My Beloved

Chapter 23 - NOT YOUR UNDERWEAR!

Han Sheng Ming informed Mo Yuan that Uncle Tong's driver would send Han Luo over to his mansion. Han Changhong was abroad on a business trip, and his driver was now under Du Liu. There was no way that Han Sheng Ming could ask his father's driver to escort Han Luo – the driver probably would've lost his job if he did.

When Han Sheng Ming told Mo Yuan about his plan, Mo Yuan frowned. "Who will help her pack her bag if you can't ask the maids to help?"

"If we pack her bag, mommy will notice." Han Sheng Ming didn't want to take any risks.

Mo Yuan paused. "I'll lend her my clothes."

"Don't give her your underwear! No way! I'll never ever let her wear that!" Han Sheng Ming's voice raised out of agitation.

"Chill out. I'll tell a maid to buy something for her." Mo Yuan was only joking. He had no intention of letting her use his underwear either.

Han Sheng Ming sighed in relief. "Oh, good!"

Ever since that incident with Elder Tang, Han Luilui and Han Wanwan were forbidden to step foot in the Tang Mansion. Du Liu herself was too ashamed to face the Tang Family. However, she still had to apologize on behalf of her daughters to slightly improve her tarnished reputation. The Tang Family only nodded and seemingly accepted her apology, but they commanded that she was never to bring her daughters to their house. Her dream was ruined. Du Liu scorched with so much fury that she hastily hired an etiquette teacher for her daughters. She also forbade Han Luo from disturbing her daughters when they were having etiquette lessons. The last thing she wanted to be was for Han Luo to learn more than her daughters. But she didn't know that Miss Mei had already become Han Luo's teacher.

As per Han Changhong's request, Miss Mei taught Han Sheng Ming in his cottage. Since Han Luo was with him most of the time, no one suspected anything. Han Sheng Ming's personal butler even kept his mouth zipped, since Han Changhong didn't want his wife to know about Han Luo's education. Yet, when she got admitted to the same kindergarten as Han Sheng Ming and Han Luilui, Du Liu's fury fueled even more. Han Changhong could not accept his wife's attitude. "Do you want everyone to criticize us behind our backs? Maybe you are shameless enough to not mind, but I am not shameless."

Du Liu was quick to retaliate. "Han Ying Wei stole the position of President from you. Do you also want his daughter to steal it from your son?"

Han Changhong was hurt and irritated at the same time. "How could you say that? Xiao Wei is the brother I raised on my own. He is a talented, excellent businessman. If it weren't for his accident, I guarantee that his company would have been at the top right now."

Du Liu grimaced bitterly. "It's because of that accident you were able to get what you deserved from the very beginning. You should consider it a blessing."

"How could you?! You!" Han Changhong's wrath had reached its peak. If he didn't control himself on time, this built-up wrath would've detonated. He didn't talk to his wife for a month. He couldn't.

Han Changhong's work pressure had also increased, so he had to stay at the company most of the time. Sometimes, Han Sheng Ming would ask him to take him somewhere. It was only then he took a break to take his son and niece out. He seldom communicated with his wife.

Mo Yuan paced in front of the entrance when Assistant Tong – now Acting Vice President – Tong's car stopped there. Before the driver opened the door, Han Luo opened the door herself and jumped off, her blue Pikachu bag clinging to her back. She was taller than she was a year ago. She wore a light blue colored, half sleeved dress with a flower print. The little girl had a delicate profile. Her black pearl-like eyes were hidden under the feathers of her long eyelashes. Little Luo bit her lower pink lip out of nervousness, making it tint into a dark shade. She resembled a porcelain doll. Her two long braids, which were tied with light blue colored lace, hung loosely in front of her chest. Her countenance was gentle and relaxed.

Han Luo saw Mo Yuan standing at the entrance. She hesitantly walked forward and greeted him politely, "Hello, big brother. Thank you for having me." Her voice was soft and flowed, like the tender movement of water. Anyone who heard her voice would think that they were cleansed by water and would feel relaxed.

Mo Yuan was in a daze, gazing at her before he heard her delicate voice. He swiftly came back to his senses and asked in a gentle, deep voice, "Did you have trouble on the way here?"

Han Luo almost faced trouble. Han Sheng Ming didn't even ask for his mother's permission. He only sent his father a text saying that he would let Han Luo stay at his friend's house. Then he secretly told her to dress up and then, with the help of his butler, they used the back door to leave. The guard recognized Assistant Tong's car and let her go towards it. The car stopped beside the garden where the three of them were hiding. After that, Han Luo popped inside the car and it drove off.

After she left, Han Sheng Ming finally told his mother about Han Luo's departure. Du Liu's irritation inflamed. Her daughters couldn't become friends with the Tang and Mo families, but her son was letting his cousin have her way with them. Such betrayal was hard to digest. However, he was still her one and only child; her only hope. She couldn't scold him for his naivety. Du Liu knew that if she said something bad about Han Luo, her son would get mad and wouldn't speak to her.

Her husband had already turned his back to her for that little girl. She didn't want to lose her son too. The woman despised Han Luo so much that her hatred had become indescribable. The moment Han Luo came into the Han Household, the peace in her family was blighted.. Du Liu couldn't blame anyone but the child.