Chapter 5 — Hidden Mission: Take Me Back to Be My Wife

9. Luong Hong pursed his lips tightly, removed me from his chest, and said sternly: "Sit seriously!" Under my infinitely regretful eyes, he began to re-button his shirt all the way to the neck. In a split second, the word "bare-chested male god" turned into the "virtuous and feisty male model" look of the first day we met. “These past few days, you only see me as a male model… just to play with?” His handsome face was cold, his eyes were as sharp as knives, as if he wanted to kill me on the spot with his eyes. I stammered: "No... you can't say that..." Luong Hong stared at me, her eyes piercing like X-ray rays. Then suddenly lifted up his shirt. Immediately, my eyes fell... glued to the row of eight taut abdominal muscles. Luong Hong: “Huh.” His eyes were full of "knowing exactly what kind of person she is", coldly curled his lips and smiled, then forcefully stuffed the hem of his shirt back into his pants. He covered it all up and was determined not to let me enjoy any "benefits". Sigh... That soft, elastic, smooth, tender chest muscle that I just touched... Thinking about it makes me crazy about it. I am not satisfied. Quietly inched closer, then tried reaching out again: "People say that when husband and wife quarrel, they make up at the end of the bed... How about we use a simpler way to resolve this conflict?" Luong Hong was made to laugh by me: "Okay. You choose - am I the fiance, or the husband?" I snatched my hand back immediately. Oh my god, how petty! Touching a little chest muscle and still demanding to get married, is it worth it! Seeing me curl up like a quail, retreating into the sofa and not daring to say anything anymore, Luong Hong could only hold his forehead and sigh, feeling helpless. He was silent for a moment and then said: "I understand... You were hurt by your ex-boyfriend's betrayal. The matter of finding a male model to comfort you, put it aside for now. But what happens in the future? Are you... are you not going to love anyone else anymore?" He raised his head and looked at me with serious but gentle eyes. Those eyes touched me - so clear and sincere that my heart suddenly choked. "Even if you don't love me, it's okay. But I just hope... Don't use other people's mistakes to punish yourself. Don't throw away the ability to love and be loved. You are a very good girl, deserving of all the best things in the world." My heart is as tangled as a ball of wool scratched by a cat. I lowered my eyes, avoiding his gaze. For a long time, I couldn't say anything. Luong Hong's phone kept vibrating non-stop. He waited for a long time... but still couldn't wait for an answer from me. Finally, he sighed softly and stood up: "As long as you're safe, it's okay. I have something urgent, so I'll go first. I'll be very busy these days... We should be quiet for a while, to think carefully." Before leaving, Luong Hong walked next to me and gently patted my head. His hands were wide and strong, but when they touched my hair, they were so gentle that it made my heart break. “San San… If you don't give your heart, you won't be hurt, but maybe… you'll also miss out on a lot of beautiful scenery.” The door was closed gently. The corners of my eyes sting. My body went limp, I face down on the sofa, lying still without moving. Have I… disappointed Liang Hong? Does he… hate me? His scent still lingers in the air. There was still warmth on the fabric where he used to sit. A relationship… It hasn't officially started yet, but it already seems like... it's about to end. 10. I returned to my old life again. Every day the same route to work - after work, monotonous and familiar. Occasionally when I come across something interesting, I still send it to Luong Hong, sharing a few pieces of my daily life: Funny jokes online, shocking news at the company, or some dog-bite-cat drama I heard from the neighbor's house... It's just that - as he said - he's really busy. Reply messages are no longer as fast as before. Body photos are no longer sent regularly every day. Most of them only responded with a few short words, then left without a word. The disaster is not single-minded. Right after Luong Hong gradually withdrew from sight, some strange signs began to appear in my life. At first it was at the company. The receptionist called me back: "Someone sent you flowers." A bouquet of blood-red roses stood out in the middle of the hall, among the petals was a delicate little card. I opened it suspiciously: 【I know everything about you.】 “…Throw it away.” I smiled and said to the receptionist. Then it's time to go home. There is a package in front of the door that was not ordered by me. I tore open the packaging that bore my name — inside was a beautifully wrapped gift box, containing some delicate underwear — terrifyingly private. At the top is a postcard drenched in perfume: 【Do you like it? It suits you very well.】 I didn't change my expression and threw it straight into the trash. Then later — My phone started receiving messages of unknown origin. Open it — there are secret photos of me taken in all sorts of places. I quietly deleted everything, then turned off my phone. It was as if… he knew I would do it. The screen lights up again. New message: 【Do you miss me?】 Next message: 【I'm always watching you.】 I stared at the screen, not taking my eyes off for a long time. From the initial stealthy surveillance, to now the blatant threats - the bad intentions are becoming clearer and clearer, no longer hidden. He was definitely… at the end of his patience. I thought for a while, opened my contacts, typed a few messages... A few days later. Late at night, I went downstairs to take out the trash. The dense grove of trees under the flickering lights of the night cast dark shadows, swaying with the wind, looking like something was hiding. Suddenly — an arm hugged me from behind. A voice smiled softly in my ear: "Do you miss me?" Cam Hong Tan lowered his head to rest on my shoulder, inhaling the scent of my hair as if he were cuddling intimately. Just like a pair of passionate lovers. "You know, I can't forget you. The so-called new boyfriend is just a hoax. Because of you, I go out drinking, hire a male escort, and say I won't love anyone else in the future... Linh San, I love you so much." I'm not surprised. "The person that day followed me and Thanh Thanh at the restaurant... It was indeed you." Cam Hong Tan did not hide anything, even appeared calm: "Come back with me." I asked: "Are you planning to kidnap me in broad daylight like this without fear of anyone intervening?" He smirked, hugged tighter, his voice still intimate: "Who wants to interfere? I'm your boyfriend - it's just family matters. I never said goodbye, I've always loved you. As long as you're good, I won't do anything to you." My voice was cold: "What if I'm not good?" Cam Hong Tan stiffened for a moment, then gritted his teeth: "I..." I interrupted him: "If I refuse you, will you What? Hit me, lock me up, or humiliate me?” The person behind was silent for a moment, his smile gradually disappearing. Suddenly, he squeezed my chin hard, forcing me to turn my head to face his cold, dark eyes. “I don't have much patience, Linh San. Don't always intentionally make me angry." He pulled out a small knife and pressed it straight into the belt behind me. The cold blade touched my skin, making me shiver. “Go. Get in the car.” Well, the hero does not suffer immediate losses. I didn't say another word, obediently followed, stepping into the passenger seat. Cam Hong Tan seemed very satisfied with my obedience. He put the knife away, then pretended to be affectionate, reaching out to pat my cheek: "Very good, such a good girl." After saying that, he pretended to gently close the car door for me, then turned around to the other side of the car. At that moment — From the roadside tree trunk, three figures suddenly rushed out. My close friend - Lam Thanh Thanh, led two tall and muscular guys, rushing straight towards him. Even though she ran last, she was the one who shouted the loudest: “That's it! Hit me!” Ten minutes later. The two strongmen each grabbed one arm, twisted Cam Hong Tan's body, forcing him onto the hood. Lam Thanh Thanh's face was gloomy, he stepped on his high heels arrogantly and walked forward. “PACK! PACK!” Two fiery slaps left symmetrical marks on his face. “How dare someone like you dare to bully my friend? Do you want me to call someone to deal with you, you bastard?