Chapter 11 — Baby Copy Bring Me Closer to You One More Time

I picked up the glass of champagne and took a sip unconsciously. "To Tieu Mi?" An uncertain female voice rang out behind me. I turned my head and saw a woman wearing a red evening gown and bright makeup. I recognized her, the beauty queen from college - Bach Lo. Also... one of the people who pursued Pho Thua Nghiem in the past. "Is it really you?" Bach Lo stepped forward on her high heels, her eyes scanning from head to toe, carrying a trace of contempt, "I thought I recognized the wrong person. How are you here?" "I..." "Oh, I see." Before I could answer, she seemed to wake up and smiled faintly, "The deputy director lacks a dance partner tonight, so he called you to defend him, right? That's right, you look okay, bringing it out won't cause you to lose face." Her words were full of sarcasm and arrogance. I frowned, not wanting to argue. "To Tieu Mi, I advise you to know your fate." Bach Lo came closer and lowered his voice, "Pho Thua Nghiem is not the type of person that a sparrow like you can reach. Five years ago he didn't choose you, and five years from now it won't be the same. It's okay to have fun, don't take it seriously." "What he and I are, it seems to have nothing to do with you." I responded coldly. "Why is it unrelated?" Bach Lo's face changed, "I'm about to marry the Pho family! I'm the future Mrs. Pho!"I was stunned. Marriage?“Don't you know?” Seeing my expression, Bach Lo was even more proud, "Our two families are well-connected families, getting married is just a matter of sooner or later. The Vice President brought you here, just because he wanted to indulge one last time before getting married. It's best for you to know what to do and withdraw, otherwise, it's just you who will lose face." My heart sank, as if a large rock weighed down and suffocated me. Marriage... So that's it. That's why he impatiently forced me to return, wanting me to be his "Vice Lady", just to comfort me - a woman who gave birth to his child - before actually getting married? A bitter taste rose up my throat, my eyes gradually blurred. "What's going on?" Pho Thua Nghiem's voice suddenly rang above my head. I don't know when he came back, frowning at me. "Mr. Pho!" Bach Lo immediately changed his tone to be gentle, embracing his hand intimately, "I'm just talking to my sister Tieu Mi." Pho Thua Nghiem coldly withdrew his hand, saw my red eyes, his face immediately darkened. "What did she say to you?" He asked me. I shook my head, speechless. "Mr. Pho, don't blame Tieu Mi, we were just chatting about home." Bach Lo still pretended to be pitiful. "I ask again, what did you say to her?" His eyes turned to look at Bach Lo, so cold that it was like a blade. Bach Lo was shaken by his gaze, his aura weakened: "I... I didn't say anything, just... just talking about the marriage between the two families..." "The marriage?" Pho Thua Nghiem laughed coldly, "Who told you that?" "My father said... he said..." "He drank a lot." Pho Thua Nghiem unceremoniously interrupted her, "The Pho family will never intermarry with the Bach family. Also," he paused, his eyes swept across the entire hall, his voice was not loud, but clearly transmitted to everyone's ears, "To Tieu Mi is my only wife, always has been, and will still be." The whole hall was in an uproar. Bach Lo's face was as white as paper. I looked at Pho Thua Nghiem in bewilderment. Is he… protecting me? Or... declare ownership? "And you," Pho Thua Nghiem's eyes turned back to Bach Lo, full of undisguised hatred, "in the future, stay away from my wife for a little bit. If not, I don't mind making the Bach family disappear from city A." Having said that, he didn't bother to glance at Bach Lo any more, took my hand, turned and left. I was pulled away by him, stumbling behind. It wasn't until I left the hall that the night wind blew

When I arrived, I regained consciousness. "Pho Thua Nghiem!" I shook his hand away, "What you said just now... is it true?" "What?" "The marriage thing, also... I'm your only wife..."