Chapter 6 — Being vetoed by all the judges, I deleted the manuscript and the whole embroidery world went crazy

“Stop pretending.”

“If my grandmother would meet you, she would give you a step up the ladder.”

"I don't need it."

The housekeeper was a bit surprised.

“The old lady said, if you agree to come.”

“She wants to hear you tell about 《Phoenix Turtle》.”

I looked towards Hua Man Thanh. At this moment, she regained her familiar smile.

“Go away, Van Van.”

“Just say clearly what needs to be said.”

“Don't let the old lady misunderstand Cam Tu Phuong.”

The three words 'should be said' were emphasized meaningfully by her. I don't answer. Hua Man Thanh continued to say:

“Your mother's silver needle…”

“I will let someone find it again.”

My face immediately turned cold.

“Did you lose your needle?”

“There are so many old things, it's normal for them to get lost a little.”

“On that needle is my mother's name engraved.”

Tham Kieu lost patience and spoke up:

“It's just a torn needle.”

“How long are you going to make a fuss?”

“The most important thing now is the Song family's longevity banquet.”

I walked step by step in front of her. Tham Kieu instinctively retreated behind Tong Lam. I stopped walking.

“You better pray.”

“The person who took that needle was not you.”

Tham Kieu immediately raised his voice:

“Are you threatening me?”

Tong Lam was completely in front of her.

“Don't you dare touch her and try.”

Khuong Dao rolled up his sleeves.

“Let's try it.”

La Van finally spoke up.

“Kieu Kieu.”

“Last night I saw you enter the master's office.”

Tham Kieu immediately turned her head around.

“Senior sister, what do you mean?”

La Van's face was extremely ugly.

“I just said I saw it.”

Hua Man Thanh's eyes immediately swept over.

"If you don't have evidence, don't talk nonsense."

La Van immediately fell silent. I took a look at her. That was the first crack. But enough for a gust of wind to pass through. Tong Lam smiled coldly.

“Enough acting?”

“Three days later is my grandmother's birthday party.”

“You must be present.”

“If you don't come.”

“I will tell everyone that your family is in debt.”

“So that the last bit of my parents' dignity will disappear completely.”

Khuong Dao was so angry that he cursed:

“Are you still human?”

Tong Lam looked at me.

“I gave you a chance.”

I picked up the cloth bag.

“I also gave you a chance.”

Having finished speaking, I turned around to leave. Right at that moment. Hua Man Thanh suddenly spoke:

“Wait.”

She ordered someone to bring a parchment bag. Then give it to the Song family's butler.

“This is a part of the prototype of 《Phoenix Turtle》.”

“Please bring it back for the old lady to see first.”

My steps stopped. Tham Kieu's eyes flashed with pride. But very quickly she pretended to feel sorry for herself. The butler opened the paper bag. With just one look, his eyebrows relaxed a bit.

“This phoenix body is truly very delicate.”

I turned around and looked back. That drawing... It's an old manuscript I threw away three years ago. The phoenix's body is very beautiful. But the phoenix's eyes were completely lifeless. If you try to pair it with the current hidden phoenix eye pattern. The entire dress will be ruined. Hua Man Thanh slowly said:

“Master, keep a way out for me.”

“I'm just afraid that hot-tempered youth will destroy themselves.”

I looked at her.

“Are you planning to hand over the discarded manuscript to the Song family?”

Hua Man Thanh smiled.

“Whether the manuscript was abandoned or not, the old lady has to judge for herself.”

Tong Lam also spoke up:

“Anyway, it's better than just using your mouth as a threat threaten others.”

The butler put the drawing in his pocket.

“Then see you again in three days.”

I won't argue further. Because I know. There are holes that they must step down themselves. Leave Cam Tu Phuong. Khuong Dao couldn't bear it anymore.

“Why didn't you say it was a discarded manuscript?”

I raised my head to look at the three words Cam Tu Phuong on the sign.

“Having said that, they will change it to another version.”

“What about the old lady of the Song family?”

Khuong Dao asked. I shook my head slightly.

“What she wants is not the phoenix body.”

Khuong Dao was stunned. I placed my mother's bag of needles in my lap. There was a silver needle missing inside. Like a bone that someone forcibly pulled out. I said softly:

“Three days later.”

“I will come.”

The Song family's longevity party was held at the ancient mansion in the south of the city. that day. Almost all the prominent people in To Thanh were present. The red carpet stretches from the entrance. Flower baskets lined the entire street. Cam Tu Phuong's people were arranged to sit in the eastern hall. Hua Man Thanh dressed even more solemnly than the host. Tham Kieu followed closely behind. The thin layer of makeup on the face is applied extremely meticulously. With every step, don't forget to glance at the eyes of those around you. Khuong Dao and I arrived together. Just arrived at the gate. The receptionist looked at our simple clothes and raised his hand to stop us.

“Please present your invitation card.”

Khuong Dao immediately took the remaining half of the wedding invitation after it was torn apart and smashed it on the table.

“Is this enough?”

The receptionist frowned.

“Damaged invitations are not allowed inside.”

Suddenly, laughter was heard from behind.

“You have had your marriage annulled, but you still dare to come to the Song family?”