Chapter 5 — First Love In Ngo Dong Village

5Tong Ky Tham mentioned the flood that year again. "That day was very dangerous, I was thrown out of the car, the teacher was able to grab me. In order to save me, she was hit by a flying rock, bleeding a lot..." Bo Can Ngon's voice was low, his throat also became choked. "She was always very good." "If she saw you now, she would probably feel reassured in heaven." "I'm looking for you to ask, are you related to Ms. An Sinh of An Thi Group?" What?” Waited forever and didn't see an answer. Bo Can Ngon turned his head to look over. A glass of water was suddenly thrown straight at him. He took the entire glass of water and looked up in surprise. Tong Ky Tham blushed angrily, stood opposite, pointed straight at him and scolded. "Yesterday I just met the teacher, she is alive and well, what are you cursing her for?!" "Are you mentally ill? Did your teacher offend you in any way?" "An Thi something, I don't know!" Enough scolding, he quickly left angrily. Bo Can Ngon sat on a chair, his shirt was soaked, he looked a bit tired, but an unusually excited expression flashed across his face. Outside, Assistant Tran hurried in, his eyes glued to the tablet in his hand, so he didn't immediately notice the boss's strange appearance. "Boss, I brought a photo of Miss Thinh An to the An family's old villa to ask, there was a housekeeper who said this is the eldest lady of their family..." Assistant Tran's voice hesitated slightly. "Thinh An, it's An Sinh." Bac Can Ngon seemed not to hear. He leaned back in the chair, his whole body relaxed, then bowed his head and buried his face in his palm, laughing lowly. "So it's her... it's her again!" Assistant Tran was about to say something, then he saw Bo Can Ngon suddenly stand up. He quickly walked out: "Where is An Sinh? I have to see her!" Assistant Tran had to run to catch up. "Miss An flew out of Kim Minh Thi this morning." "And..." He glanced at the boss's face, but still gritted his teeth to finish. "You and Miss An... are divorced." Bo Can Ngon paused. I was lecturing when I heard the students below whispering: "Be quiet." – I tapped lightly on the board, feeling confused. These children are usually very well-behaved, appreciate learning opportunities, and are attentive in each class. One girl raised her hand, and when I called her to stand up, she pointed out the window: "Miss, there's a car stuck in the mud." It had rained a few days ago, the roads here were bad, it was normal for cars to get stuck in mud. I didn't think much, so I brought a few students out to help. When I got closer, I saw something unusual. Ngo Dong village has never seen a luxury car. Still wondering, a neatly dressed man opened the car door, then... One foot stepped straight into the mud. Seeing his face clearly, I was stunned: "Why are you here?" Bo Can Ngon didn't care that his shoes and pants were dirty, he just looked straight at me. His eyes were hot, making me unconsciously reach out and touch my cheek. The students surrounded the car, starting to scream loudly. "Wow, the car is so beautiful!" "Miss An An, do you know him?" "Miss An An, your friend is also very handsome!" I regained my composure: "Stop making noise, quickly help push the car up." I rolled up my sleeves and retreated, passing Bo Can Ngon when he grabbed my arm. I pushed his hand away and pushed him into the car: "We'll push from behind, remember to step on the gas, otherwise the car won't be able to get up." "Okay, guys, I'll shout the command, everyone will use your strength." "Yes!" Luckily the car didn't sink too deep, we pushed it two or three times to get up. I led Bo Jinyan into my office. There were only two of us in the room. Well, outside the window, there were a few curious kids poking their heads in to look. I walked over and closed the curtain. Turned around and asked him: "How did you find me here?" "Come to confirm." – Bo Can Ngon was still staring at me. I suddenly understood, then apologized: "I lied to you, sorry." "I have never studied abroad, I have been teaching abroad for several years. Perhaps my father found me too wild and refused to listen.

"If you say it out loud, it will be hard to hear, so you make up a lot of... fake information." "Back then, when you married me, you were more or less influenced by that information. I'm really sorry about this." I thought for a moment: "But now that we're divorced, I haven't caused you any actual harm. I can compensate, just tell me the conditions?” Bo Can Ngon lowered his eyes, his voice was very light: "Do you agree to everything?" "Tell me?" "Can... remarry?" "...." – I looked at him like I saw a ghost – “Are you kidding?” Bac Can Ngon looked at me, slightly curled his lips: “Just kidding.” I breathed a sigh of relief. Looking down at his shoes and pants, I thought he must be very uncomfortable. "Let's go, I'll take you to the guest house, change your clothes first." "Yes."