Chapter 14 — Forced to return 80 tables, I overturned the divorce table and left them empty-handed

“Here... having To Van take care of me is enough.”

It's a light sentence, but it's the coldest eviction order a child can give his mother. Tan Lam stood there, tears finally unable to hold back and fell. She looked at the son she raised single-handedly, and now because of another woman, he treats her like that. The pain and disappointment in her eyes... needless to say, it was clearly visible.

“Okay, I'll go!”

"Lin Zechen, I'm waiting for the day you regret it!"

She yanked her hand away from the bodyguard, turned around and left without looking back, leading the whole group of people as loudly as a gust of wind. The door closes. The whole room… was finally quiet. There's only me and you left. With clenched fists, and a racing heartbeat that couldn't be hidden. I looked at his pale face, filled with all kinds of emotions.

“Lin Zechen… you are too impulsive.”

“She… is my mother.”

I spoke very quietly. He laughed again. That smile was like sunshine in the middle of winter, so warm that it melted all my insecurities. He looked straight into my eyes, his voice so serious that I couldn't avoid it.

“Do you… agree?”

“Do you agree to marry me?”

I know, this question… I can't say no. Don't want to refuse either. I looked at the man who used his life to protect me, at the man who was willing to fight the whole world for me. I nodded vigorously. Tears fell. This time… it's for happiness. 17 Her counterattack Tan Lam's departure did not make things calm down, on the contrary, it was like adding cold water to a boiling oil pan, causing everything to explode more violently. The entire upper class was shocked. The heir to the Thinh Duong group was seriously injured because of a divorced woman. He even publicly broke with his mother and canceled his engagement with the Manh family. That news… was enough to become the hottest headline of the year. As for me, To Van, in just one night, I became "a fox with no tricks" in the mouths of wealthy ladies. They were jealous, disdainful, waiting to see me fall, waiting for the day I would be kicked out by the Lam family. But I... didn't mind at all. All my thoughts are devoted to taking care of Lin Zechen. His back injury was very severe. Every time he changed medicine was a torture. I watched him grit his teeth and endure it, sweat pouring down his forehead without making a sound. My heart... aches with every beat. I wiped his body, fed him, sat next to him and talked, as each day passed, the distance between us gradually disappeared. He told me about his childhood, a cold childhood, a mother engrossed in her career, a father abroad all year round, a large villa with only him and endless extra classes. That's why he longs for a home, something called warmth. And I... gave you that feeling. I hugged him, my heart filled with pity. This strong man turned out to have such a soft corner. A week later, his condition was more stable, I decided to return to the company.

“That project… couldn't have been without you.”

He understood me, did not stop me, just silently arranged two of the best bodyguards to follow me twenty-four hours, and also sent Thinh Duong's best medical team near the company in case of emergency. Your thoughtfulness... makes me feel strangely secure. Back to work, me immediately plunged into the stressful cycle, ignoring all gossip. I want to use my strength to prove one thing. To Van I... deserve to stand next to Lam Trach Than. I'm not a vine clinging to you. I am an oak tree… I can stand on equal footing with you. But trouble... still comes. That afternoon, I was in a project meeting, and the meeting room door was suddenly pushed open. Manh Dao walked in, wearing a luxurious Chanel outfit, high heels tapping the floor with a sharp rhythm, as if he was stepping on stage. Behind her were several senior leaders of Thinh Duong, clearly prepared.

“Sorry, it's a bit annoying.”

She glanced around, finally stopping on me, her gaze full of provocation.

“I heard that Director To is quite busy with personal matters these days.”

"I'm a little worried... will Thinh Duong's project of over a hundred million yuan be affected by the personal matters of a few people?"

The atmosphere in the meeting room... was immediately tense like a guitar string.