Chapter 7 — Eight Years Is Not Equal to One Betrayal

Before I could speak, Giang Tu Bach walked out of the office building, looked at me and asked softly: "Do you need my help to relieve the siege?" Luc Nghien Tu chuckled: "We're talking privately, it has nothing to do with you." Giang Tu Bach ignored him and quietly waited for my answer. I shook my head slightly: "No need, just say a few words and it's over." Giang Tu Bach stood not far away, never leaving. Luc Nghien Tu witnessed this scene, her tone was sour and cold: "You just moved out a few days ago, and you're already so close to him?" I just found it funny and asked in a weak voice: "Luc Nghien Tu, right now you are still legally married." One sentence, the blink of an eye shattered all his confidence, his face was as white as a sheet of paper. 7 After Ms. To's first week, on the scheduled day to come to the Civil Affairs Department, To Tri Yeu used the excuse of hypoglycemia to faint and was absent. The second time she made an appointment to register, she refused to rearrange her mother's remains. When she saw the marriage certificate, she immediately had a mental breakdown. The third time we met, she asked Luc Nghien Tu with red eyes: "My mother just left, are you in such a hurry to draw a line with me?" Luc Nghien Tu came to school to find me more and more often, but I never wanted to see him once. The hotel hosting the engagement party called and asked about the payment time. I directly requested to cancel the party, and the customer service staff reminded me that the deposit could only be refunded for half.

"Miss Lam are you sure you want to cancel? This banquet hall's schedule is very tight."

“Sure.”

Not long after hanging up the phone, Luc Nghien Tu rushed to the teacher's office.

“Did you cancel the engagement party?”

“Yes.”

“Why don't you discuss it with me?”

I was rearranging the students' exercise books, and when I heard this sentence, I couldn't help but laugh: "When you and To Tri Yeu went to register their marriage, did you discuss a word with me?" His throat was blocked and he was speechless. I stuffed my exercise book into the cloth bag: "If the deposit is lost, I'll pay for your part. The hotel will refund your part the old way to your account."

“The thing I care about has never been money!”

"But what I care about is all the entanglement between us, I don't want to get involved in it anymore."

His voice was low, full of loneliness: "Van Tinh, I know you have suffered a lot, can you give me a little more time?" I looked at him and slowly opened my mouth: "I've given you eight years of maturity." The corners of his eyes turned even redder. The office door echoed To Tri Yeu's weak voice: "Nyan Tu..." She was wearing a plain black dress, her face was pale, and she was carrying a kraft paper bag in her hand.

“I told you to bring these things to Ms. Van Tinh, buying engagement items and leaving them there is a waste, don't let them get moldy.”

In the paper bag was a red wedding blanket, a wedding sticker, a tea cup, and a glass of tea. Inside, there was also a note that Luc's mother had handwritten: 【Van Tinh, husband and wife should not be too meticulous in their living together, Nghien Tu has had enough hardship these past few days.】 I pushed the entire paper bag back in front of her: "Please send your thanks to aunt, I won't use these anymore." Tears fell from To Tri Yeu's eyes: "Sister Van Tinh, is it because of me that you gave up this matter?" engaged? If it were me, I could immediately move out and disappear completely, please don't torture Nghien Tu like that." Luc Nghien Tu frowned: "Tri Yeu, you go home first." She stood still: "I just really wanted to apologize to her." I looked at her calmly: "If you really want to apologize, go to the Civil Affairs Bureau on time tomorrow to apply for divorce." To Tri Yeu's face stiffened: "I... have to offer seven heads to my mother tomorrow." The whole office was in dead silence.