Chapter 11 — After Remarrying, I Lost You Forever

The old man tapped his cane hard on the floor. He knew that his nephew was stubborn and didn't give up until he achieved his goal, but he didn't expect that he would risk everything for a woman. What a myth! The more he wanted to find Le Tri Dien, the more he did not tolerate this mistake. He coldly ordered: "Lock the young master's card, and forbid him from leaving Beijing for one month!" Without support tools, Pho Chieu Da became even more frustrated. The secretary on the other side still had no news, he had to go find it himself. He returned to the main house. Luc Vi is on duty arranging flowers next to the Old Master. Pho Chieu Da's eyes paused, he suddenly understood everything. No wonder his grandfather knew about Le Tri Dien leaving, no wonder he confiscated his powers and didn't let him go find her. It turned out to be Luc Vi's intention. The old man glanced at him: "Chieu Da, Vi Vi have been at the main house serving you for a whole week now. I heard that you two used to spend time together in the fishing village, she was still pregnant, and almost gave birth to the Pho family's great-grandchild."

“If it weren't for Le Tri Dien, how could our great-grandson have passed away?”

“You will never allow Le Tri Dien to step foot into the Pho family's house again.”

After being married for so many years, because of Le Tri Dien's "stone maiden" disease, the Pho family never had an heir. The only child died because of her, the old man could never give her a good look.

"Luc Vi is a good kid, you two should get married."

"I will have someone prepare the wedding ceremony. Chieu Da, you are no longer a child, you know full well what it means for you and this house to have no heir."

I know clearly, but I can't betray Le Tri Dien any more. She left because of Luc Vi. If she knew what kind of relationship he had with her, she would never forgive him for the rest of her life.

“Grandpa, can you stop meddling in your grandson's affairs?”

“I have my own moderation.”

He sighed helplessly. Still unable to find her whereabouts, the anger in her chest that her grandfather added fuel to the fire burned even more fiercely. He tugged on Luc Vi's hand:

“You and I have something to talk about.”

He walked very long, she struggled to follow, her face showing a warm expression: "Chieu Da, please walk slowly, I just had a miscarriage, my body is still weak." His fingers tightened around her, his eyes stopped at those proud eyes:

“Luc Vi, did I not speak clearly enough?”

"I will never be with you. Tomorrow's plane ticket, don't forget it."

“Once you go abroad, never contact anyone in the Pho family again!”

His heart is very cruel, except Le Tri Dien, no one can soften his heart. Luc Vi clearly knew this principle, so he sought support from the Old Master. Luc Vi clung to his arm, softly leaning against him, her voice innocent: "Chieu Da, do you really want to give up love like that?" She held his hand and placed it on her belly: "At least, this place once held our child, don't you have any feelings for me?"

"Le Tri Dien doesn't love you, but I love you, we are a match made in heaven."

“As long as we get married, we can still have children, do you prefer a boy or a girl?”

His fingers paused slightly. When she is with Le Tri Dien, she often puts her head on his leg, looks up at him and asks if he likes boys or girls. At that time, he replied: "I like whether it's a boy or a girl, as long as it's from you. If we have one." child, I will be good to you, good to you.” She smiled very sweetly. She has many times drawn a scenario where, when she has a child, the family of three will walk on the beach, the child standing in the middle holding the two of them's hands. He also imagined that scene, so warm and sweet. Pho Chieu Da withdrew his hand, his eyes full of warning glanced at Luc Vi:

“Don't let me find out what else you're up to.”

“Luc Vi, you know my tricks well. Since I don't want to forgive you, you won't live as well as die."