Chapter 3 — Hidden Mission: Take Me Back to Be My Wife

I was so angry that my whole body was cold. In the next second, someone suddenly held my hand tightly — warm, steadfast. Uyen So took a step forward, blocking my face, blocking the dirty eyes that were scanning up and down from the other guy. His eyes were cold, scanning the dirty marks on Cam Hong Tan's body, calmly saying: "So you're scolding yourself for being more trash than trash?" Society has always taught women that: — Having a lot of sexual experience is shameful. But men are praised if they "can play with many girls". Cam Hong Tan certainly never expected that Uyen So - a man - would turn his back on the hidden rules of his gender, using the exact standards that society uses to evaluate women... projected back on him. He widened his eyes and opened his mouth for a long time. Finally, he couldn't continue to pretend to be polite anymore. His eyes were filled with anger: "You..." "Do you want to fight?" Uyen So interrupted him and calmly took another step forward. With a height of nearly one meter nine, a muscular body full of spirit, in an instant, the name Cam Hong Tan opposite him looked like a crippled onion standing in the middle of the market. Cam Hong Tan gritted his teeth, looking at him with dark eyes. A moment later, his gaze crossed Uyen So's shoulder and stabbed straight at me as if peeling off my bones: "Very good. I will remember this." 5. After Cam Hong Tan left, I somewhat embarrassedly turned to thank Uyen So: "Thank you... I will pay more." Even though our views are a bit different, I see him as a good person. Uyen So did not answer immediately. He looked at me for a moment, his eyes a bit hesitant: "You... did you hire me because you broke up?" What's up? Have you been seen? I nodded confusedly: “…Um, a little bit like that.” Uyen So sighed softly, her eyes softened as she looked at me, carrying a bit of... sadness: "He doesn't deserve you to do that. Appreciate yourself, live well. You only have one life. I'll give you your money back. Don't do this again in the future, you know?" I'm a bit confused. It is said that customers often advise girls in the industry to "give up and start over". But there's no such thing as... a seller giving bad advice to customers?! He is truly a professional guy, top of the top. But thinking back, you also helped me just now, and these words seem to be genuinely concerned for me. I secretly glanced at his face. Just after looking for a second, my eyes... slid down. Sigh… it's also because of him! The chest muscle is so big that it covers all eyesight, everything is blocked by it! I coughed lightly and asked seriously: "So... can I find you again?" Suddenly remembering his rule, I hastily added: "Nothing else, just wanted to... talk." Uyen So nodded decisively, very solemnly: "If you need me, you can find me at any time." He reached out to shake my hand. Big, warm hands, covering mine. Long, strong, powerful fingers. "Let me reintroduce myself. My name is... Luong Hong." After that day, Luong Hong and I became close friends... gentle and calm. Every day he sends me messages saying good morning, noon, and evening. Also shares many beautiful moments in everyday life: — brilliant sunsets, bright red maple leaves, adorable little dogs being walked by people... It's just... I don't understand why... Just keep quiet After a short while, he immediately turned into... a sick boyfriend! 【Please report your name.】 【Why haven't you responded for an hour?】 【Where are you going? What are you doing?】 【Answer!】 … He really… makes me want to cry to death. Because he wanted to stop me from looking for another male model, he used all his brains - used all his tricks - tried every trick. Until one late night — I couldn't bear it anymore and decided to speak frankly. 【I think everyone has the right to make their own choices. Why do you keep trying to stop me?】 After a long while, Luong Hong sent a very long series of messages. I read attentively and saw the following — 【My mother had an unhappy marriage. Therefore, she was like her, thinking about□□。 【After my father left her, she couldn't control her desire□□, and finally left me behind and went□□□□。 【Later I learned that excessive desire□□ is a kind of mental illness. If you have anything on your mind, just tell me, don't find it difficult to speak up. You're just...sick.】 ……？ C'mon this messaging app! Blocking sensitive keywords is better than the heroine of a dog blood story! Fortunately, I have practiced internal martial arts for many years on many literary platforms□□. Although I'm not sure what word he used, but since it was blocked, just boldly imagine in the "darkest" direction! I thought for a bit, then quickly figured it out. It seems he thought I was... "addicted to prostitutes". Using my mother as an example, I advised me not to let my desires go. At that time, aunts were already playing male models? It's so advanced, I admire you! To make sure I understood correctly, I decided that when I answered, I would... try using the blocked words again to see if it was in my taste. As a result, the message I sent turned out like this: 【Actually, I don't always want to□□, I just sometimes can't help myself so I try□□□□.】 【Don't worry, I won't hide it from you□□. If there is a need, I will say it first.】 Great! It feels like I just did a fill-in-the-blank test and got full marks! A while later, the other party sent a message back: 【I understand what you mean. But... in the future, let's just follow the platform's rules, okay?】 That's right. If you use the word "black" too much and get banned by the system, it's a big deal. I completely agree: {Read in full at Van Ha Tuong page} 【You're right. From now on, I will use "that" to replace the blocked words.】 So the two sides... reached a historic agreement. I happily put down the phone and fell asleep with peace of mind. A very satisfying night. A spiritual dialogue filled with poetry. Luong Hong and I are truly spiritually connected, no need to say much. 6. After the sincere “○○” conversation that night, the relationship between Luong Hong and I improved dramatically. Perhaps because he had confided his heart out, now every time he periodically checks, he no longer beats around the bush. Luong Hong: 【How do you feel today? Do you want “that”?】 …Although the words are a bit… rough, the reason is not wrong. But... it's too rough! I hesitated for a long time, then hesitantly answered: 【It's... okay.】 The other person seemed completely oblivious to my embarrassment. Luong Hong: 【If you want, you must tell me. I'll come right away.】 Me: 【…What are you doing when you come? Sit down and talk?】 The message box flashed for a long time, it seemed like they were carefully considering it before finally sending it. to: Luong Hong: 【Besides "that", is there anything else you want to do?】 I thought for a moment and then typed: 【Can I feel your chest muscles? Abdominal muscles are fine.】 Luong Hong: 【If I let you touch it, will you stop thinking about "that"?】 Me: 【Not sure... but maybe it will calm down a bit.】 The other end suddenly went silent. It seems... he did not agree to be touched. I turned off the phone in frustration. Ten minutes later, the screen suddenly lit up. Luong Hong: 【（image）】 【It's not convenient to touch, is it okay to take a look? Do you feel happier yet?】 It's so much fun!! Hehehehehe — Suddenly a handsome man with big breasts appeared! Two pink spots, looks soft, smooth, like mochi cake. Me: 【Want… to suck.】 Luong Hong: 【…No, that's not good.】 Me: 【This is your last wish before you close your eyes to sleep… (poor face.jpg)】 Luong Hong: 【…Can I see a little more?】 【(photo)】【(photo)】 Photo of chest muscles, photo of abs, photo of grooves V-shaped belly — I've seen enough collections today. Me: 【It seems like there's one missing?】 Luong Hong: 【It's not missing, right?】 Me: 【Abdominal muscles have three parts: upper, middle and lower. Now there's the top and the middle, where's the bottom?】 Maybe I flirted too much, this time the other person reacted very quickly: 【No way.】