Chapter 4 — Forgotten Thien Kim and Crown Prince Gia Hao Mon

As I walked out the door, I heard my brother whispering comfort: "Tinh Di, don't cry, big brother will think of a way to help you." What does he plan to do for you? I do not know. Just suddenly remembering the last time I cried, he lost patience and furrowed his eyebrows. Luckily, Tham Mac didn't take me too far. Just drive me to a villa in the suburbs. Entering the house, he led me to the dressing room. Pointing to the handbags on the display case, he said: "I didn't know which brand or style you liked, so I bought some."

“Let's try it out, do you like it?”

There's an entire wall of handbags, all of the popular styles in the past two years. I looked. Last night's conversation and today's scene rushed back at the same time. Only then did I realize, and I began to feel embarrassed and confused. Four eyes looked at each other, my cheeks were hot. Tham Mac doesn't seem to be much better than me. His ears turned pink, not as calm as before. In the end, it was still him who broke the silence.

“Remember how you protected me in the game?”

Of course I remember. The first time I matched with him in the game, I was stunned by his actions. He was directionless, pushed the opponent's tower but went straight to his own side. Besides playing Support, he doesn't know how to play other positions at all. But luckily his mood is very stable. Every time I'm upset, I complain to him. He silently typed: 【They are evil, you are very good.】 【Don't be angry, I will be with you.】 This is also the reason I always assumed he was a girl. Memories dispel embarrassment. I suddenly felt a little more comfortable. But I couldn't help but be curious.

“Tham Mac… why do you want to marry me?”

He is the only son of the Tham family, the most expected heir among the younger generation. Status, background, anything is top notch. Although my brother opened a company. But the Giang family cannot even step half a step into their upper class. Furthermore…

“I'm not as beautiful as you, not as smart as you, I cry often, and my liver is also small.”

Last night, because of temporary excitement, when I didn't know who he was, I didn't think much. Today I know, I just see the gap between us is too big.

“Bai, you are very good.”

Tham Mac seriously corrected my words, his eyes were steady and gentle.

"People don't have to be excellent to be loved. Being sincere, honest, and smart is of course good, but not being smart doesn't affect the fact that I find you good."

“As for being cowardly or crying—” Not knowing what he was thinking, the smile deepened.

"Human beings inherently laugh when they're happy, when they're sad, they cry. No one has the right to take away anyone's right to cry and laugh. At least I feel, a Jiang Tai Tai who knows how to cry and laugh is very lively. Furthermore—" "You're not cowardly either."

My chest felt like there was a drumbeat, each sound louder than the previous one. I was both sad and overwhelmed with emotion. Suddenly I really want to ask— Tham Mac, have we met before?

10

The question "have we met before" I couldn't ask out loud. Tham Mac has a phone call, the company has an urgent matter. When I got home, aunt Lam had already left. The brother seemed very angry. As soon as I got back to my room, he came looking for me. He frowned and asked: "How do you know Tham Mac? You can clearly see that your sister likes him, why did you agree with him in front of her?"

“Giang Tai Tai, if you do that, what will my sisters think?”

I predicted my brother would ask me. But it seems I was only half right. I don't understand.

“So what about Thoi Tuong?”

"Obviously you know that you and Thoi Tung have a verbal engagement, why did you cooperate for him and me? Then why did you force me to give in to you?"

I respect my brother very much. From childhood to adulthood, I never once argued against what he said. The first time he heard me retort, his expression flashed with surprise. Then he rubbed his forehead, controlled his temper and said: "How can these two things be combined?"

"In short, I don't agree with this marriage. I told Mrs. Tham that you and Tham Mac are not compatible, so quickly go and clarify with Tham Mac, saying you don't want to get married."

It's this tone that doesn't allow negotiation. On the doorstep, a piece of clothing appeared. I looked and suddenly understood. So, this is the "way" a brother talks to his sister...

“I don't want it, so who does?”

“What about you?”

"But Tham Mac said, he likes you."

Hearing that, the older sister finally came out. She just didn't step closer, just stood at the door, silently shedding tears.

"Why, don't you like Thoi Tung? Why are you fighting over Tham Mac?"

“I asked Thoi Tung to reconcile with you, can you and Thoi Tung get back together?”

No way. When do I compete? Doesn't Cui Tung like you? If you don't like it, that's fine. Why did you drag me in and stuff me back?

“I don't…”

“Chat!”

A strong slap landed on my face. The world was quiet for a moment. I saw my sister crying and saying something. Seeing his brother's lips move. A long while later, my brother's thunderous voice broke through the air and entered my ears.

"Giang Tai Tai, from childhood to adulthood, what did you want that you didn't have? Why do you always have to fight with your sisters?"

Touch your burning cheeks. My tears finally fell in large drops. The pent-up resentment for nearly a year finally exploded in this moment.

“Even if you say it, will Tham Mac stay with her?”

"If she can't have it, then you can't have it either."

So that's it. It turns out that the things my sister has, I am not allowed to have. For example, handbags and tuxedos. As for the things your sister can't have, you can't have them. I'm not allowed to have either. Like Tham Mac.