Suspicious whispers

Tears spilled out of Wenqian's eyes as she tremblingly hugged her daughter. "Danya…you are okay. You are safe…I was so terrified. I am sorry, dear. It's all my fault. I was irresponsible…" she broke down.

Danya patted her mother's back. "I am fine, Mom. Pretty sister, pretty brother and handsome brother helped me a lot!"

Wenqian stiffened. She looked at Jia, Bojing and Mingshen with hostility in her eyes.

Jia stood before her. "Your daughter is now safe, Mam. Yang Mingshen has checked her as well. She isn't physically injured either."

Wenqian pressed her lips in silence.

Jia could easily read her mood.

She is happy to see Danya okay but bitter about the cops' involvement. The hatred runs deep…

Nevertheless, Jia was simply happy to reunite a mother and daughter. She looked around to see if Huayuan's leader accompanied Wenqian, but she saw nobody.

"Get going."

Huojin coldly ordered and pushed Hao Rongjun towards the police car, who kept resisting the arrest.

"Wenqian! Wenqian!" His face hungrily shone at her sight, making Jia and Huojin disgusted. "You came for me…Tell these cops how much we love each other! It's all a misunderstanding-"

*SLAP*

Instead of the loving hug he had imagined, Wenqian greeted him with a loud slap. "You fucking bastard!"

Bojing quickly hopped over to Danya's side and covered her ears.

She scrunched her brows. "Pretty Brother, why are you covering my ears?"

"C-cursing is not good for children to hear…"

"Hahaha. It's okay! My uncles and aunts at home curse and fight each other a lot. I am used to it," she grinned.

"..."

What kind of an education is Danya getting in Huayuan? He burst into tears again.

"Don't worry, pretty brother. The leader has taught me not to use curse words to anybody outside."

Bojing beamed in relief with imaginary flowers blooming around his head.

"Because it's better to beat them between their thighs instead. Then there will be no need to use any curse words because we will have cursed their li-lin…n-next generation! " Danya seriously nodded.

"..."

The imaginary flowers wilted.

Danya's eyes lit as if she found some answer. "Oh the leader was talking about dick! That's why the handsome brother said that it's a man's precious tool between the thighs! The leader never told me why to hit only between the thighs even when I ask so many times!" she pouted. "But I got my answer now!" She merrily chirped.

Only Bojing looked as if he lost his soul.

Seriously, what education is Danya getting in Huayuan? He cried.

"Wenqian…Wenqian, how can you sl-slap me!" Hao Rongjun asked, stunned.

"I want to fucking kill you instead!" Wenqian exclaimed in fury. "How dare you touch my daughter!? You targeted my Danya just because I rejected you! You are a fucking coward!"

She grabbed his collar, trying to strangle him but Huojin quickly stepped in between. "Miss Wenqian, please calm down. Hao Rongjun will get his due punishment by the law."

Jia held her back. "I understand your anger. But please rest assured, Miss Wenqian. Hao Rongjun and all his underlings have a long jail sentence ahead of them. They won't ever be able to trouble you or Danya again."

Wenqian gritted her teeth but as she looked into Jia's firm gaze, she found herself gradually calming down. She quickly shook her away from Jia though.

"...I don't need the cops' assurance," she looked away.

Huojin grimaced at Hao Rongjun. "Start walking ahead."

Hao Rongjun looked as if he went into shock and started mumbling quietly to himself, "Not possible….not possible…Wenqian is mine. They said that Wenqian will be mine if I do this…"

Jia jerked her head towards him, bewildered. She blinked a few times. It was only her who faintly caught his mumbling words.

"Wait."

Huojin asked, "What's wrong?"

Jia stood closer to Hao Rongjun and asked with a squinted gaze, "What did you say just now?"

"Wenqian is mine…Wenqian is mine…If I take Danya, then Wenqian will be mine…" he started laughing to himself.

"Hao Rongjun, I am asking you something. You just said that 'they' said that Miss. Wenqian will be yours if you do this. Who are you talking about?"

Huojin was surprised. "He said that? I did hear him whispering to himself though."

"Yeah, he said so towards the end."

Jia sharply said, "Hao Rongjun, answer my question."

But he never uttered those words again and only kept chanting that Wenqian would be his.

Jia pressed her temple. "Take him away for now. We will interrogate him later."

Huojin nodded.

She looked back at Wenqian, who looked slightly pale. "Miss. Wenqian, do you know who Hao Rongjun might be talking about?"

"...No," she stiffly said. "I don't know anything. That bastard is in jail and Danya is safe. That's all I want."

"If what Hao Rongjun implies is true, then this case is not yet over, Miss. Wenqian because it seems like somebody fed his ears to kidnap Danya. If this is true, then that person is equally the culprit."

"I don't know anything!"

She grabbed Danya's hand and said, "We are leaving. I won't thank you for your meddling so please make sure you don't interfere in our matters again."

Jia narrowed her eyes. "But then where is your leader if the police were assured of Danya's safety? You came here alone."

She smiled. "You don't need to worry about that. The people of Huayuan are way more reliable than the cops at any time. We know what we are doing."

Wenqian left with Danya who turned and happily waved them goodbye. "Bye bye, pretty sister, pretty brother, handsome brother!"

Jia smiled and waved back. Her gaze softened seeing the mother-daughter pair back together.

Bojing nervously asked, "S-sis Jia, will you be alright? You weren't supposed to take the case, right? When you go back to the headquarters…"

She assured him. "Don't worry. I will handle it."

Mingshen smirked. "Should I put in a good word for your valor, my dear?"

"How about I put in a word for you to dump you into jail on account of obstruction in investigation and justice?"

He chuckled. "Well my Spicy. That will only be valid if you escape unscathed from the consequences of disregarding Commissioner Zhong's orders~"

Jia cracked her knuckles and smiled alarmingly. "That's my worry for tomorrow, Yang Mingshen. Right now, you worry about your present. For interfering in my mission, I hope you are ready for your handsome face to get a few punches. Let's begin with your doom, shall we?"