‘The victims’ heads and hearts are missing,’ Hao Yan Che said. ‘Yi Tu, do you think the killer ate their hearts or sold their hearts?’

Yi Tu pursed his dry lips.

‘The injuries on the victims’ bodies looked like the killer used their teeth to bite chunks of flesh off the victims’ bodies,’ Hao Yan Che said.

Yi Tu’s shirt was drenched in sweat.

Hao Yan Che held one of the victims’ photo in front of Yi Tu.

‘Yi Tu, do you think the killer is a demon?’ Hao Yan Che asked.

‘Young master, what do you want me to do?’ Jia Tu asked.

Jia Tu covered his mouth. He didn’t want to vomit on Hao Yan Che.

‘Tell Ming to ask his people in New York to find out the killer’s identity,’ Hao Yan Che said.

‘Young master, do you suspect the killer is one of your subjects?’ Yi Tu asked.

‘Um,’ Hao Yan Che said. ‘In the last few years, demons have kept a low key. But it doesn’t mean their thirst for blood has lessen.’

Hao Yan Che stood, and walked to the door.

‘Young master, where are you going?’ Yi Tu asked. ‘I can take young master there.’

‘I’m going to the Yuan Mansion,’ Hao Yan Che said. ‘Go do your duties. You know I’m not a patient person.’

Hao Yan Che left his office, and Yi Tu packed up the victims’ files and photos.

Later at the Yuan Mansion’s living room, Yuan Ting Liu poured the tea he brewed himself into two tea cups. Brewing tea helped Yuan Ting Liu kill time, but the icy young man in front of him didn’t know how to appreciate good tea.

Hao Yan Che couldn’t correlate his rice ball and Yuan Ting Liu together. Yuan Gun Gun was right, she didn’t inherit any of Yuan Ting Liu’s intelligence.

‘Mr Hao, why did you come here to see me?’ Yuan Ting Liu asked.

‘I want to marry Yuan Gun Gun,’ Hao Yan Che said.

‘What do you think my answer is?’ Yuan Ting Liu asked.

‘You’ll give your answer soon,’ Hao Yan Che said.

‘Do you love my little girl?’ Yuan Ting Liu asked.

Yuan Ting Liu and Hao Yan Che were two of the same kind. They didn’t need to mince words with each other.

‘I love her,’ Hao Yan Che said.

Yuan Ting Liu wasn’t surprised by Hao Yan Che’s answer.

‘What about Gun Gun?’ Yuan Ting Liu asked. ‘Does she love you?’

‘She loves me,’ Hao Yan Che said.

‘I promised your parents that if you and Gun Gun love each other during the three years being together, I’ll give my blessing for you to marry Gun Gun,’ Yuan Ting Liu said. ‘Besides, you’ve tarnished my little girl’s innocence.’

‘You and your wife can discuss with my parents about her dowry and an auspicious day for you to hand her over to me,’ Hao Yan Che said.

Hao Yan Che’s tone of voice sounded like he was buying a pet at a pet store.

‘Has Gun Gun agreed to marry you?’ Yuan Ting Liu asked.

‘She’ll agree,’ Hao Yan Che said.

‘Is that so?’ Yuan Ting Liu asked.

Hao Yan Che’s brows creased.

‘Stay for dinner,’ Yuan Ting Liu said. ‘Then bring home a box of your mother-in-law’s dinner dishes for Gun Gun. If you ask Gun Gun to marry you while she’s eating her mummy’s dinner dishes, perhaps she’ll say yes.’

‘Alright,’ Hao Yan Che said.

At the Hao Mansion’s front porch at ten at night, Yuan Gun Gun sat on a chair and waited anxiously for Hao Yan Che to come home.

‘Little girl, what are you doing?’ Qi Tu asked. He sat on the chair next to Yuan Gun Gun. ‘Did you change professions? Are you a security guard now?’

Xiao Yuan sat on Yuan Gun Gun’s lap, Xiao Chen was coiled around Yuan Gun Gun’s arm, Xiao Bi sat on Yuan Gun Gun’s shoulder and Xiao Gun rolled in a ball inside Yuan Gun Gun’s pocket.

‘What’s wrong?’ Qi Tu asked.

‘Che isn’t home,’ Yuan Gun Gun said. ‘He promised he would come home early.’

‘Your young master isn’t home?’ Qi Tu asked.

‘Yes,’ Yuan Gun Gun said and looked sadly at Xiao Yuan.

‘Do you miss him?’ Qi Tu asked.

Qi Tu rubbed Yuan Gun Gun’s head and pinched her pink face.

‘Turning pink after someone teases you a little is your specialty,’ Qi Tu teased.

Yuan Gun Gun pushed Qi Tu’s hand aways from her head and face.

Hao Yan Che arrived home. He wasn’t impressed to see Qi Tu touching Yuan Gun Gun and her small friends on her lap.

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End of Chapter 118