Chapter 2 — Don't Look For Me Anymore, Wish You Happiness

4 That evening, I received a call from Su Tong - a close friend of Thieu Nhu Bach. At first I didn't intend to pick up the phone, but he kept calling so hard that I was forced to use all my energy to face another potential threat. “What can I help you with, Mr. Su?” I asked cautiously. "Call me Mr. Tong," Su Tong's voice on the other side of the phone still carried an absent-minded look, "Let's go drink coffee tonight, Ms. Lam Nam Lo - or should I say... sister-in-law?" Of course, things cannot go smoothly like that. I took a deep breath, changed my clothes and prepared to take on the challenge that was soon to come. Before I left, Tran Phan Tinh was sitting in my room and pulled my hand back, his face full of tension: "Lam Nam Lo, Thieu Nhu Bach is about to fall in love with me, you can't change your mind, why are you playing the role of white moonlight!" “I hope so.” I sincerely hope that Thieu Nhu Bach will truly love Tran Phan Tinh, hoping that everything I do is just a ridiculous effort. Sitting in a coffee shop, facing Su Tong and the pile of surveillance photos he displayed, I tried to deny it to the end: "I think you've misunderstood, I'm not General Director Thieu's girlfriend. I just happen to live in the same apartment complex with him, and sometimes I get a ride home." "OH?" Su Tong crossed his legs and raised his eyebrows, "Are normal colleagues so close that they hug each other's shoulders?" He pointed to a photo of me and Thieu Nhu Bach intimately close together, "Do you think I'm a fool?" I gritted my teeth and stared at the photo of Thieu Nhu Bach hugging my waist, then suddenly took a deep breath and boldly said: "Actually, Mr. Su..." I turned around and forced a smile to please, "I took the initiative to seduce General Director Thieu. But he just saw me as a passing distraction, played with me for a few days and then dumped me. Because in his heart, the only person he truly loved was always Ms. Tran Phan Tinh." "Is that so? But what do you think if I ask: why should I believe that you are fake, and Tran Phan Tinh is real?" Su Tong propped his chin up and looked at me acting, his eyes were cold and sarcastic: "Also, Miss Nam Lo, please call me Mr. Tong." “Mr. Tong really knows how to joke.” I smiled wryly, "General Manager Thieu has such good conditions, who wouldn't want to hold on? If I'm really his girlfriend, how can I give up so easily?" I'm not good at acting, but being stared at by Su Tong's sharp eyes, I couldn't help but lower my eyelids. Su Tong collected the photos on the table and placed one hand on the back of my hand, which was shaking slightly. "I'm also very rich, do you want to try seducing me? I'm easy to get hooked on." Thieu Nhu Bach's friends - indeed, are all of the same family. I will never fall into that trap a second time. Seeing that I was weaker, Su Tong wanted to force me and bully me even more. I stood up decisively, put the coffee money on the table, ripped off my mask at him: "I don't want someone like you!" 5 Su Song finally temporarily calmed down, and Thieu Nhu Bach was discharged from the hospital. Even though he forgot a lot of things, when he returned to the company, he still handled the work extremely smoothly and instinctively - to the point that I had absolutely no chance of making mistakes. I also don't want to affect the efforts of other colleagues because of my mistake, so the situation continues to be tense like that. Tran Phan Tinh couldn't stand it. Because I want to change Instead of me, she changed her phone number, moved house, even changed her hairstyle and clothing style. She lived under the pressure of being a "substitute" to be with Thieu Nhu Bach, of course she didn't want me - the "main owner" - to keep hanging around in front of her boyfriend, causing the truth to be exposed. "Actually, I don't owe you anything," Tran Phan Tinh couldn't hold back any longer and said with an aggressive look, "Thieu Nhu Bach no longer remembers you. Now he loves me and has nothing to do with you. Even though you gave me the chance, his feelings are my own to earn. So let's pretend we don't know each other." I nodded in agreement. I also found a new temporary place to live. But before leaving, I still reminded her a few words: "Don't lose yourself because of love. If Thieu Nhu Bach tells you to quit your job to join his company, it's best to refuse." “Don't worry, I'm not stupid like you.” Tran Phan Tinh glared at me, "My dream is to be loved by my husband, stay home to raise children and be a housewife, and don't like to work." If Tran Phan Tinh is willing to be a canary in Thieu Nhu Bach's cage, then I have nothing more to say. Even though I don't want to interact with Thieu Nhu Bach anymore, the work must continue. Because there was an important meeting far away, I - his personal assistant - had to go with him, the two of us sat next to each other on a slow economy class train. It all started with my "bankruptcy plan". Thieu Nhu Bach is psychologically obsessed with driving after the accident, but has not yet been able to hire a new driver. The reason... is that I deliberately did not apply for the job. I even deliberately didn't buy a high-speed train ticket, pretending that I could only buy slow train tickets with hard seats. I couldn't even call a taxi, forcing Thieu Nhu Bach - wearing a designer suit - to jostle with me on the bus. “Lam—Nam—Lo!” Thieu Nhu Bach gritted his teeth as he was forced to stand in the middle of the crowd next to me, "Go back to the company and write a resignation letter right away!" “I will not resign unless the company fires me.” I held on to the handle, the car braked suddenly, causing me to fall into Thieu Nhu Bach's arms. I shyly raised my head, met his disdainful eyes, and immediately said the sentence I had prepared: "If I resign myself, I won't receive unemployment benefits." “…” Thieu Nhu Bach coldly said: “As you wish, go back to the company and pack your things.” Bingo! My proud smile stiffened mid-sentence because of Thieu Nhu Bach's suspicion. “Are you so happy that I fired you?” “I just…” I was thinking about what excuse I should make up to fit the mentality of ordinary workers, when the train arrived at the station. Thieu Nhu Bach did not bother to listen to my explanation and immediately got off the train. Even though it wasn't a holiday, the train was still full of people. Thieu Nhu Bach had a cleanliness problem, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot, but he still gallantly gave way to a woman holding a small child. After she got off the train, he sat down. He took out the laptop he brought with him, intending to open it to work, but when entering the password, he stopped and tried several times without success. After a long while, Thieu Nhu Bach hung up the phone and took a frustrated breath - his memory loss interrupted his work, making him angry. “The password should be xx0317.” Even though I wanted to break him, getting the job done was still a mission. As a personal assistant, remembering your boss's computer password is part of your duty. I also deleted all the messages, related call history between me and him, even blocking the number - I'm sure it won't leave any trace... However... After successfully logging in, the computer desktop is my personal artwork. Thieu Nhu Bach was dumbfounded. I was also dumbfounded.