Chapter 7 — After the Marriage Aborted, I Became Something You Couldn't Reach

This trick of Phuong's mother... Can't say it's not skilled. In the eyes of those who don't know the inside story: The future daughter-in-law left. My father-in-law was hospitalized and no one took care of him. The mother-in-law endured and felt sorry for herself, posting a status complaining. How pitiful.

“Tri Du, do me a favor.”

“What?”

"You still keep the photo at the civil affairs department, right? Don't post it up yet."

“Do you still want to protect them?”

“Not a guard.”

“It's still too early to release that card.”

“So when will it be released?”

I glanced at Te Tri's rear operating data on the computer screen..

“Wait until I finish getting ready.”

Lam Tri Du doesn't understand. She felt that I should immediately post that photo to my friends circle, so that everyone could clearly see the true face of the Phuong family. But I know… A photo can create talk. But its heat will not last more than three days. Three days later, a new scandal will appear, pushing this matter down. Phuong's mother will cry and say:

"We are also victims. Minh Vien was deceived by Chu Vy Vy."

Phuong Minh Vien will perform a performance:

“The person I truly love is still Nhuoc Van.”

By then… Everyone's sympathy will be divided. So I'm not in a hurry. On Friday, Ha Tranh replied to the message.

“Miss Tham, I have seen the preliminary plan, the direction is correct.”

“Come to my office next Wednesday to discuss the details, bring your design director along.”

A seven-figure contract was waving at me. If you sign this form... Te Tri will no longer be a "small studio". Which will become a real brand. There are representative works. Have your own place. I spent three days honing the plan. During the day, discuss with Tran Viet. At night, I edit myself until late. During those three days, Phuong Minh Vien called four more times. I didn't listen to any calls. Phuong's mother continues her tactics on the circle of friends. The word "gentle allusion" was upgraded to "name calling". Lam Tri Du said that a few classmates who were planning to attend the wedding began to secretly discuss:

“Isn't Tham Nhuoc Van having some problem?”

“Nhuoc Van, if you don't fight back, your reputation will be tarnished by her.”

“It's not time yet.”

"It's not time for what? What kind of person are you waiting for them to paint you into?"

“Wait until I finish processing this contract.”

Wednesday morning, Tran Viet and I dressed neatly and went to Ha Tranh's office. This time we discussed for two hours. He was very satisfied with the plan. When it came to the budget, he tapped on the table:

"Miss Tham works straightforwardly, I don't beat around the bush."

"The first deposit today will begin the transfer process, within a week it will arrive in the account."

When he walked out of the office, Tran Viet's whole body felt like he was flying.

“Seven digits, Nhuoc Van.”

“Seven digits too!”

I quietly said "umm". Heart beats a bit fast. Not for money. It's because I can stand here... It's because of my own mind and ability. Not thanks to the sentence:

“We will live well in the future.”

By Phuong Minh Vien. Nor is it thanks to the sentence:

“From now on, we will all be one family.”

From Phuong's mother. It's thanks to me. When I got back to the studio, I opened my phone to see the messages. The Phuong family's house has been quiet for the past two days. Phuong Minh Vien no longer texted. Phuong's mother's circle of friends is also not updated. Too unusual. Scaryly quiet. Lam Tri Du also realized:

“No Are they secretly preparing something?"

I said I don't know. But there was a premonition in my heart. The calm before the storm. Day ten. Message sent by Phuong Minh Nguyet. Phuong Minh Nguyet. Phuong Minh Vien's younger sister. Twenty-three years old, he held the position of office worker in the Phuong family's company, but in reality did nothing, living entirely thanks to his parents and adopted brother. In the past, the relationship between her and me was neither hot nor cold. Her mouth is very sweet, she compliments all day like:

“Sister-in-law is so good.”

“Sister-in-law is really powerful.”

The message she sent was very long. Looking at it, you know it was carefully edited.

“Sister-in-law, I know you might be angry with me.”

“I also see that you guys are not doing it right.”

“But think about it, my father is in the hospital now, my mother runs back and forth between home and the hospital every day, her legs are all swollen.”

“My family is really difficult.”

“You guys have no other choice. If the company can't stand it, my whole family is done."

“You are a kind person, I knew it from the first day I met you.”

"Can you respect our relationship over the past few years and not be like that for now?"

Finally, one more sentence:

“Sister-in-law, my father is really sick. This is the truth.”

“What happened to my brothers is his fault, but my father is innocent.”

Play love cards. Added moral constraints. The Phuong family from beginning to end has only one style. First, use "great justice" to oppress people. Then use "emotion" to hold on. Finally, put a hat on your head: