Chapter 4 — Just got through the book and has a husband and children

I bewilderedly replied softly, "um", as if there was a response. He lifted my face, laughed, and placed a few gentle kisses in succession: "You're so cute right now." He bowed his head and called softly: "Wife." We've kissed so many times, but I'm still so embarrassed that I blush. I suddenly remembered a comment I passed by: - Her father is truly a "genuine kisser"! Today I scheduled a general health check-up for my baby. Uncle Kham had more specialized classes than me, so I went to class first to wait for him to finish class. In the last class, waiting for so long is a bit boring. I stood on tiptoe and looked through the classroom window inside. Uncle Kham was leaning against the wall at the back of the classroom, looking lazy, the pen in his hand slowly turning back and forth. Inside there was chatter: "Oh look, Song's sister is here again." "Mr. Tham's treatment is amazing. She really came to see me to reconnect with her old love." A few whispers fell into my ears. A few male students squinted and looked at me - as did Tham Bach Than. He raised his eyebrows, as if surprised. But he quickly snorted coldly, acting arrogant, just kept glancing at where I was standing. Me: …… In my head, I couldn't help but hear Chau Tinh Tri's classic line: "Tch, get out of the way - don't stop me from looking at my man!" Uncle Kham saw me outside the door. Taking advantage of the time the teacher was bowing his head to change PPT slides, he bent down and gently slipped out. I was a little nervous: "Is it okay to skip school... is it okay?" "Roll is taken, it's okay. Let's go." For some reason, Tham Bach Than felt a little uneasy. There were still a few people in the class chatting: "Huh? Mr. Khin is gone? Oh, Song's sister is nowhere to be found!" "What a coincidence? Could there really be something between the two of them?" "What nonsense! Have you ever seen them talk to each other? What could happen to two strangers——" Meanwhile, Uncle Kham pressed me down, breathing heavily, leisurely kissing my neck. Little by little, kiss upwards... until the lips. I ran my fingers through his hair, and he kissed me dizzily, my mind spinning. “Didn't say anything?” – he asked. I said a sleepy "yes" and reluctantly answered. He lifted my face, smiled softly, and kissed me several times: "You're so cute right now." He softly called: "Wife." Even though we kissed countless times, I was still embarrassed and blushed. I suddenly remembered a bullet line that appeared on the screen: The baby's father is truly a "genuine kisser"! 10 The baby is completely healthy. Uncle Kham and I moved out of the dormitory and started living together. I sat cross-legged on the sofa, diligently revising my CV to prepare for the upcoming internship. The baby struggled to crawl onto the sofa: "Mom, play with me!" “Good baby, don't bother mom.” Uncle Kham picked the baby up and placed him in his arms, his chin resting lightly on the baby's soft head. Father and son opened a comic book: "Dad, will you tell me the bunny story?" “Okay~” The doorbell rang. Today the maid had a day off, so I quickly ran to open the door. "Mr. Uncle Kham... Uh? You guys are...?" “Ha Chi Song?” I was stunned. In front of him was a group of badminton club members, including Tham Bach Than, and next to him was Lam Niem holding his arm. “Ha Chi Song, why did you appear here?” Tham Bach Than's face darkened, he strode into the house, walked around me and saw the scene Uncle Kham is holding the baby in the living room. He exploded with rage: “What are you two!?” The baby was half asleep. Uncle Kham gently covered the baby's head and carried him into the room. When he returned, his whole body emitted a terrifyingly low pressure. “What are you crazy about, this is my house.” “You motherfucker… you really snatched my boyfriend!” I reacted quickly and pulled him back, frantically turned my head and called out: "Hey! You guys quickly hold him back!" At this moment, the group of people in the club suddenly woke up and rushed to intervene. Lam Niem glared at me sharply and pushed past me: "Get out of the way." Tham Bach Than was held back by someone, his face still gloomy, screaming: "Ha Chi Song! I told you! You insisted on breaking up, it turned out it was because of him, right!?" I find it really hard to believe his blatant blame. "We broke up a long time ago. Now it's my right to be with whoever I am with." Uncle Kham chuckled, his eyes arrogant. He stepped forward, grabbed my hand, clasped my fingers together, and held it up high as if declaring sovereignty: "That's right, we're in love. Got it?" "Understood... your mother! Stealing someone else's girlfriend is still human!?" Tham Bach Than's face was full of anger, gritting his teeth. Completely ignoring the pale face of Lam Niem next to him: "I... senior..." Obviously now her official lover is her. The president of the badminton club quickly calmed the atmosphere: "Everyone, what are you talking about? We came today to discuss the celebration party..." Everyone tried to dissuade him. Only Lam Niem snorted sarcastically, then vented all his anger on me. "Sister, you're really fast. Not long after we broke up, we've already moved in together. I guess everything that should be done, shouldn't be done... has already been done, right?" "It's not as good as my younger sister who has the ability to be a child and still be able to play a pitiful role. Now that you've achieved what you wanted, you should be thanking me for giving you the man." In the past, because she was Tham Bach Than's junior, I always endured everything. So in her eyes, I'm probably the type that's easy to bully. But now — I don't need to hold back anymore. “I also return that sentence to you verbatim.” The veil of falsehood was exposed by me right in front of many people. Everyone didn't know what to say for a moment and was silent. Someone secretly glanced at Lam Niem and Tham Bach Than and whispered: "I told you, those two people have always looked very shady." “So it turns out she's such a thick-faced person…” “Sigh, you really know someone who knows their face but doesn't know their heart.” “Mom, dad, are you two arguing?” The baby rubbed his eyes and walked out barefoot. The girl walked up to Tham Bach Than in bewilderment and raised her head: "Uncle Tham, are you coming to play again?" "Uncle? Am I that old?" Tham Bach Than's angry face immediately cracked. Uncle Kham quickly picked up the baby: "The floor is cold, come on." One hand holds the child, the other holds my hand. All three people stood next to each other like a real family, warm and harmonious. Tham Bach Than narrowed his eyes: "What is this child?" A junior who had been at the cafe before quickly explained: "Ah... this is her younger sister... she usually likes to play pretend family games... ha ha... is Tham okay?" Tham Bach Than claims to be the person who understands me best, so why would he believe me? Sharp His face became more and more gray: "Ha Chi Song, we lived together for so many years, how come I didn't know you had a younger sister?" "That's enough. It's too noisy, my baby is about to sleep." Uncle Kham lost patience, coldly called out the guests, pointed straight to the door: "Go. All. Everything." Everyone was forced to leave. Before leaving the door, Tham Bach Than turned back to glance at me one last time. There was anger and unwillingness in his eyes. The play ends today. I pondered. “Baby, you called Uncle Tham just now… do you know him?” Could it be... that I still keep in touch with him after getting married? The little girl innocently replied: "Yes, uncle Tham often comes to my house to play. Always when dad is not home, he secretly talks to mom and even takes her out." I nervously asked: "Mom, are you really going?" The baby nodded, her voice sweet: "Mommy is going to bed." I don't understand what that sentence means. The baby is still innocent and innocent. Finally... I gave up and didn't ask anymore. 13 Soon, I found an internship. Is in a subsidiary of a large corporation. The benefits and co-worker environment are all quite good, and in the right field, I find myself adapting well. But then, my direct manager suddenly transferred me to another department. At the same time, you still have to complete the work in your old position, which is equivalent to holding two roles. The craziest thing is: The plan I submitted was returned time and time again. From the first edited version until the ninth version... nineteen. Manager Lam scolded me like a criminal: "I don't understand how a careless and irresponsible person like you was recruited here. If you ever submit such a pile of trash again, get the hell out of here!"