Chapter 14 — At My Boyfriend's Birthday Party, Just Because My Dad Said "Carrying Cement", He Ran Away In The Night

Ha Du Chu's face was sometimes red, sometimes white. He looked at me. Looked again at Tan Dieu sitting next to him. Lips trembling. But couldn't utter a word. Make him sing for the ex-girlfriend he once despised. With the man he most wanted to please. This is more annoying than killing him. I raised my eyebrows.

"Don't want it?"

"It's okay if you don't want to."

I took a sip of wine. Indifferent tone.

"I think outside the Human World headquarters..."

"There are probably still a lot of positions that are unfilled."

"For example, washing dishes."

"Clean the bathroom?"

Ha Du Chu's body trembled violently. He knows. I'm not kidding. With Tan Dieu's position. Want to turn him from a singer into a dishwasher. It's just a matter of a sentence. Self-esteem... In front of food, clothes, money. Not worth a penny. He struggled for a long time. In the end, he still bowed his head. Take the microphone. Look towards me. Trying to force a smile is more unsightly than crying.

"I agree."

"Miss Khuong..."

"What song do you want to listen to?"

I rested my head on Tan Dieu's shoulder. Think for a moment. Then slowly read the name of a song.

"Sing Farewell In Civilization."

In the blink of an eye. Ha Du Chu's face was as white as paper. Farewell In Civilization.

"Break up should be civilized, no one needs to apologize..."

That song. Seems to have been written specifically for him. I want to use this method. Little by little. Crushing his remaining pitiful self-esteem. Music rang out. Ha Du Chu closed his eyes. Tremblingly sang the first verse.

"Don't pile on nostalgia, making the story too tragic..."

In that song. No more resentment and unwillingness of yesterday. All that remains... Endless regret. With despair and no way out. I listen. Look at his pained face. But there was no wavering in my heart. I just quietly leaned on Tan Dieu's shoulder. Enjoy your own victory song. The days that followed. I finally understand what it means to live the life of a wealthy princess. Tan Dieu is almost with me twenty-four hours a day. He sent someone to bring him limited edition breakfasts from around the world. He went shopping with me. Anything I look at one more time. No matter how expensive. He did not hesitate to buy it immediately. Afternoon. He took me to all kinds of high-end clubs. As long as I'm interested. He patiently taught me. He took me to Trich Tinh Lau. Or three-star Michelin restaurants. Enjoy the most lavish dinners. The Panamera I just bought not long ago. He hated it so much that he gave it to the security guard in the garage. Instead. More than a dozen limited edition supercars. Change one every day. Absolutely no duplicates. My dressing room is also filled with haute couture dresses and expensive jewelry. My parents saw all of that. Laughing until I couldn't close my mouth. Every day reminds me to quickly hold on to this golden son-in-law. Under Tan Dieu's secret pampering. Gradually lost his way. I started getting used to receiving everything he gave me. Get used to his existence. I'm step by step... Falling into the love net that you weave. As for Ha Du Chu... It became a little spice between the two of us. Trivial. I also don't know what method Tan Dieu used. Which still keeps him back to Nhan Gian headquarters. Become my own singer. Tan Dieu and I both went there. Order a glass of wine. Then be like a queen. Sit and listen to him sing sad love songs. I watched him become more and more emaciated. More and more numb. From resentment. Not committed. Until he resigned himself to his fate. The wound in my heart because of the betrayal last year. It also gradually heals day by day. That evening. We went to Human World again as usual. Ha Du Chu wears a service uniform. Bow your head and bring the wine. My hands were shaking a little because of the tension. I don't give him a hard time. Just leisurely said:

"Let's get started."

He nodded. Take the microphone. Proficient in singing the song Saying Tan is Tan. Only half sung. The room door was suddenly pushed open. Ly Tay stumbled in. Compared to the previous meeting. She is much more emaciated. The branded clothes on her body were also wrinkled and no longer looked like they used to. She knelt down in front of me.

"Khuong Hoa!"

"I beg you!"

"Please spare my family!"

She hugged my leg. Crying until tears and runny nose flowed.

"My father's company has gone bankrupt!"

"All assets in the house are frozen!"

"My mother couldn't bear the shock."

"Recurrent heart disease."

"Still in the hospital now!"

"Please..."

"Please spare us a way to live!"

"I know it's wrong!"

"I really know it's wrong!"

"I shouldn't have treated you like that before!"

"You tell me to do anything!"

"Please raise it high and hit gently!"

"Spare my family!"

I frowned slightly. Withdraw from her arms.

"You're looking for the wrong person."

I said coldly.

"It's your family's story."

"It has nothing to do with me."

"How is that unrelated?!"

Ly Tay suddenly shouted excitedly.

"If it weren't for you!"

"Why did my house turn into this?!"

"It's all because of you!"

"You are the kind of woman with a strong heart!"