Chapter 11 — First Love In Ngo Dong Village

11He looked at the screen and said sorry: "The company has an urgent matter, I'll go out and answer the phone for a moment." He left, I looked out the window, pensive. The night of Kim Minh City is brilliant and prosperous, completely different from the starry sky in Ngo Dong village. I remembered the children's words, my father's wishes, and... Bo Can Ngon's eyes looking at me. "Oh, isn't this Miss An?" A shrill female voice interrupted my thoughts. I turned my head and saw a woman wearing a designer dress and careful makeup standing next to the table, sizing me up from head to toe. "I heard you just came back from 'Africa'?" – She deliberately emphasized these two words, the corners of her red lips curved into a sarcastic smile – “That's really black.” I recognized her – as Lam Nhuet, the lady of the Lam family in Kim Minh Thi, one of Bo Can Ngon's ardent followers. When he and I were still married for two years, I met her a few times. Every time, she acts superior and full of malice towards me. "Miss Lam." – I nodded calmly – “Is something wrong?” “Stop pretending to be noble!” – She suddenly bent down, lowering her voice – "Who doesn't know that your so-called 'studying abroad' is fake? Your father spent a lot of effort to paint your face gold." My fingers tightened slightly, but my face remained calm: "What does that have to do with you?" "Of course it does!" - She arrogantly raised her head - "Don't think I don't know, Mr. Can Ngon has already divorced you, which proves that he doesn't care about people like you at all..." "Not interested in what kind?" A deep, cold voice rang out from behind her. Bo Can Ngon didn't know when he came back, his face was cold and scary. Lam Nhuet immediately changed her face and her voice softened: "Mr. Can Ngon, I'm just..." "An Sinh is my wife." Bo Can Ngon interrupted her: "It used to be, and it will be in the future." Lam Nhuet's eyes widened: "But clearly you two have..." "Divorce is real." – Bo Can Ngon looked straight at her, every word clear – "I'm pursuing her again, it's true." The restaurant suddenly fell silent, the surrounding tables all looked over curiously. My face was hot, my heart was beating so loudly that the whole restaurant could hear it. Realizing everyone's eyes, I clasped my hands, raised my face and smiled: "Oh, I decided something just now." I looked at Bo Jinyan: "I agree with your pursuit." Bo Jinyan clearly paused, seemingly still uncertain: "Really?" All hesitation and insecurity disappeared in that moment. Looking at his tense expression, I suddenly burst out laughing. "Really." – I said, my voice was light but firm. Bo Can Ngon's eyes shone brightly, as if filled with starlight. In the surprised or jealous eyes of everyone around him, he grabbed my hand. Lam Nhuet was so angry that her face turned pale, she stomped on her heels and left. But I no longer paid attention to her — Bo Jinyan's eyes were so hot, I was slow to realize I was nervous. So I reassured myself: “The kids are right.” – I said softly – “I should look ahead.” Bo Jinyan's smile became even brighter: "So I succeeded in my pursuit?" "I barely achieved it." – I tried to put on a serious face – “Teacher Bac still needs to keep trying.” He laughed lowly, the sound seemed to resonate from his chest, making my ears burn: “As ordered, teacher Thinh An.” Not long after Bo Jinyan and I publicly announced our love for each other, my father discovered us. He was very happy, his appetite was even better than the previous few days. "That kid is not bad, I told you my eyes are not wrong!"... At four o'clock in the morning, Bo Can Ngon's car stopped below my house. I tiptoed down the stairs, afraid of waking up my sleeping father. "So early?" – I climbed into the passenger seat and yawned. Bac Can Ngon gave me a cup of cocoa

Hot: "The rising sun waits for no one." The car drove towards the suburban observatory, the city blurred in the morning mist gradually receding behind. I held my drink cup, looked at the scenery passing by outside the glass window, and suddenly remembered: "How was my father's recent examination results?" His fingers lightly tapped on the steering wheel: "All indicators have improved. The doctor said that if it can be maintained, who knows..." He paused for a moment: "Maybe wait for a suitable liver source." My nose stung and I turned my head to look outside. Since I took over the company, my father has been able to relax in peace. With the addition of the team of experts sought by Bo Jinyan, his condition was actually much more stable. There was no one on the observatory. Bo Can Ngon took two thick blankets from the back trunk and carefully spread them on the stone bench. "Are you cold?" – He asked. I shook my head, but was still hugged by him.