puzzled upon hearing her words.

"Why there? Did you find any clues?" Mo Yuan inquired.

She replied truthfully, "No, but I want to find anything I can. Mommy was investigating our family, right? She might have left something."

She said inwardly, 'Moreover, I want to take big brother Ming away from here. I don't want him to know about Weiwei yet.'

"We need a plane then. The train is too slow," Han Sheng Ming commented.

"I'll contact my grandfather," Tang Yujin picked up his phone.

A private plane was arranged for them. Tang Yujin drove them to the airport.

On the road, Mo Yuan squeezed her hand. "Are you okay?"

Han Luo shook her head. She did not want to hide her feelings. "I'm not. I'm angry."

"No matter what happens, I'll be with you to the end," he promised.

Han Luo smiled at him. "I know."

His support gave her a lot of courage. On one side, her heart softened; on the other side, her heart burned with passion. She was determined more than ever.

The journey by plane didn't take much time. Tang Family's chauffeur was waiting to pick them up. He sent them to Han Luo's house.

Han Luo's house was a simple and yet unique two-storied building rather than the extravagant houses of the company presidents.

Han Luo's heart trembled as emotions surged up. She stared at her lonely house with big limpid eyes.

Finally, the girl was home.