Chapter 18 — Great Lady Fake Weakness

At the end of the red carpet, Bui Do was waiting for me. My father gave my hand to him, lowered his voice and said: "My daughter's health has not been good since childhood." Bui Do looked at me, held back his laughter: "I know." My father continued: "He is very weak." Bui Do nodded: "Yes." I couldn't help but pinch him. He held my hand tightly, his smile deepened. When the MC read the vows, I looked at Bui Do and suddenly remembered the first day I stepped into the Bui family's house. At that time, I tried to bow my head, tried to speak softly, tried to make myself look like a small white flower blowing in the wind. The result on the first day was that the table cracked. Now that I think about it, that's good. At least from the beginning, the person he saw was the most authentic and "unlike" version of me. When it was my turn to say "I do", I didn't hesitate at all. Bui Do too. After giving me the ring, he leaned down and kissed me. There was loud applause below the stage. That Scar cried until his heart was broken, A Phat almost rushed up to stuff Bui Do with red envelopes. Mrs. Bui used her handkerchief to dab the corners of her eyes. My father looked away, pretending to admire the scenery. After the wedding ended, I sat exhausted in the break room, not wanting to move. Bui Do brought in the food. Not delicate pastries. It's a plate full of grilled chicken wings. My eyes lit up: "How did you know I wanted to eat this?" He said: “I've looked at it three times.” I picked up a chicken wing, almost moved to tears: "Bui Do."

“Hmm?”

“It would be nice to marry you.”

He sat down next to me, smiled and asked: "Is it just good?" I thought about it and corrected myself: "Extremely good." He was satisfied. I took a bite of the chicken wing and suddenly remembered a very serious problem: "Oh right, the security cooperation plan your father gave me, you're not going to sign it at full price, are you?" Bui Do looked at me. I seriously analyzed: "Even though he is my father, he inflated the price by 18%. You keep forcing the price down to 12%, he will pretend to be angry, but will definitely sign." Bui Do was silent for a few seconds then laughed: "Are you discussing this on your wedding night?" I justified: "The common property of husband and wife, you have to be careful." He moved closer, his voice lowered: "So should we talk about something else on the wedding night?" I almost choked on the chicken wings. Bui Do gave me the water, smiling very cunningly. I suddenly realized that this guy didn't have no sense of humor before, but he hid it too well. I took a sip of water and pretended to be calm: "Discussion." He raised his eyebrows. I said: "First let's talk about why you were so skillful at taking pictures of the vase during the wedding?" Bui Do paused. I squinted my eyes: "Mr. Bui, are you secretly practicing in secret from me?" He coughed lightly: "Just in case." I couldn't stop laughing. It turns out I'm not the only one trying to pretend to be weak. He's also working hard to adapt to a bride who can go wrong at any time. … A long time later, a story was still passed down in the Bui family. The young lady of the Bui family is not in good health and is extremely weak. Specifically, she cannot stand resentment. If you stay angry, your opponent will easily break a bone. She cannot bear hunger. Whenever he was hungry, Mr. Bui would personally go to the kitchen, making the entire Bui family tense as well. She cannot be bullied. Because often when bullied in the end, the person who needs to be comforted is the other person. Mrs. Bui initially intended to correct him repair. Later she gave up altogether. Even when someone asked, she would calmly say: "My daughter-in-law is really in poor health, ladies, talk carefully, don't scare her." The other party nodded vigorously. I sat next to him, holding a cup of tea, trying to smile.