17 HAN LUO IS HUNGRY

The maid's heart ached for the little girl. She carried Han Luo into the kitchen. The kitchen staff and the chef looked at the two in surprise. The staff were all female, and the chef was a fifty year old woman. She asked, "Why did you bring the kid here? It's dangerous for children to be in the kitchen."

The maid replied, "The little miss didn't eat anything even after leaving the house."

The kitchen staff gasped in unison. "What?"

The cook exclaimed worriedly, "She must be starving!"

"Look at her small face! So pitiful!"

"How could her own family starve her?"

"I should have given her a lunch box when she went out." The maid regretted that she didn't do so. Who knew that her auntie would starve her?

The kitchen staff came forward and softly spoke to Han Luo. "I just baked some macarons. Would you like some?"

Han Luo silently nodded – she was too weak to speak or smile.

The kitchen staff handed her a pink macaron. Han Luo slowly took it and gave it a bite, with her small pearl-like teeth. After tasting it, her eyes sparkled in delight. She grinned at the kitchen staff who baked it while slowly finishing off the macaron.

The staff were overwhelmed. "Oh my! She has quite the way of expressing her gratitude. I like her already." One of the kitchen staff put Han Luo on the kitchen counter and gave her a full bowl of macarons. "Here, have all of them."

The chef asked, "Isn't she the little princess of the Han Family? Her father was the President before they had the accident. President Han had a good reputation. His wife as well. To think that their only child is suffering like this…"

"It must be because of jealousy." The maid firmly declared.

"Jealousy?" Since they are all female workers, they like to gossip; the maid just sparked their curiosity.

"Maybe Madam Han is jealous that her husband is the Vice President, but his younger brother is the President."

"That makes sense. President Han Ying Wei is handsome and intelligent. He has the name and fame, but his older brother gets nothing. As petty and narrow minded Madam Han is, being the wife of the oldest son must be hard on her."

"Maybe it could be that Madam Han likes President Han! He is so good looking. I heard that many women cried when he got married!"

"Or it could be that, because President Han's wife was more beautiful and kinder than her, Madam Han was jealous and is lashing out her jealousy on her daughter."

"She must be heartbroken since President Han chose a good woman."

"It could also be that Vice President Han likes President Han's wife – what do you all think?"

"You are right! That would make Madam Han hate this little miss."

"Little miss has to grow up fast or she'll probably be sold by Madam Han."

"What a cold-blooded snake! What type of auntie would starve their own niece? A child! Jeez!"

"True say!"

While Han Luo was filling up her stomach with great joy, all the female staff were badmouthing Du Liu.

On her way back home, Du Liu suddenly sneezed. "What's wrong with me? Is there dust somewhere?" But she couldn't figure it out.

The next day, Tang Yujin sighed. "Sheng Ming, please do something about your sisters. I can't take this anymore!"

Han Sheng Ming was seething in anger. It was already hard for him to control his temper. The only reason he was holding back was because he was afraid of making Han Luo scared of him. If she gets scared of him and never wants to talk to him again, he would go as far as killing himself.

It had been two days since Han Luilui and Han Wanwan came to live in the Tang Mansion. Their entrance made the whole world turn upside down. Every day, they would wake up late yet would still willfully demand their favorite meals. If they got their favorite meal, they would waste it. If they didn't get their favorite meal, they would cry.

And then there was Han Luilui, always running after Mo Yuan. Mo Yuan was so infuriated that he pushed Han Luilui. She couldn't keep her balance and fell right into the lake.

Everyone was secretly praying that she could catch a fever so that she could shut up for a good few days. But of course, she didn't catch a fever. To make matters worse, the headstrong girl started complaining about the Tang Family's bad hospitality.

Then there was also Han Wanwan, whose duty was to keep an eye on Han Luo. She was only two months older than Han Luo yet acted as though she were ten years older than her. Han Wanwan envied Han Luo – why she woke up early to play with Tang Yujin, why she got a cute room with a single bed, why she got an extra meal, why the servants adored her, why they cared for her more than the other two girls; the list could go on and on.

Han Wanwan would complain to her elder sister about Han Luo's behavior. Afterwards, the two sisters would gang up and interrogate Han Luo. They would prattle on and say mean things to her. But Han Sheng Ming would eventually come and twist his sisters' ears until they begged for mercy.

Aside from this, they would pluck flowers from the garden, dirty the fountain's water, catch pet birds and even tear their wings. In the end, the guard dog chased them inside the house, out of annoyance.

Either way, the two daughters of Du Liu shattered her dream of becoming an in-law of the Tang Family and the Mo Family, without even realizing.

Everyone compared the two sisters with Han Luo. While they created havoc, Han Luo peacefully played with Tang Yujin and Han Sheng Ming. She would playfully chase the pet birds and run with the guard dog. Whenever she saw someone, she would smile at them. Han Luo also avoided Mo Yuan. When he was around, she stopped being playful. Since he was already inflamed, she didn't dare add fuel to the fire.

Mo Yuan wished that he could leave his friend's house. It was all his parents' fault – they strictly told him not to stay alone, so he had to live with friends until they came back from abroad. He could do nothing but try to survive in this hellhole.