Chapter 6 — After Divorce, We Learn to Love Again

"Tram Chu."

"Did you do anything wrong to Niem Niem?"

"So why does she want a divorce?"

"Auntie, what I need to know now is whether she is in Giang Thanh or not."

"Do not have."

My mother's voice immediately turned cold.

"He hasn't called home for more than half a year."

"The last contact was when he proactively called his father to borrow some money, saying he was in need. After we transferred the money, he didn't mention anything else."

"Borrow money?"

Co Tram Chu's voice suddenly changed.

"How much did she borrow?"

"Five hundred thousand."

"She... lacks money?"

My mother smiled coldly.

"In three years of being your wife, has there ever been a time when she hasn't been short of money?"

"When she married the Co family, she brought with her more than twenty sets of jewelry, three real estate properties and two business premises."

"Try to look..."

"What's left in his hand now?"

On the other end of the line... Complete silence.

"We originally didn't want to interfere."

My mother spoke slowly.

"A girl is married, it's her choice to live well or not."

"But you also know how to count Niem Niem."

"No matter how hard it is, it will bear it on its own."

"Never complained to my parents."

"The time he opened his mouth to borrow money, I knew something was wrong."

"A righteous and righteous old lady..."

"I had to go back to my mother's house to borrow five hundred thousand."

Co Tram Chu just spoke. My father snatched the phone back.

"Don't talk around me."

His voice was as hard as steel.

"Co Tram Chu."

"When I married my daughter to you..."

"What did you promise?"

"You said you would treat it well."

"So what was the result?"

"How does your mother treat him?"

"What about yourself?"

"It once told us..."

"Sometimes I don't see my husband even a few times a month."

"Uncle Khuong, this..."

"Don't beat around the bush."

My father shouted loudly.

"Now you answer me."

"My daughter..."

"Was he forced by you to the point that he had to leave?"

The other end of the line fell silent. A long time later. Co Tram Chu replied hoarsely.

"I... don't know."

Just three words. As if it took all my strength to get it out of my throat.

"Don't know?"

My father was so angry that he was shaking.

"You are the General Director of the Co group."

"And yet you don't even know the reason why your wife left?"

Co Tram Chu closed his eyes. Hoarse voice.

"She brought two children with her."

"Two children?"

"It's our child."

"Twins."

"She hid her birth."

In that moment... Both ends of the phone fell into silence. My dad and mom looked at each other. Surprise was evident in both of their eyes. Didn't know either. I never told anyone.

"What did you just say?"

My father's voice choked.

"Nem Niem..."

"Have you given birth?"

"One boy and one girl."

"Born on the twenty-ninth day of December."

"In a private mansion on the outskirts of Beijing."

My father tightened his grip on the phone.

"So do you know..."

"When my daughter gave birth..."

"Are you anywhere?"

"At the company's year-end party."

My father hung up the phone. I heard that before the hang up. He only said one sentence.

"Co Tram Chu..."

"You don't deserve it."

My first morning in Tinh City... I was woken up by Lac Lac's cry. I'm hungry. I quickly got up to make milk. He was so confused that he didn't adjust the water temperature correctly and burned his fingertips. Thanh Hoa immediately ran over.

"Miss Khuong, let me do it."

I shook my head slightly.

"Call me Niem Niem."

"Don't call me miss Khuong too."

"Now I am no longer Ms. Khuong."

"It's no longer Mrs. Co."

"I just..."

"A normal mother."

"A mother raising two children."

I lowered my head to look at Lac Lac holding a bottle of milk and drinking deliciously. The corners of the lips suddenly curled up. The kid looks like me. Round face. The bridge of the nose is slightly upturned. Every time she smiles, her tiny dimples are revealed. As for An An... She looks exactly like Co Tram Chu. Clear facial features. Every time I don't cry. She is always serious like a miniature adult. Aunt Chu walked over carrying a bowl of hot porridge.

"Nem Niem."

"How do you plan to live in the future?"

"Let's settle down first."

"Wait until you two are a little older..."

"I'll go to work."

"What are you planning on doing?"

"Restarting business in the logistics industry."

Aunt Chu was bewildered.

"Logistics?"

"The Khuong family works in international shipping. Since I was a child, I grew up among ships and seaports. Tinh City is the maritime transit center of Southeast Asia, with great advantages in terms of ports. I plan to start with logistics for cross-border e-commerce, initially accepting small orders."

"But your startup capital..."

"One million seven hundred thousand yuan is enough. Labor and space costs in Tinh city are much lower than city A. Logistics for e-commerce in the early stages does not require too much investment, the most important thing is still to build a network."

"Did you plan all of these things in advance?"

"I've been counting for three months."

During the nights I stayed at the mansion, I held my baby in one hand while I used the other hand to flip through the pages of the market analysis report. Lac Lac is very obedient, every time she feeds she just quietly lies in my lap. On the contrary, An An always likes to use her tiny hand to hold her mother's shirt. I comforted my child and read each business plan. That was the time when I was the poorest, most struggling... but also the most alert in my life. It was during those days that I truly understood something. Three years of being married to Co Tram Chu... I lost myself. Before getting married, I was the eldest lady of the Khuong family. At the age of eighteen, he followed his father around the shipping routes. At the age of twenty, he earned a master's degree in logistics management.