Chapter 12 — Great Lady Fake Weakness

I lowered my head to look at her: "You see, it's natural to cry like this." Mrs. Bui was so scared that she couldn't stand. Bui Do walked quickly and looked at me first: "Are you hurt?" I said: “No.” He glanced at Luong Chi: "Report to the police." Luong Chi collapsed and screamed: "Bui Do! Do you really not respect your old love at all?" Bui Do's voice was very calm: "I respect you, that's why you can still stand here." He stopped for a moment. “No, I'm lying down now.” I looked at him. Mr. Bui, you are also very funny. When the police took Luong Chi away, she tore off her mask: "Minh Yeu, do you think you've won? The Bui family never accepts people like you! Do you think Mrs. Bui will really let you in? She's afraid of you, she hates you, she just doesn't dare to say it!" The living room fell silent. Mrs. Bui's face was very ugly. I let go and said nothing. Actually, this sentence of Luong Chi is not wrong. Mrs. Bui is really afraid of me, and it is also very difficult to accept me. I am completely different from the daughter-in-law in her imagination. What she wants is a gentle, gentle woman who can be respectful, can attend parties with Bui Do, and can also save the Bui family's reputation. As for me, I can save my face. In the literal sense of the word "support". Whoever dares to take down their face, I can smash them to straighten their face. After Luong Chi was taken away, Mrs. Bui looked at me, her lips moved, and finally said: "Today's matter... thank you." I was a bit surprised. She said again: "Before, it was because I was prejudiced against you." I stood still, not knowing how to respond. Mrs. Bui didn't seem to be used to bowing her head, her tone was still a bit forced: "The Bui family these years has been too focused on face, following rules for too long, sometimes on the contrary, we can't see people's hearts clearly. Luong Chi grew up right under my eyelids and I couldn't see through it either. You just became a bride, I hated you first." I thought for a moment, then said: “It's okay, Mom.” Mrs. Bui looked at me. I said seriously: "Mom, I don't hate being wrong, I'm really not like the average daughter-in-law of a wealthy family." Mrs. Bui: "..." Bui Do tilted his head and smiled softly. The air suddenly loosened. Mrs. Bui rubbed her eyebrows: "Forget it. If the table is broken, it's broken. It's okay if you're okay." I was very touched: "Mom, you're saying this more and more like my father." Mrs. Bui's expression stiffened. Bui Do coughed lightly. From that day on, Mrs. Bui's attitude towards me truly softened. She began to teach me some of the Bui family's ways of treating people. She teaches very seriously, I also study very seriously. Although sometimes small problems still occur. For example, she took me to have afternoon tea with the other ladies, and some sarcastically insinuated that the Minh family's family background was not clean. I originally intended to endure it, but found out that the lady's husband just learned that he owed my father thirty million. I immediately reminded her to remind her husband to pay. Her face was green. For example, someone said I don't look like someone who knows how to manage housework, I humbly replied that I really don't know how to do housework, I only know how to manage a few hundred juniors. The other person almost dropped the cup. Or when Mrs. Bui told me to learn how to arrange flowers, I arranged the work It looks like the altar of a gang of gangsters. Mrs. Bui stared at that flower pot for a long time, and finally said: "That's quite impressive." I replied: “Thank you, Mom.” She said: "Next time don't plug it in anymore." The relationship between Bui Do and I also gradually became more natural. He is very busy with work, but comes home every day for dinner. At first I thought he came back to monitor whether I was demolishing the house or not, then I discovered he just wanted to eat with me.