Chapter 5 — Holding Your Hand Walking Through The Past

When she received enough satisfactory answers, Tran Tieu Nhan waved her hand generously like an "exemplary mother-in-law": "I agree to let you pursue Tieu So!" Before I could react, Ve Quang Chieu breathed a sigh of relief and sincerely said: "Thank you!" Waiting for Ve Quang Chieu to leave, I regained my composure and explained softly: "I... I don't... like him at all..." Tran Tieu Nhan squeezed my cheek, glared long, followed by a legendary eye roll: "You open your mouth and I can see your intestines. When you lift your butt, I can immediately tell if you fart big or small. And you say you don't like it?!" … Me: “…” My best friend understands so much that it's scary. 9 I originally thought that with Ta Dinh Van's arrogant personality, if I refused several times, he would know what to do and withdraw. But I was wrong. He seems... addicted to me. As for Tran Tieu Nhan, after being reborn, he was crazy busy: • Sometimes he invested in this project. • Sometimes consider investing elsewhere. Busy as a senior financial expert. Worked for three days, asked for two and a half days off, and the direct boss didn't dare say a single word. Regarding Tran Tieu Nhan's love life, according to her, in her previous life she married the male god of our high school. This person's family background is poor, but his personality is resilient and diligent. Indeed, Tran Tieu Nhan did not see the wrong person: later, the male god that year successfully started his own business and established his own company. Of course, Tran Tieu Nhan poured in the starting capital at that time. Just like in his previous life, at the class reunion, the high school male god proactively walked over and wanted to become WeChat friends with Tran Tieu Nhan. I stood aside and observed, admitting that he was indeed very handsome, and his temperament was also... sky-high. But for some reason, Tran Tieu Nhan this time... had no intention of nodding. She pretended to be confused, saying something extremely clumsy: "Ah... gosh, my phone... is out of battery." The reason... was so clumsy that I felt embarrassed. Of course, the third-level male god heard it immediately. After being rejected, the third level male god's eyes flashed with a trace of unwillingness. Over the next week, he continued to "accidentally" appear, creating all kinds of "coincidental encounters". But every time that happened, Tran Tieu Nhan responded with a cold face, distant eyes, deliberately not letting him get close. I was a bit confused, so I asked: "Hey, maybe... did the male god do something wrong to you in his previous life?" Unexpectedly, Tran Tieu Nhan just shook his head slightly.

“He… didn't do anything wrong to me.” "He always gave me the feeling of being loved. When I first started my career, he would pick me up and take me to work every morning. No matter how busy he was, he wouldn't forget to take care of me." Tieu Nhan's voice lowered slightly, her eyes absentmindedly as if remembering those years. "Later, I never could have children. His mother was extremely against it, but he did not divorce."

She curled her lips and smiled slightly, that smile... was both warm and bitter: "It's just... later I found out I had cancer. He took me abroad for treatment, then... brought little tam from outside to live together in the house." I was stunned. Tieu Nhan smiled faintly and continued, her tone as if she were joking, but I could hear the fatigue hidden deep inside: "Actually... I'm not at a loss at all. I spent his money, I've spent more than the capital I invested in him in the past. It's time for treatment." illness, all hospital bills were paid by him." I was silent for a long time. Unlike Tieu Nhan, I couldn't find peace in those words. The only thing I heard —— “She had cancer.” Since childhood, it was Tran Tieu Nhan and aunt Tran who protected me. My father... ran after another woman. Her father... was no better, leaving without a trace with a "lover". My mother passed away early. Grandma only goes to the city once a month, just to make sure... I'm still alive. If it weren't for Aunt Tran and Tieu Nhan by my side, I really don't know... what I would have turned into right now. Thinking about that, I couldn't hold back anymore, tears flowed endlessly. Tran Tieu Nhan pouted and snorted softly: "Why are you crying? Isn't that a disease that can be cured?!" I was still sobbing, chokingly asked: "Is... you won't tell me who you will marry in the future... because... you died early?" The air suddenly froze for a moment. Tran Tieu Nhan was momentarily silent, his eyes wavered, but quickly smiled reassuringly: "It's okay, now I have a regular health check-up, I won't die early anymore." I choked my voice and blurted out: "Don't say that word!" My eyes were red, my nose was about to fall, I looked at her full of resentment. To comfort me, Tran Tieu Nhan threw out a "unique move": "Okay, let me take you to see a male model striptease." I: "???" This… what does this have to do with each other?! But in the end... I still nodded in agreement. In the club. Muscular male models danced wildly, each abs shiny like high-end chocolate. One of them finished jumping, walked straight to me, leaned in, got close, and put the glass of wine to his lips. I admit... I have desire, but no courage. I just dared to look full, quickly waved my hand and refused: "No, no, thank you... I... can't drink alcohol." But Tran Tieu Nhan did not stay calm. She flipped her hair and waved her arms energetically: "Brothers, let's go, I'll take everyone for a walk on the windy night streets!" So, two eight-pack male models excitedly followed us to the parking lot. As soon as I walked out of the club door, I unconsciously turned my head —— And then... I saw... Nicholas Tse. Tse Dinh Van wore a high-class suit, standing next to a shiny Rolls-Royce Cullinan, with an imposing aura and a perfect appearance as if he stepped out of a magazine. He paused for a second, then immediately reacted, his voice low but carrying criticism: "Chu Nhu So, you know I'm having a social party here, are you deliberately following me?" “Are you going to use this…to make me jealous?” I rolled my eyes and calmly replied: "You're standing in my way." He paused slightly, the corners of his lips curled up slightly as if trying to be patient, his eyes were full of helplessness - like he was looking at an angry wife, thinking that I was "acting coy" because he neglected me. Tran Tieu Nhan stood next to him and smiled faintly, glanced at Ta Dinh Van, and said sarcastically: "General Director Ta, this is not a company. We still have work to do, please let us go first." At this moment, one of the two male models came out of the club and wrapped his arms around my waist. I hesitated for half a second... then didn't refuse at all. As long as it angers Nicholas Tse, that's enough. I walked a few steps, still feeling his cold eyes watching me. Looking at his know-it-all face, sure of victory, my heart suddenly broke I became angry and angry. Why… Why was he reincarnated?! You're reincarnated... is it just to come here to make me crazy?! The more I thought, the angrier I became. And then, before Tse's stunned eyes, I raised my fist —— “POP!!!” A punch right in his face. Ta Dinh Van was originally unable to touch women, but... in this life, the first time he was touched by a woman - I punched him. He widened his eyes, unable to believe it, his voice was hoarse, carrying fear: "Chu Nhu So... you... you dare to hit me?" I didn't answer, just gave him a second punch. “BOOM!!!” Next to me, Tran Tieu Nhan had just calmed me down, my emotions had not yet stabilized. In a moment, anger, resentment and fatigue exploded like a pressure cooker being torn apart. No more repression. No more reason. There's only... anger and retaliation. I sat down on Ta Dinh Van's body, my fists continuously fell, each punch hitting the flesh, without any mercy. Just a moment later, Ta Dinh Van no longer had the strength to say a complete sentence. His secretary quickly rushed forward, but was stopped by Tran Tieu Nhan and two male muscle models working together. It took a while for the secretary to squeeze closer, while bending over, she awkwardly pulled me up: "Okay, okay... General Manager Ta... he didn't mean it." I stood up, brushed my hands, turned around and left.