Chapter 2 — Let Go of the Past, Embrace Happiness

5 The class reunion officially began, the MC enthusiastically introduced the achievements of each former student. When Giang Chinh Han and Tham Le were mentioned, the whole hall applauded loudly — they have now become a famous startup couple. I didn't clap, just quietly sipped my glass of champagne. “Next, I would like to invite Mr. Giang Chinh Han to share his successful experience!” As soon as the MC finished speaking, Giang Chinh Han's eyes suddenly crossed the crowd and directly touched me. I didn't shy away and calmly looked back at him. I raised my glass of wine, smiled wordlessly: "Congratulations." Giang Chinh Han was momentarily stunned. It wasn't until Tham Le next to him gently pushed him that he came to his senses and stepped up to the podium to speak. The sharing session ends, everyone begins to interact freely. I secretly hoped they could ignore this hidden corner of me, but obviously fate wouldn't allow it. “An Tam, it's really nice of you to come.” Tham Le's voice rang right above my head. I raised my head, facing her carefully made-up face and Giang Chinh Han's somewhat forced smile. “Long time no see.” I raised my glass of wine, my voice calm as if I were greeting a stranger. Tham Le's eyes stopped on my left hand — The ring finger was empty. A flash of pride flashed in her eyes, and the corners of her lips curled even deeper. “We haven't seen each other for many years, are you still well?” Giang Chinh Han opened his mouth, his voice a bit dry. “I'm very good, thank you for your concern.” Tham Le suddenly took Giang Chinh Han's arm intimately: "Chinh Han has always been very worried about you, saying you are too strong and have not found someone to be by your side for all these years." She pretended to be considerate and winked: "Actually, with your conditions, it's not difficult to find a normal person to get married and live a day-to-day life. Why haven't you gotten married yet?" Watching her act, I suddenly felt funny. Ten years ago, with such a pitiful and weak appearance, little by little she pried Giang Chinh Han away from me. “Could it be… you are still waiting for me?” As soon as Giang Chinh Han uttered that sentence, the surrounding area immediately became quieter. Many old friends looked this way, and some people started whispering. I was amused by that ridiculous question, lowered my head to look at his empty ring finger, then looked up to face his complicated eyes. Have you ever thought, I don't wear a wedding ring... just because I'm afraid of scratching my three-year-old daughter. “Giang Chinh Han.” I put down the wine glass and looked straight into his eyes: "No need to be so thick-faced ——" 6 "Mom!" A young voice suddenly interrupted me. The whole hall immediately fell silent. I turned my head and immediately saw a lovely little girl, as white as a doll, running towards me. “Nien An?” I stood up, picked up the little girl who had just jumped into my arms: "Aren't you playing with the other children?" “I miss you mom.” Three-year-old Pho Niem An pouted, burying her face in the crook of my neck. The whole hall was as quiet as paper. I felt everyone's eyes on me, especially Giang Chinh Han and Tham Le. The former's face was pale, the latter looked like he had just seen a ghost. “This is your daughter?” Giang Chinh Han's voice trembled. “That's right, my daughter, Pho Niem An.” I gently patted her back and calmly replied. Niem An raised her head, blinked her big round eyes curiously and asked: "Mom, how many?" Who is this aunt and uncle? “She's my mother's old classmate.” I gently explained, then turned to look at the two people who were petrified. “Sorry, she misses her mom so much.” “Are you married?” Giang Chinh Han frowned tightly: "Why have I never heard of you holding a wedding?" Tham Le looked at me awkwardly: "An Tam, you can't deliberately hire someone to trick us because you saw me and Chinh Han together." I was amused by Tham Le's sentence, took out my phone from my pocket, and immediately opened the economic news posted this morning. On the screen is Pho Dinh in the interview, wearing a neat suit and deep eyes. “My husband, Pho Dinh.” I showed the screen to them: "As for the wedding ring, because I'm afraid of scratching my daughter's face, I don't wear it." Giang Chinh Han stared at the screen, his face as if someone had slapped him in the face: "Chairman Pho Dinh of Pho Thi Group?" Tham Le didn't bother looking at the screen, laughing sarcastically: "Ta An Tam, you should be a little more reasonable with your story!" Who doesn't know that Pho Dinh is famous as the single diamond of the business world, you——” “Mom, I want to go home.” Niem An stirred in my arms, her small hand rubbing her eyes: "Dad said he would take me to the aquarium today." I gently kissed my child's forehead: "Okay, now let's go find dad." I turned around to leave when Giang Chinh Han suddenly grabbed my wrist: "An Tam, don't make trouble anymore. I know you're still upset that I left you that year, you don't need to act like this." I immediately pushed his hand away, the force was enough to make him stagger back a step. 7 “Jiang Chinh Han!” I looked straight into his eyes, my voice was very light but loud enough for those around me to hear clearly: "Currently I have a husband, a daughter, and live a very happy life. Why do I have to pay attention to something that has passed for so long?” Tham Le suddenly squeezed in between the two of us, his eyes under his false eyelashes sparkled with malice: "Ta An Tam, are you looking for a man like Pho Dinh to be a substitute?" Or..." She lowered her voice: "You are someone's third person, without status? That's why there's no wedding?" I was amused by that sentence: "Do I have to specifically inform my ex-boyfriend and the person who stole my boyfriend in high school when I get married?" In that case, Giang Chinh Han and Tham Le deliberately provoked me, so I don't need to be polite. Anyway, what happened between the three of us that year was so noisy throughout the school. Sure enough, the smile at the corner of Tham Le's lips immediately stiffened. Giang Chinh Han's face also became very unsightly. At that moment, my phone rang. On the screen are the words "Dear husband" flashing. I pressed the listen button, and Pho Dinh's deep voice rang out clearly through the speakerphone: "Are you done yet?" I'm waiting for you and Niem An in front of the school gate." “Get out here now.” I decisively hung up, glanced at Giang Chinh Han one last time: "My husband has come to pick me up, you are blocking my way." When passing by the two people, Niem An immediately reached out and gently pushed Giang Chinh Han and Tham Le. Giang Chinh Han was still able to catch it, but Tham Le was wearing high heels and stumbled and almost fell. “Huh! You guys deserve to bully my mother!” When I took my daughter out of the hall, I could clearly hear Tham Le deliberately raising his voice behind me: "Chinh Han, don't worry about her anymore. There are people who are born without want to see others happy.” 8 “Mom, are you okay?” Niem An's tiny hand gently touched my face, as if comforting me. Only then did I realize that I had walked all the way to the school gate, the bright sunlight made my eyes sting. “It's okay, dear. Your mother is so powerful, what can they do to her?" I gently rubbed her hand and walked quickly towards the black car parked on the side of the road. The glass door slowly lowered, revealing a masculine face with clear features. The man turned his head and his deep eyes immediately softened when he saw my mother and me. “Have you been waiting long?” I opened the car door, picked up Niem An and put her in the child's seat. Pho Dinh reached out to help me smooth my wind-blown hair: "I just arrived." “Dad, someone is bullying mom.” Niem An pursed her lips and whispered to Pho Dinh. Pho Dinh gave her a carton of milk and gently said: "I know, I will help your mother take revenge." He glanced at the school gate: "Have you met them?" "YES." I buckled my seatbelt and tilted my head to look at him: "Don't worry, it's okay." Hearing that, Pho Dinh gently squeezed my hand: "Yes, the aquarium tickets have been booked. Niem An has been waiting forever." “Dad! I want to see dolphins!” Niem An sat in the back seat excitedly kicking her feet. Pho Dinh looked at his daughter through the rearview mirror and smiled: "Okay, let's go see the dolphin performance." Then he turned to me, lowered his voice: “What do you want to eat tonight? I told my aunt to prepare.” “Sweet and sour stir-fried ribs!!” Niem An enthusiastically waved her hand, spilling milk on the chair.