Chapter 21 — After Divorce, My Father Immediately Withdrawed 30 Billion Yuan, My Ex-Husband Went Bankrupt After Just Two Weeks

It's not the type of passionate love, nor are there any romantic vows. Just two adults, after each of them has gone through their own journeys in life, choosing to walk side by side calmly and firmly. He never said to me: "You should do this." What I always ask is:

"What do you want to do?"

You won't decide anything for me. But every time I needed a support, he was there. One time I worked overtime until 1am. He also waited downstairs until exactly one o'clock in the morning. As soon as he got down, he gave me a bowl of steaming wontons.

"I bought it at a roadside shop. It's still hot."

"How long have you been waiting?"

"Not long. Only read two chapters."

I sat in his car, eating wontons and looking at the quiet street in the middle of the night.

"Tham Van Chu... do you think I'm too busy?"

He shook his head.

"Everything I'm busy with is worth it."

I smiled.

"So do you find being with me boring? I don't know how to act like a babe, I'm not good at comforting others, and I don't know how to express my feelings."

"You don't have to act coy or try to coax anyone."

He looked at me, his eyes were gentle and warm.

"To Niem, what I like is the way you look when you can be yourself."

"Not anyone's daughter."

"Not anyone's ex-wife."

"Not anyone's general manager."

"It's just... To Niem."

I finished my bowl of wontons and looked up at him.

"So from now on, just be yourself."

"Stop buying me late-night snacks."

"I'm about to get fat."

"A little fat is also beautiful."

"You really know how to talk."

"I'm telling the truth."

I laughed. A smile comes from the bottom of the heart, without any burden or defense. When was the last time I laughed like that? Maybe a long time ago. When my parents were still just "a hardware store owner" and a "woman selling vegetables at the market". Three people crowded into the small house. Eat the cheapest popular meals. Watch the oldest TV. At that time, I didn't know what it was. I also don't understand the so-called status gap. I didn't know that in this world, there would be people who would use 100,000 yuan to value three years of love. Now I understand. But I also understand something else. A life is not defined by how bad people you have encountered. Which is determined by... How you got out of those bad things. Got out already. The market value of Thuc Lan Group officially exceeded the five hundred billion yuan mark. Bac Vien Energy has become a global leader in the solid-state battery sector, accounting for twenty-eight percent of the market share, and listed on both Nasdaq and the Hong Kong Stock Exchange. As the largest shareholder of Bo Vien Nang Luong and General Director of Thuc Lan Group, I was honored twice in a row in Forbes' list of China's Most Influential Women. My parents moved to Dali, Yunnan. The two bought a small house on the shore of Er Hai Lake. Every day, dad fishes, reads books, drinks tea. Mom grows flowers, cooks, and chats with neighbors. A simple retirement life like many people. If you accidentally meet them in Dali, surely no one will expect... The old man wearing a grass hat Sitting on the other side of the fish rod is the founder of Dinh Thinh Capital. And the woman watering flowers in the yard used to be the legal representative of a corporation with a turnover of ninety-two billion yuan. They are very satisfied. And so do I. Tham Van Chu proposed to me. Right in Dali. Right next to Er Hai Lake. Right in my parents' yard. He knelt down on one knee and took out a small box. The ring inside is not large at all. But the inside is engraved with an inscription. My mother stood next to me, her eyes red with emotion, constantly wiping her tears. Dad was still sitting on the fishing chair, not even bothering to turn his head.

"If you kneel, then agree."

I looked into Tham Van Chu's eyes. Clarity. Sincerely. Without any calculations. Our wedding was very simple. There is no Paris. No Ginza. There are also no three-star Michelin restaurants. Only held right at home in Dali. Set up four small banquet tables. There are not many guests. Ha Kien Quan. Zhou Yuanhang. Tran Lap Xuyen. Some of the company's core managers. With my parents' old friends. Lam So was my bridesmaid. She was wearing a light pink dress, holding a camera and running everywhere taking pictures.

"To Niem, you finally agreed to get married."

I laughed.

"What about you?"

"What about me?"

Lam So shrugged.

"I'm busy building my financial media empire."

"There's no time to get married."

"You really have a strong mouth."

"What's wrong with being strong? Isn't it nice to be single as a noble?"

Saying this, she suddenly leaned close to my ear and lowered her voice.

"To Niem..."

"Do you know where... Luc Canh Dien is now?"