Chapter 4 — Don't Look For Me Anymore, Wish You Happiness

8 After work, Su Tong's red super sports car parked right in front of the office building, attracting countless looks. He sat in the car, whistled, and waved to me. I ignored him and walked around. He immediately jumped out of the car and blocked me. “So cold?” “I don't care about your 'face'.” "Then how about I bring those photos to Nhu Bach to verify?" I kept telling myself - just hold on for one more week and I can escape from this place, from Thieu Nhu Bach, from Su Tong - two perverts together. “The place I choose.” I still didn't take the Su Tong bus, but found a nearby noodle shop and sat down. “I can order whatever I want to eat.” I skillfully called the waiter, then chose a portion of spicy and sour snail noodles for myself. From the moment he entered the shop, Su Tong covered his nose in discomfort. As soon as the bowl of snail noodles was brought up, the characteristic sour smell rose up, making him pale, let out a sentence, "You're so cruel", then ran out and vomited. I didn't mind making fun, and Su Tong was thick-skinned enough - for the next two days, he always appeared unexpectedly, constantly following me with all kinds of questions, trying to get information. "I really want to know why a woman like you would be so cruel as to give up an excellent boyfriend like Nhu Bach. To be with you, he even refused to return to inherit his father's inheritance." “I am not President Thieu's girlfriend.” Su Tong and I were sitting on a bench in the park, the wind was blowing coldly, I bowed my head to drink milk tea, not interested in continuing his words. “Nhu Bach introduced Tran Phan Tinh to me.” Su Tong also ordered the same milk tea, but only took a sip and then put it down. "But I know he's not sincere. With Nhu Bach's personality, if he likes something, he will definitely hide it like a treasure and never show it to others." "Nhu Bach really loves you. He's just so afraid of losing you that he has a slightly strong possessive mentality, but he absolutely won't hurt you. Why don't you try being tolerant with him for once?" Su Tong observed my reaction, expecting to see jealousy, emotion or regret on my face - at least some change in emotion - but I disappointed him completely. “You rich guys are really ridiculous.” I smoked the last tapioca pearl, stood up and threw the glass into the nearby trash can. “Just because Thieu Nhu Bach is good, does his partner have to be grateful and shed tears, have to live according to his wishes, and become his thing?” “I didn't mean that…” Su Tong hesitated. "Nhu Bach's mother once betrayed his father, ran away from home with someone else, so he is easily insecure and has the mentality of wanting to control everything. You can give him one more chance, don't leave so decisively..." "The first time an abusive husband beats his wife, he will also cry and beg his wife for forgiveness, but everyone knows - there was once, there must be a second time. The wife's momentary pity and weakness will be the source of all future suffering. hey.” It can be said that I am someone who has been burned so I don't dare touch hot water, or I can also say that I am cold and heartless - it doesn't matter. But once I chose to leave, there was absolutely no turning back. Su Tong saw the determination in me and could only breathe helplessly long: "You really can't give Nhu Bach another chance? Actually, he's not as unreasonable as you think..." "What are you talking about?" A voice suddenly rang out from behind - Thieu Nhu Bach suddenly appeared, with a surprised look on his face: "What told Lam Nam Lo to give me a chance? What is it all about?" "Mr. Tong said... he wanted Ms. Nam Lo to stay in the company." Tran Phan Tinh immediately intervened, took Thieu Nhu Bach's arm, and hastily explained, "Anyway, she does her job very well." “Yes, yes!” Su Tong nodded repeatedly, "Nam Lo stays at the company, so I can easily pursue her." Thieu Nhu Bach was half-confident and turned to ask me: "Lam Nam Lo, do you really want to continue working at the company? If you will apologize for your previous mistake..." "I don't want to." I replied as decisively as cutting a nail through iron. “By the way, please take care of your friend, I don't want to be chased by him.” Being rejected by me in front of his best friend, Su Tong was not only not embarrassed, but also boldly smiled and said: "Because you are indifferent to me, I like you even more." 9 On the penultimate day before I quit my job, Tran Phan Tinh pulled me into the emergency staircase, with a panicked look on his face, and pulled out a stack of documents: "It seems like there's something I calculated wrongly... You just need to tell Nhu Bach that you assigned me to do it, I'm just following orders." “Why do I have to take the blame for you?” I crossed my arms and stood far away from her. "In my hand, I have proof that you deceived Nhu Bach. If you don't come forward and admit your mistake for me, I will tell him everything. At that time, can you still go?" Tran Phan Tinh is not weak at all, and even raises his head arrogantly. “It's up to you.” I'm not stupid enough to let others bully me, nor do I believe that Tran Phan Tinh would foolishly expose his true identity. Sure enough, when it was time to get off work, Tran Phan Tinh walked out of Thieu Nhu Bach's office with red eyes. When he approached me, he lowered his voice: "Miss Nam Lo... Nhu Bach has already scolded me, please work extra tonight to help me revise the documents." Because this is a project I have been following closely from the beginning, I nodded in agreement. Other colleagues had finished their work and left one by one. I compiled the documents and brought them into the office to assist Thieu Nhu Bach in checking project information. After three years of working together, we got along very well and the data comparison went smoothly. I breathed a sigh of relief and was about to leave, when the whole room suddenly went dark. “Power outage?” Thieu Nhu Bach's voice rang out. “Lam Nam Lo, turn on the phone light, I don't remember where I put my phone.” I trembled as I grabbed the phone, but because I was so nervous, I dropped it to the ground, making a crisp shattering sound. “Lam Nam Lo?” Thieu Nhu Bach asked softly, "What's wrong with you?" He reached out to touch me, discovered I was trembling unusually, and said in a soft voice: "Are you afraid of the dark?" I tried to control my fear, but as soon as I opened my mouth, my trembling voice betrayed me. "My father... my father is an alcoholic... he often comes home in the middle of the night, then destroys things... In front of me, he severely injured my mother, forcing her to go to the hospital..." Thieu Nhu Bach hugged me and gently reassured: "Don't be afraid, I'm here, Lo Lo." My mother also said the same thing: "Don't be afraid, Lo Lo, dad was just drunk, he still loves us." After that, she was beaten again and again until she was hospitalized and never regained consciousness. My father said, he loves me, so I have to take care care for him to death. The man hugging me also said he loved me, but used despicable tricks to force me to be with him. "Cup!" – the light comes back on. I wiped my tears and removed myself from Thieu Nhu Bach's arms. “Thank you, Mr. Thieu, I think I should get off work.” “Lam Nam Lo.” Thieu Nhu Bach called me back, "It's late, let me take you home." He bent down to pick up the phone with the screen turned off and handed it back to me: "You probably won't be able to call a car now." Unexpectedly, before I could hire a new driver for him, Thieu Nhu Bach had overcome his fear of driving so quickly. “I'm not the type of person who is forever bound by the past.” Thieu Nhu Bach looked straight ahead, "The pain from the family should not be dumped on the next generation. I hope you can also let go and look forward." "Thank." This time I truly thank you. “Let us all say goodbye to the past.” During the following journey, both of them were silent. Almost there, I couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Thieu, if your girlfriend no longer loves you, will you let her leave?" “Depends on the situation.” Thieu Nhu Bach drove according to the GPS instructions, turning the car into a small alley. “If I still love her, I will find every way to hold on.” “What if what she hates the most is your 'all ways of holding on'?” “…” The GPS announced that it had arrived, so Thieu Nhu Bach stopped the car. I was just about to open the door, when I realized he had locked the door. “Lam Nam Lo.” Thieu Nhu Bach tilted his head and looked at me, his eyes serious. “If I say that from the beginning until now, everything you have done – ‘softly tied tightly’, acting pitiful, telling stories about the past – has been an indirect way of seducing me, then I can only say…” “You have succeeded.” Thieu Nhu Bach grabbed my hand: "Lam Nam Lo, be my girlfriend."