Chapter 5 — In Rebirth, My Sister Stole My Cold-Faced Husband

"She hasn't gotten married yet. Before September, she was still part of the Tham family." His voice regained composure, but his knuckles were still clenched, "Tham Chieu Ninh, regardless of whether you believe it or not, your death in the previous life will not be repeated in this life. I will not allow it."

“You don't allow it?” I stood up, "Bui Nghien Chi, from the moment you chose Tham Minh Chau, my business no longer has anything to do with you. Ta Lam Uyen will protect me——"

“Does he know about her rebirth?”

I'm quiet.

“He doesn't know.” Bui Nghien Chi said, "He didn't know that someone in his previous life had harmed her, he didn't know what kind of person Tham Minh Chau was, and he didn't know the danger she was facing. How did he protect her?"

“I will tell him.”

"What are you going to say? 'I died once in my previous life, and was poisoned by my sister'?"

I bit my lip. What he said was not wrong. I cannot explain this to Ta Lam Uyen. But Bui Nghien Chi's next words made my face immediately cold.

“Then let me come.”

“I was your husband in my previous life.”

“Husband from previous life.” I repeat once, "In my previous life, you didn't even know how I died. When you came back, I was already cold—you said it yourself."

His face was pale. Outside the door came the sound of footsteps. Ta Lam Uyen pushed the door and walked in. His eyes glanced at me and Bui Nghien Chi, the smile on his face faded a bit.

“Am I bothering you?”

"Do not have." I walked to his side, "Young Khanh Bui just started preparing to leave."

Bui Nghien Chi's eyes looking at Ta Lam Uyen were extremely complicated. He stood up, brushed his sleeves, and when he passed by Ta Lam Uyen, he stopped.

“Second Young Master Ta.”

“Master Bui.”

"There is danger around your fiancee, I've already mentioned it. If you can't protect her——"

“There's no need for Young Master Bui to worry.” Ta Lam Uyen's voice was so calm that it didn't sound like him, "my people, I protect myself."

The two looked at each other for a moment. Bui Nghien Chi turned around and left. Ta Lam Uyen walked in front of me, bowed his head and observed for a moment.

“He bullied her?”

"Do not have."

“So why does her face not look good?”

“……Just tired.”

He let out an "oh" sound, then raised his hand to tuck a strand of hair from my forehead behind my ear.

"Then you should rest, I'll go to the kitchen to cook you a bowl of noodles."

“Don't you——”

“Don't worry, this time it won't burn!”

Half an hour later, Thanh Hoa brought out a bowl of black noodles. Ta Lam Uyen followed behind, with kitchen ash on his face.

“Just……a little burn. Just a little!” He held out his thumb and index finger, pointing at a small slit.

I looked at that bowl of noodles and was silent for five seconds. Then pick up the chopsticks. The noodles were burned. Salty broth. Vegetable leaves have not been washed yet. But we still ate it all.

“Not delicious.”

“So why did you eat it all?”

He laughed and used his sleeve to wipe his face, but the more he wiped, the dirtier it became. I held his hand and used a handkerchief to help him wipe it.

“Your face is full of ash.”

“So does she.”

“I didn't——”

He raised his hand and gently touched the tip of my nose.

“Now it is.”

Thanh Hoa quietly retreated from the room. ……..