Chapter 5 — I Rely On Lying Still And Ignoring It, The Back Trach Fighting System Goes Crazy

I also used the money I got from pawning the gifts Tieu Canh Minh gave me to renovate Thanh Chi Vien again, buy a small stone mortar, and grind soy milk myself to drink. That day, I was grinding soy milk in the yard when an unexpected person came. It's An Vien Hau. My biological parents. He was dressed in civilian clothes, with only a small servant behind him, looking a little less majestic than the last time at the banquet, but a little more... tired. He looked at me skillfully pushing the stone mortar, his eyes extremely complicated. He cleared his throat, deliberately attracting my attention. I stopped the movements in my hand, turned my head to look at him, and bowed without arrogance or flattery.

“Father.”

An Vien Hau nodded, sat down on the stone bench in the yard, his eyes glanced over my vegetable garden and my swing, finally stopping on me.

“Are you... familiar here?”

This was the first time he used an almost "gentle" tone to talk to me. I answer briefly.

“I heard this servant say, have you pawned the things Canh Minh gave you?”

He asked again. I don't deny it. An Vien Hau was silent. He looked at me for a long time, so long that I thought he was about to get angry, but in the end he just sighed softly.

“Tri Nhi, are... are you blaming us?”

【It's here! Warm moment between father and daughter! Host, quickly! Cry! Jump into his arms and cry! Tell him how much hardship you have endured in the past 18 years, and how much self-pity you will have to endure after returning! This is the best opportunity to gain fatherly love and consolidate your position!】 The system that was pretending to be dead suddenly came back to life, even more excited than me. I looked at An Vien Hau's face filled with some guilt and scrutiny, and shook my head slightly.

“No blame.”

I speak honestly. What do we have to blame? Do you blame them for losing us 18 years ago? That was just unexpected. Blame them for treating me coldly after 18 years, but being close to Khuong Du? That is human common sense. To An Vien Hau and his wife, I am just a girl who suddenly appeared, only related by "blood". And Khuong Du is the one who has been with them for 18 years, the one they have poured all their heart and soul into nurturing. That thing called love cannot be measured by bloodline.

“Father, you don't need to worry.”

I poured him a bowl of freshly ground soy milk.

"Even though I grew up in the countryside, I still understand the logic. The Marquis gave me a place to stay, and I was extremely grateful."

An Vien Hau held a bowl of steaming soy milk, his hands shaking slightly. Perhaps he did not expect me to say such words. He originally thought I would cry. Will cause chaos. Will complain. Will take advantage of his guilt to seek his own benefit. But we don't do that.

“Tri Nhi, I…”

He opened his mouth to say something, but didn't know where to start. At that moment, a commotion rang out outside. A small private crawled and ran in, his face full of panic.

"Master Marquis, it's not good! Miss Du... Miss Du fell into the water!"

An Vien Hau stood up with a "sudden" sound. The bowl in his hand fell to the ground, breaking into pieces. Soy milk poured all over the ground, the warm liquid splashed onto the hem of my dress. He shouted loudly.

“In... at the lotus pond in the mansion!”

An Vien Hau came to look at me more Not even one, immediately ran straight out. I looked at his extremely impatient back, then lowered my head to look at my stained skirt, my eyes still calm. 【Host, the golden fake fell into the water! This is a classic scene of slander and harm in a backroom fight! There's a 99% chance she jumped down and blamed you! Quickly! We went there too! We can't let her achieve her goal!】 The system frantically sent warning signals in my head. I slowly squatted down and used a handkerchief to wipe the stains on my dress.

“What's the hurry?”

We talk to the system in our head.

"Wait until they finish performing and then let's go see the results."

This kind of low-level slander and calamity, I'm not even interested in seeing it. I just feel sorry for the bowl of soy milk that I worked so hard to grind. Finally we still arrived at the lotus pond. It's not because the system pushes it to the point of being annoying. It was because Tieu Dao ran to me while crying and told me that Mrs. Hau had confirmed that I was the one who pushed Khuong Du into the water, and wanted to use family law to deal with me.