You Were My Only One

Younan Tang suddenly became flustered as he watched her turn sorrowfully. He reached out to catch her, but only the cold air. His heart was horribly empty and he said sharply,“Scarlet Song, you will never leave me without my signature.”

With a bitter smile, she stopped and whispered, “Younan Tang, your uncle went to the police station last night. Do you really think he knows nothing?”

Younan was like struck by lightning.

Scarlet rose to walk away, out of his sight, slowly, slowly...out of his life.

Back in the living room, without Mrs. Song and Mr Song, Harry stood by a French window. He dressed only in a white shirt with his sleeves half rolled up and the watch on his left wrist exposed. His hands were in the pockets of his trousers. His figure was long and straight, well-proportioned and meticulous. Hearing footsteps behind him, he turned and stared at her with searching eyes.

When Scarlet met his eyes, her heart skipped a beat, because he was looking at her, too.

unfathomable as if he wanted to look into her

turn, unwilling to expose her thoughts to those piercing glances. She hurried over to the sofa, picked up

woman who tried to made

she was afraid of indigestion.

grabbed

“…”

past Younan who was still in the yard. Scarlet kept straight eyes

uneasy at the sight of Scarlet staying with his uncle. Scarlet just said that his uncle had gone to the police station last night, too. With his connections, he could

and say nothing. What does he

Harry stared at him with a look so faint. It was impossible to tell what he was really thinking.