Chapter 8 — After Seeing Through It, I No Longer Love You

Tu Ngang (23:17): Mom, I'm home. Ngo Que Lan (23:18): Yes, have you met Ninh Ninh? How was the conversation? Tu Ngang (23:20): It's so loud, she can't hear it, she only has that house in her eyes. Ngo Que Lan (23:22): Mom said it, she looks gentle, but has a lot of thoughts, 5000,000 yuan said to buy is to buy, without saying a word, obviously to be wary of you. Tu Ngang (23:25): The money her father gave her, she can spend it however she wants. I was originally too lazy to manage it, but this amount is too big. If we really think about ourselves, think about our parents, we must prioritize the two of us first, what will be the results? Smash it all into yourself. Ngo Que Lan (23:28): Son, I told you, choosing a girlfriend can't just look at her appearance, you also have to look at her mind and see if she understands the situation. Lam Ninh's father spoiled him so much that he only thought about himself. Talking to her about your feelings won't help, you have to tighten it up. Tu Ngang (23:30): How to tighten? Today I said it was too bad, she cried like rain, but still refused to return the house, nor did she refuse to add my name. Ngo Que Lan (23:33): Crying is right, it shows that she is guilty and scared, but is still trying hard, because she thinks I can't leave her. She thinks the house is in her name and belongs to her. You have to make her understand that without you, she is nothing. Tu Ngang (23:35): Mom means... Ngo Que Lan (23:37): Be cold, don't come back, don't contact. If a woman is cold, she will panic, and when she panics, she will easily soften. When she takes the initiative to look for her child, her attitude will naturally lower, and then the conditions will be easier to give. Tu Ngang (23:40): But what if she doesn't find me? Sometimes she is very stubborn. Ngo Que Lan (23:42): Just let it dry for a few more days, you won't lose anything. If she really doesn't look for you, it shows that she doesn't care about you, and this kind of daughter-in-law will be troublesome if she marries you. Consider it a chance to test how sincere she is towards you. Tu Ngang (23:45): Okay, listen to me. Oh mom, I see that her father can easily take out 500,000 yuan, there must be a lot of money left. After getting married, you have to slowly move towards yourself, otherwise it will be a loss. Ngo Que Lan (23:48): Mom understands. So this time adding the name is the first step, we have to make sure. As long as the child's name is on the house book, everything will be easy to talk about in the future. Your dad has liked that SUV for a long time, so when this happened, I paid to buy it for you. Tu Ngang (23:50): Thank you mom, you're still planning on going far away. The chat stopped there. I looked at those words, as if my throat was choked. Every word is like a poisoned knife, stabbing straight into the heart. It turns out... it wasn't something I said in anger. It's a pre-planned game.

"Be cold towards her", "wait for her to take the initiative", "see how sincere she is", "slowly transfer money to me", "otherwise it will be a loss"...

It turns out that those three years of gentleness, before the benefits... were not worth a penny. It turned out that in their eyes, I was just a "selfish" person, "not understanding" and a prey that needed to be "squeezed". It turns out that the so-called feelings, the so-called future... in front of this school district house, is just a chessboard that is gradually squeezed. My hands shook so badly I almost dropped the phone. I took a deep breath and forced myself to continue reading. Behind are the passages where she taught Tu Ngang how to make insinuations in front of relatives and friends, pushing me into the image of "not caring about the elderly" and "not understanding" to gain a moral advantage. There is also a plan... after I soften, I will gradually make requests new. For example, money in the house after marriage must be managed by them. For example, they told me to let my father give more money to "foster" their small family. For example, urging me to get pregnant quickly, using the child to tie me down. Every sentence, every word, chills to the bone. I just feel cold inside and out. Before, I always thought that Tu Ngang was just a bit patriarchal and a bit realistic. I even found a reason for him, saying that he spoke harshly because of filial piety and great pressure. Now I understand… It wasn't a slip of the tongue. Which is nature. That was not a slip of the tongue. But it's a sincere word. It is the most sincere intention of him and his mother. I trembled and exited the chat list. There are still a few staples on the top. Besides me, besides “Mom”, there is another name.

“Chau Lam”.

The profile photo is a corner of a hot coffee shop, leaning sideways is the silhouette of a woman dressed neatly and delicately. My heart skipped a beat. I know this person. A big customer of Tu Ngang company, over thirty years old, divorced, opened his own design studio, both has money and knows how to live. He mentioned it a few times, saying she was "difficult but talented", and if she got the project, the commission would be huge. At that time, I was joking, telling him to be careful not to be seduced by the mistress. He pinched my cheeks and told me I was jealous. But now... As if controlled by some force, I clicked on that chat box. The last line, is a message from half an hour ago.

"Mr. Tham, do you still have an appointment this weekend? I already booked the French restaurant, can you confirm the time?"

Accompanied by a winking icon. My mind is buzzing. I stared at that line, my throat tight. French restaurant. Already booked. I pulled up. The messages flashed by like pieces of paper being torn apart, revealing things I had never seen before. A week ago. Chau Lam: You've worked hard today, the plan is good, can you consider drinking a glass as a reward? Tu Ngang: We have to see if Boss Chau respects him or not. Chau Lam: I've already taken the initiative and you still act polite, so shall I change partners? Tu Ngang: Then I have to "sacrifice my reputation" a bit to cooperate with boss Chau. Below is a photo of two glasses of wine together, dim lights in a newly opened Japanese restaurant. I kept pulling.