Chapter 12 — After the Divorce, I Stopped Paying for My Mother-in-Law's Medicine

Just finished listening. Trieu Que Lan immediately shouted.

"Impossible!"

“If I do that, how will I have the face to meet other people in the future?”

To Minh Nghi looked at her coldly.

“When she went to the store, people were rioting…”

“When she caused trouble at the birthday party…”

“Have you ever thought about how other people have to live?”

Trieu Que Lan immediately choked. Giang Dieu Xuyen closed his eyes. It took a while to open it.

“I posted.”

Hua Man's expression immediately changed.

“Dieu Xuyen!”

But he didn't look at her. Just take out your phone. Fingers stay on the screen for a long time. Finally start typing. I looked at the content that appeared.

"Because my mother did not preserve it carefully, she misunderstood that Tham Duong took the baby's gold bracelet, affecting her. I would like to apologize on behalf of the family."

I immediately said: Giang Dieu Xuyen raised his head. His eyes clearly showed fatigue.

“So what else do you want?”

I pointed at the screen.

“It's not a misunderstanding.”

“It's baseless criticism.”

“It's not because of careless preservation.”

“It was taken voluntarily.”

“It's not about influencing.”

"It's damaging your reputation."

The blue veins on Giang Diec Xuyen's temple twitched. But in the end, it still had to be deleted and corrected. Hua Man bowed her head and cried.

“Why must it be done to such an unsightly level?”

Tieu Vu immediately responded:

“Are you beautiful when you slander others?”

The message has just been sent. The Giang family's group of relatives immediately became excited.

“Was it Que Lan who took it?”

"So yesterday at the birthday party, saying that Tham Duong stole money from the Giang family was also a lie?"

“Dieu Xuyen, your mother is really doing too much about this.”

Trieu Que Lan immediately rushed over and snatched the phone.

“Who says I'm too much?”

“Who is speaking ill of me?”

But this time. Giang Diec Xuyen took back the phone. For the first time, I didn't comfort her. Don't protect her. He just looked at me. Eyes full of fatigue.

“Is it okay now?”

I nodded.

“Today is okay.”

He stopped.

“What about later?”

I looked at Hua Man who was stiff on the hospital bed. Looking again at Trieu Que Lan who was going crazy over the comments in the group. Then calmly replied:

“Later…”

“Don't show up at my store again.”

To Minh Nghi leaned on his cane and turned to leave. Before walking out the door. She left a sentence.

“Shen Duong.”

“Before noon tomorrow.”

“Give me the answer.”

Giang Diec Xuyen immediately raised his head.

“What answer?”

I passed him. Don't stop. Also no explanation.

“It has nothing to do with you.”

Noon the next day. I brought a box of freshly made flower waffles to Thanh Hoa Vien. To Minh Nghi was already waiting in the yard. She did not immediately ask my decision. Just push the cake box towards you. Cut a small piece. Then quietly said:

“This time it's less sweet than yesterday.”

I smiled.

“Yesterday after eating cake, she immediately drank two sips of tea.”

“Probably don't like the taste being too sweet.”

To Minh Nghi raised his head and looked at me. A look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

“Very subtle observation.”

A gentle breeze blew through the old cinnamon tree in the yard. The faint fragrance spreads in the air. Today's conversation... is truly the biggest turning point since my divorce. The assistant placed the contest documents on the table.

“Boss Tham.”

“Today is the deadline to receive registration documents.”

“This poll doesn't just evaluate taste.”

“But also evaluate the love story brand, heritage value and store reputation.”

“The An family will participate.”

“In addition, Ms. Hua also asked someone to introduce a new brand.”

I raised my head.

“Man Xuyen.”

I frowned slightly.

“Man Xuyen?”

The assistant nodded.

“Hua Man and Jiang Yichuan.”

“Even the brand name has been prepared.”

Tieu Vu, sitting next to him, almost hit the table when he heard this.

“Are they sick?”

“Stealing your customers is not enough.”

“Are you still planning to open a shop to take away my sister's food?”

To Minh Nghi looked at me.

“Are you afraid?”

I replied very calmly.

“I'm just afraid of trouble.”

The corners of her lips curled up.

“People who are afraid of trouble…”

“I won't call the police yesterday.”

I picked up the file.

“Then I'll join.”

The assistant immediately brought the pen over. I signed down the application. The moment the tip of the pen leaves the paper. Suddenly, the sound of footsteps rang out outside. A moment later. Mrs. An led two women in. There was still a social smile on his face. But there was absolutely no smile in his eyes.

“I heard that you nominated Tham Ky to participate in the election?”

To Minh Nghi put down the cup of tea.

“That's right.”

Mrs. An turned to look at me.

“Yesterday at the tea party, you criticized our An family's cakes for not being delicious.”

“I don't want to get along with young people.”

“But the poll is not the place to show off your tongue.”

“A small store like you that opened a few years ago...”

“What can compete with a hundred-year-old brand?”

Tieu Vu immediately responded:

“For flavor, what else?”

“Could it be based on age?”

“So the turtle that lives the longest can become a chef.”

Ms. An's face immediately darkened.

“Your staff is so uneducated.”

I calmly replied:

“She is not under your jurisdiction.”

Mrs. An smiled coldly.

“Boss Tham.”

“It's okay for young people to be a little arrogant.”

“But you should remember.”

“This city has more than just one bakery.”

“Ingredient suppliers, restaurants, hotels, wedding centers...”

“Everyone knows each other.”

I looked straight at her.

“Are you reminding me?”

“Or are you threatening me?”

Mrs. An raised her cup of tea.

“It doesn't matter how you understand it.”

To Minh Nghi's eyes turned cold.

“Right in my yard.”

“Threatened the person I nominated.”

“Do you think I can't hear clearly anymore?”