"Just let her go? Just like that?" Ai Luohua didn't want to waste her efforts.
"What do you suggest then?"
"Make her confess about Su Yan, it would equally expose his identity!" Suddenly, another voice interjected.
Ai Luohua quickly stood up, "Brother!"
And there was Ai Luohua's brother, Aibolo.
Though he bore some resemblance to Ai Luohua, revealing their brotherhood, the members of the Meng Luo family were all handsome. However, there was a clear difference between his persona and Ai Luohua's. Ai Luohua still had a childlike air about him - a spoiled rich kid. Aibolo, on the other hand, embodied a leader - his eyes were filled with ruthless ambition.
Seeing him, Murong Che frowned and something told him that this feeling wouldn't be good.
"She won't confess. Since she met Su Yan and didn't recognize him, she must have made some promise to him. If she made a promise, she won't break it. Let her go, she's useless."
