Chapter 4 — Great Lady Fake Weakness

I winked at him, signaling to rest assured. This time I will definitely do it exactly as the manual teaches. I smiled weakly and said to Luong Chi: "I've been sick since I was little, I really can't eat too much." Luong Chi's face relaxed slightly. I continued: "So that half plate of shrimp just now is my medicine." Luong Chi: “?” I seriously explained: "The doctor said I have hypoglycemia and must use shrimp to receive blood to maintain my life." Bui Do looked away, his shoulders shaking slightly. It seems he is smiling. Mrs. Bui's face was extremely ugly.

“Myth.” She put down her chopsticks, "Miss Minh, the Bui family is not a place for you to act rashly."

I immediately bowed my head: "I'm sorry." The handbook advises that you must apologize quickly and appear docile. Mrs. Bui didn't seem to expect me to admit my mistake so quickly. She snorted coldly: "Tomorrow morning, I will invite the etiquette teacher to come. Since you are marrying into the Bui family, you must learn the necessary rules properly." I obediently nodded: "Yes." After eating, I went back to my room to call my dad. After listening, my father was extremely comforted: "Very good, know how to apologize, learn the rules, and make progress." I said: "Yes, tomorrow the etiquette teacher will come to teach you." My father said: "You must be humble and learn." I said: "Dad, don't worry."

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Chapter 3: Mrs. Bui's weakness training class At nine o'clock the next morning, the etiquette teacher arrived on time. Her last name is Thieu, over forty years old, her hair is neatly combed without a stray strand, she wears high heels, and holds a tiny teaching ruler in her hand. As soon as she entered the door, she looked at me with her eyes. “Miss Minh, I heard your rules are not very good.” I sat on the sofa and gently nodded: "Yes, please teach me more." Ms. Thieu was very satisfied with my attitude.

"So let's start from the standing position. The noble ladies stand in a standing position, sit in a sitting position, they can't be like those uneducated people out there."

After speaking, she used the ruler to gently tap my shoulder.

“Open your shoulders, straighten your back, tuck your chin in a bit. That's right, put your hands in front of your stomach.”

I followed. Ten minutes later, she frowned: "Miss Minh, don't stand so firmly." I was dumbfounded: "You have to have a steady standing posture, right?" She said: "Stand firmly but elegantly, not standing guarded." I readjust. Twenty minutes later, she frowned again: "You're too lethal." I bowed my head and looked back at myself. I'm just standing. Ms. Thieu sighed: "You have to imagine yourself as a willow branch, when the wind blows, you have to sway gently." I got it. I started swaying. With a swing, my skirt swept over the flower vase next to me. I reached out my hand to help. The vase is not broken. But the marble podium holding the flower vase was cracked. Ms. Thieu looked at the crack, her face pale. I hugged the flower vase and asked sincerely: "Auntie, am I swinging too hard?" Ms. Thieu's lips trembled: "Miss Minh, please sit down first." I sat down. She probably felt that the standing position was too dangerous, so she decided to change to something safer.

“Let's practice pouring tea.”

There should be no problem pouring tea. I picked up the teapot, my movements were very gentle. Ms. Thieu stood next to her: "The teapot must be steady, the water flow must be small, and the wrist must not be too stiff." I seriously poured. The water flow is very small, the tea is very fragrant, the cup of tea also very solid. The only problem is, the handle of the teapot was broken by me. Ms. Thieu and I both looked at that broken handle. She finally asked the question everyone wanted to ask.

“Miss Minh, are you really sick?”

I bowed my head, trying to make myself look as innocent as possible: “Yes.” Ms. Thieu took a deep breath: "Where are you weak?" I thought for a moment. “Weakness is in establishing image.”