My Beloved-Chapter 11 - A WITChapter CAN ALSO SUFFER

The Head Butler of the Tang Family felt his chest begin to warp. He stared at the little girl, whose vibrant laughter brightened up the room. Maybe she didn't understand what her cousin said. The deepest part of the Head Butler's heart grew dark in distress.

'How could any human being be so cruel to such an angelic face? It's not as though she is an illegitimate child – she is the only daughter of President Han. President Han and Madam Han were good people with kind hearts. If only they knew how their daughter was being treated…' He stopped himself from thinking anymore and shook his head. It was unbearable for him to think about it. What would her parents think? He couldn't imagine the answer to that.

Tang Yujin and Mo Yuan exchanged surprised looks. Tang Yujin leaned forward and rubbed Han Luo's small head. He smiled gently and said, "If little Luo wants, she can play with big brother Yujin. Isn't that right?"

Han Luo's eyes sparkled. She nodded excitedly. "Play with big brother Yujin! Play with big brother Yujin!"

Tang Yujin chuckled. "That's right, we can play all day." He looked at the Head Butler and declared, "You can leave. Tell the maids to bring some cakes and cookies. Little Luo must love cake!" Then he looked at the little girl and asked, "Right, little Luo?"

"Cake! Cake! Love! Love!" Han Luo nodded. She couldn't eat well during breakfast; she always felt the scathing eyes of her auntie and her cousins glaring at her. Little Luo was very hungry.

"As you wish, Young Master." After bowing politely, the Head Butler left.

"All right, cake for you!" Tang Yujin shifted his body to move to her left and pointed at Mo Yuan. "Little Luo, this is another big brother. Call him big brother Yuan."

Mo Yuan gnarled his eyebrows when he heard that. He chided, "What? Big brother Yuan? I don't want to be called that."

Han Luo was still a two year old child. She didn't understand what Mo Yuan said but sensed that this big brother didn't like her very well. He gave off the same air as her auntie and two cousins. Her body flinched in fright, but she then forced a smile. Little Luo bowed in the same spot and called out, "Big brother!" She didn't say anything to him afterwards.

Han Sheng Ming was already on fire. He roared at his friend, "How dare you talk like that to my cute little sister? What did she ever do to you?!"

Mo Yuan was reading a book beside the window. The sunlight came through the window and fell on his body. His pale skin glowed in the sunlight, and his navy blue shirt and black shorts shone. The boy's hair was brushed up to the right, allowing his gentle and composed appearance to be clearly visible.

Upon hearing his friend's complaint, Mo Yuan closed the book and frowned at Han Sheng Ming. "Sheng Ming, I do not like kids."

"I don't care! She is my sister!" Han Sheng Ming stubbornly replied.

"That thing from last time is also your sister." Mo Yuan reminded his friend about the time he went to the Han Family's main house. 'That thing' he mentioned is Han Luilui, who consistently disturbed him. His eyes sharpened as he glared at his friend.

Han Sheng Ming averted his eyes. "I wish she wasn't my sister, but I can't do anything about that. Little Luo Luo isn't like her."

"We will see." Mo Yuan took another book and started reading it.

The flame of anger within Han Sheng Ming still scorched. "You really don't have eyes. Luilui and mommy always bullies little Luo luo. You're also bullying her! You're no different from Luilui."

Mo Yuan's eyes twitched. He refused to be compared to someone as despicable as Han Luilui. He scowled at Han Sheng Ming.

"All right, all right! Cut it out, you two!" Tang Yujin butted in. "You are scaring the little girl." He took Han Luo's hand and softly suggested, "Let me read you some storybooks. I'm sure you'll like it!" A gentle aura radiated around him.

Han Luo smiled brightly again. "Okay!"

Han Sheng Ming found a place to sit. He sat there and took his own storybook. He wanted to read for a long time.

Tang Yujin took a book and had begun reading it to Han Luo. It was a fairytale. The story was about a prince who went into a dark forest and followed a witch, where he saw a tall tower. There was a princess of another kingdom locked up in the tower. She had unusually long hair – blonde hair which would shine whenever she sang. The witch used the princess' long hair to climb the tower. But one night, the prince mimicked the witch's voice and used the princess' hair to climb. The locked up princess saw the prince and fell in love with him. In the end, they ran away together. The prince and the princess got married and lived happily ever after.

"But… but…" Han Luo tugged Tang Yujin's yellow sleeve.

He asked her while smiling, "Hmm? What is it?"

"The witch? What… happened… the witch?"

Tang Yujin realized that he shouldn't let Han Luo know that the prince fought against the witch and killed her; it wouldn't be good for an innocent girl to hear about that. The shrewd boy responded, "She looked for the princess but could never find her."

Han Luo cried out, "Poor witch!"

Tang Yujin was stunned. He didn't think that she would think this way. "Why do you feel bad for the witch, little Luo?"

"Witch is lonely… lonely like… Luo…" Han Luo looked down. Her eyes slightly teared up.

Tang Yujin was muted in shock. He didn't know what to say, starting to regret reading the book to her.

Han Sheng Ming jumped out of his seat and strode towards Han Luo like a gale. He suddenly hugged her tightly. "Little Luo Luo isn't lonely. She has big brother Ming, big brother Yujin and my daddy."

"B-but… you… not… mommy… daddy…" Han Luo knew that, despite their love, the people around her were not her mommy nor her daddy. Her uncle said that mommy and daddy would never come back.. Little Luo had to visit them, yet even when she asked her auntie to let her see her mommy and daddy, Du Liu did not approve.