Chapter 1 — Disillusion

Before the wedding day, the gold bracelet on my wrist was attracted to the magnet in my best friend's bag. I immediately questioned my boyfriend - Tran Kieu. Tran Kieu smiled and soothed me: "Weddings are crowded and can easily get messy. My parents were worried that someone would be dishonest, so they bought me a fake one on Pinduoduo." 1. Looking at my boyfriend of three years' sincere feelings, I unconsciously wanted to believe. But suddenly I felt something was wrong. How can a bracelet that is worn on your hand be stolen? But tomorrow is our wedding, if I misunderstand, it will ruin everyone's happiness. Anyway, Tran Kieu's parents treated me very well. A month ago I found out I was pregnant, I thought his parents would make things difficult and wanted to simplify everything. I have also prepared myself, if you use the excuse of being pregnant to force me to yield, I will have an abortion. But not only did his parents not make things difficult, they also happily brought gifts to my house to apologize in advance, blaming Tran Kieu for letting me get pregnant before the wedding. They also assured that even if they are pregnant, the wedding must still have full ceremonies as usual. Bride price, wedding money - nothing is missing. My parents were a bit upset at first, but seeing their sincere attitude, they calmed down. Both sides thought I was just pregnant and hadn't shown my belly yet, so they tried to organize the wedding soon. I also don't want to wear a wedding dress when my belly is big. The family atmosphere is very harmonious, discussing the wedding together. The bride price was 128,000 yuan, and my parents gave me a car as a dowry. Tran Kieu's mother even took me to the gold store to buy jewelry. I think your family's condition is not good, so you intend to only buy three pieces of gold. But his mother waved her hand: "No, other families bought all five dishes, our Tran family cannot let our daughter-in-law suffer." After buying all five dishes, Tran Kieu took me to Shangri-La to take wedding photos - a place I've always dreamed of. All the organizing of the wedding party, inviting guests, preparing invitations, and candy - were all taken care of by their family, without forgetting to ask for my opinion. Every little thing is very thoughtful. My parents and close friends all said I really met good people. I also silently swore in my heart: I will be filial to my husband's parents like my own parents. Because I was in such a hurry, I just returned from Shangri-La this morning, immediately went to the wedding planning company to try on my makeup, and then stopped by his house in the afternoon to pick up the jewelry. When it comes to marriage, his parents always respect me and ask for my opinion on everything. But why didn't you tell me about buying fake bracelets? Tran Kieu said that getting married is a lot of worry, maybe his parents forgot. I looked at the bracelet on my wrist, feeling uncomfortable. "Husband, give me the real one to wear. If you wear it on your hand, it won't fall off." Tran Kieu was awkward: "Leave the real thing at home, wait until the wedding is over and then take it." I'm a distant bride and can't go back to my mother's house, so I stay at a hotel. The hotel is not far from Tran Kieu's house, drive more than ten minutes to get there. I said: "No, I'll go get it for you to see." Tran Kieu was reluctant: "Wife, my parents are asleep at this time, I'll wake them up if I come back." "Lately I'm tired of worrying about getting married, so let's talk about anything after the wedding tomorrow." 2 I looked at the new dark circles on his eyes these past few days and had to nod in agreement. But my best friend suddenly said to Tran Kieu: "If your parents come tomorrow morning, just bring the real thing!" My eyes lit up – that's right, tomorrow morning brought the same thing Stop. Tran Kieu's face suddenly stiffened, his tone was unnatural: "Okay, I'll tell my parents." I looked at his strange expression and thought it was probably because he was so tired recently. I quickly advised him to go home and rest. Tomorrow would be a relief. The next morning, while I was doing my makeup, Tran Kieu's parents were busy receiving guests in the hall and didn't have time to come up. I asked my best friend to find Tran Kieu's parents to get the jewelry. My friend walked around and returned empty-handed, with a strange look on his face. “Tieu Vu, are you sure your wedding will be held in hall number 1?” I nodded: "Sure, didn't I show you a photo of the hall?" “We were rehearsing in hall number 1 last night, did you forget?” My friend frowned: "I didn't forget, but in hall number 1 the bride and groom's names are someone else, and the wedding photo is not you." I was stunned and reflexively said: "No way, you went wrong, right?" She scratched her head: "There can't be any mistake, let me go look again." She was just about to walk out when my parents suddenly burst in. “Tieu Vu, what is your wedding all about?” “Why did you move from hall number 1 to hall number 3?” "Actually, it doesn't matter which hall it's held in, but that hall..." My dad paused for a moment, handed the phone to me, and said angrily: "Can that be called a wedding?!" I held my phone and looked at my dad's photo of the wedding scene, feeling dark before my eyes. This is not a wedding, it's clearly someone's family shrine! The hall's white background was covered with four large white flowers. The wedding photo of me and Tran Kieu was printed in the middle. The happy smile in the photo made people creepy. The two sides of the red carpet were not fresh flowers like I wanted, but colorful confetti. It was absolutely not the wedding in a sea of flowers that I had dreamed of. I immediately asked the makeup artist next to me what was going on? 3 The makeup artist was a young girl. She timidly said: "We only decorate according to the requirements of both parties!" Hearing that, my anger rose to my head. “Who would turn their wedding into a shrine like this?!” “Last night I had a rehearsal in hall number 1, the wedding in hall number 1 is exactly what I wanted.” “Why is my wedding photo in hall 3 today?” “Look at this hall number 3, if it were you, would you want to get married here?!” The makeup girl was questioned by me until her eyes turned red, she lowered her head, tears falling. Today is my great day. Seeing her keep crying, I feel like the word "bad luck" is printed on my forehead. I couldn't help myself anymore, angrily said: "If you don't give me a clear explanation today, you guys just wait to be sued!" The photographer put down the camera, walked over, and smiled strangely: "Miss Lam, we have arranged the wedding scene according to requirements. The groom and the groom's parents are all very satisfied." "Last night's rehearsal was in hall number 1 because the groom said his family was poor and could not afford to hold a grand wedding." "The couple holding the event in hall number 1 heard about their situation, so they agreed to temporarily lend the hall for rehearsal. Otherwise, we wouldn't have dared to arrange it on our own." "Are you and the groom not in agreement? Actually, we also think this wedding is too simple. We want to contact you, but the groom refuses to confess." To provide contact information, we are at a loss.” After listening to the photographer, I stood frozen in place. A strong feeling of insecurity welled up in my heart. When taking wedding photos at Shangri-La, fearing that adults would miscommunicate, I asked Tran Kieu's parents to give me the number of the wedding organizer. Tran Kieu's parents reasoned that I was pregnant, so I shouldn't worry too much, it was best for them to discuss with the organization. Now listening to the photographer, it turns out that Tran Kieu knew everything from beginning to end about the wedding. Their whole family conspired to deceive me, leaving me completely blindsided. I turned to look at the bride price table next to me. As if I was tempted, I turned to my best friend and said: "Mong Mong, help me see, is this money real or fake?"