Chapter 6 — After the Marriage Aborted, I Became Something You Couldn't Reach

“I didn't answer the phone to hear your explanation.”

“I just want to tell you…”

“I know everything.”

“I do not accept this arrangement.”

“The engagement between you and Phuong Minh Vien ends here.”

"Nhuoc Van, don't get excited! Listen to what I have to say first..."

I lowered my voice very calmly.

“150,000 yuan for surgery…”

“If you had already married Minh Vien a new wife…”

“Then let the new wife pay.”

“After all, we are all family.”

Phuong's mother's breathing immediately accelerated.

“Tham Nhuoc Van, what do you mean?!”

"You're planning to tear yourself apart from the Phuong family, right?"

“Auntie told me, Minh Vien's father is in the hospital!”

"For now, don't worry about leaving it alone. Let's spread the word to see who's the one losing face!"

I stood up and went to the window.

“From now on, I no longer care too much about what outsiders will say.”

Outside the window the sunshine is beautiful. Downstairs there is a cinnamon tree. The glass layer still smells like a faint fragrance.

“I hope you recover soon.”

“Other things…”

"Auntie, just find Chu Vy Vy to discuss."

I hung up. Turn the phone face down on the table, the screen goes dark. The room was quiet for a few seconds. Then the phone lit up again. It's Phuong Minh Vien's call. I looked at the name on the screen, my finger paused a bit, then pressed decline. Lights up again. Refused again. The third time, he switched to texting.

“Tham Nhuoc Van, what do you mean?”

“Your mother told me you already know?”

“What right do you have to cause trouble?”

“Who do you think you are?”

I read it once. No reply. Switch your phone to silent mode and then place it face down on the table. Tran Viet's plan file is still open on the computer. The floor plans of the three stores in Ha Tranh are still waiting for me to make notes and edits. I sat down and opened the document. Start viewing from the color scheme of the first floor lobby. The phone lying on the table vibrated without sound. Vibrate once. Then one more time. Then one more time. I don't look. At eight o'clock in the evening, Lam Tri Du texted.

“Nhuoc Van, Phuong's family exploded.”

"Phuong's mother called your mother and said you didn't understand. Your future father-in-law was admitted to the hospital and you didn't care and were angry and causing trouble."

My hand stopped a bit.

“What did my mother say?”

"Your mother said she didn't understand the situation and wanted to ask you again."

“You haven't told your parents yet?”

“So when are you going to say it?”

I thought for a moment.

"Tomorrow."

I called my mother the next morning. Don't give too many details. Just say the results.

"Phuong Minh Vien and I have broken off our marriage."

"He registered his marriage with someone else, the Phuong family hid the child the whole time."

The other end of the line was silent for a long time. Then my mother's voice rang out. But there's a bit of toughness that I rarely hear.

“What does it mean?”

“Then we won't get married anymore.”

“Where are you?”

“Hangzhou, going on a business trip.”

“Pay attention and rest.”

"I'm home, my parents are waiting for you to eat."

No questioning. Not depressed. Also don't blame:

“Why didn't you say it sooner?”

My mother is the type of person who can normally talk endlessly. But when something really happened... He was the calmest person. After hanging up, I breathed a sigh of relief. This barrier... The next day, Tran Viet made an appointment with me to discuss the plan in detail. The two sat in the studio discussing all afternoon. Midway through, my phone rang many times. It was all Phuong Minh Vien who called. I didn't pick up the phone once. Tran Viet looked at me:

“Do you need to listen first?”

"Are not need."

“Just a promotional call.”

He didn't ask further. By evening, Phuong Minh Vien finally changed tactics. No more phone calls. Which sends a very long message.

“Nhuoc Van, I know this is my fault.”

“You shouldn't hide it from me.”

“But things are not as simple as you think.”

"At Chu Vy Vy, it's all about business."

“After my father fell ill, the company's pressure was huge. My mother said this is the only way.”

“From beginning to end, I never thought I would really leave you.”

“Can I go home first?”

“Let's meet and talk?”

I read it all at once. Then swipe away.

“Business matter.”

It turns out that in the eyes of the Phuong family... Marriage is just an accessory to business. The new wife is someone who has a relationship that helps her work. As for my ex-fiancee... It's just a spare tire that can be stored temporarily and taken out to use again when needed.

“From beginning to end, I never thought I would leave you.”

Translated into another meaning:

“I registered my marriage and didn't intend to tell you. Waiting for business over there to be okay, I will come back to marry you. Both sides did not delay.”

Day four. Phuong's mother's strategy switched from the phone to real life. Lam Tri Du sent me a screenshot. Under a mutual friend's post, Phuong's mother's main account left a comment:

“Auntie always considered Nhuoc Van as her own daughter, but I don't understand why she suddenly left. My father-in-law was seriously ill and refused to come home. Can't be like that as a human?"

Below, three or four people clicked like. Someone else commented:

“Are the young couple angry with each other? Young people these days are really hot-tempered.”

Phuong's mother replied:

“Sigh, it's not convenient for adults like us to say much, I just hope she thinks clearly.”

A perfect melodrama. The victim was not me — the one who was tricked into kissing. It's "the abandoned Phuong family".

“Have you seen it?”

Lam Tri Du was so angry that his voice trembled.

“Is this woman really disgusting? Reverse black and white?

“If you don't speak up, she will crucify you as ungrateful!”

I looked at the screenshot.