Chapter 5 — Little Sun In Your World

6 After the exam cheating case was cleared, Giang The An - Giang Than's second uncle - finally could no longer sit still. He went to school himself. It was a weekend afternoon, Giang Than and I were studying in the library. A middle-aged man dressed neatly, with an overbearing aura, but with dark and cruel eyes, led two bodyguards and walked straight in front of us.

"Are you Lam Hieu Ngu?" Giang The An stood looking down at me, his eyes full of contempt and scrutiny. Before I could answer, Giang Than stood up and stood straight in front of me.

“Second uncle.” His voice was cold, containing a layer of caution.

Giang The An was a bit surprised, not expecting his nephew to open his mouth. But right after that, the corners of his lips curled up, his smile was bitterly ironic: "Oh? Ah Than can talk already? It seems this girl has quite a bit of ability." He pulled a check out of his pocket, put it on the table, and pushed it in front of me. "Five hundred thousand. Take the money and get away from my nephew." I looked at the check in front of me, the long line of zeros made my eyes a bit dizzy. To be honest, I was hesitant. Five hundred thousand — enough to take my grandmother to the best hospital, enough to build a spacious house in the countryside. I came close to Giang Than, wasn't it because of money? At that moment, I felt Giang Than's body stiffen. His hand grabbed my arm, unconsciously squeezing it, the force was so strong that it transmitted the tension to me. I raised my head, facing Giang The An's hypocritical face, the corner of my lips slowly curled up into a smile. I picked up the check, held it high in front of him, then... "rustle" — little by little, tore it into pieces. Finally, I threw that handful of scraps of paper right into his face.

"Sorry, second uncle," I followed his way of speaking, pretending to be innocent, smiling innocently: "I... don't have any advantages, only my eyes are a bit bad. In my eyes, Giang Than... is many times more valuable than this check."

Giang The An's face instantly turned black as the bottom of a pot. His finger pointed straight at me, so angry that he was shaking: "You unreasonable thing! You will regret it!" I crossed my arms, the corners of my lips curled coldly: "Regret? In my dictionary, Lam Hieu Ngu, there are no such words." I tilted my head, my smile was as cold as the wind: "And you, second uncle... Do too many bad things, be careful not to sleep at night, go out on the street... get hit by a car." Giang The An angrily left, his heavy footsteps echoing in the library, his aura swirling like a tornado. The room became quiet again. Giang Than was still standing in front of me, tall and thin, his figure straight, not moving an inch. “Hey… what are you doing?” I poked my finger into his chest, my eyes curved, teasingly: "Are you probably stunned by my handsome aura?" He bowed his head, his beautiful black eyes contained rolling waves, so complex that I couldn't guess. Suddenly, he hugged me tightly. The force was so strong — it was like I was afraid I would vanish right before my eyes.

“Don't go.” His voice was low, carrying a bit of muffled trembling, echoing in my ears like a plea, as well as a deep fear.

I was stunned for a moment, then smiled softly, hugged him back, my hand gently patted his back as if soothing a scared big dog: "What nonsense are you talking about... I already received your brother's money, the contract It hasn't expired yet, how can I leave?"

“It's not about money.” – he said softly.

I paused a bit, raised my head, and looked at him sideways: "So... why?" But he didn't answer, just hugged me tighter. His hot breath and pounding heartbeat resonated in his chest, transmitted straight to me. It's like... we're listening to the same song. In that moment, I suddenly realized that that five hundred thousand check... was no longer as attractive as before. 7 Giang The An's threat was quickly fulfilled. Using secret connections, he quickly found out my grandmother's whereabouts in the countryside. One night, I received a phone call from the village chief. His voice was panicked and trembling: “Hieu Ngu! Come back now! My grandmother... she fell down the stairs, broke her leg, and is currently in the emergency room at the district hospital! I was stunned as if struck by lightning. My grandmother is old, but her health has always been good... why did she suddenly fall down the stairs? Immediately, I thought of Giang The An. His whole body was cold, his arms and legs were shaking, a stream of fear and anger rose up into his throat. Giang Than immediately noticed my instability. He held my cold hand tightly, his eyebrows furrowed, his eyes dark: "What happened?" My tears... finally couldn't hold it in anymore, drop by drop, drop by drop. I sobbed and told Giang Than her story. “It was him who did it… it was definitely him… he wanted to force me to leave…”

“Don't be afraid.” Giang Than hugged me, his big hand gently patted my back, his voice was deep but warm, carrying a strange strength that made people feel reassured: "I'm here."

Right after that, he took out his phone and called Giang Phong, his voice was sharper than ever: "Call the best orthopedic doctor immediately, prepare the emergency team, take her grandmother to the best private hospital in A town." Fast." Then he held my hand tightly, his eyes as determined as a knife: "Let's go to the hospital now." At the hospital, I saw her lying on the hospital bed, her leg in a white cast. Seeing me rushing towards her, she tried to smile again, softly comforting: "Don't be afraid, Tieu Ngu, you're okay, just... accidentally slipped." I know, she just doesn't want me to worry. Giang Phong quickly investigated the truth. Your people found two thugs that Giang The An hired to come to my hometown. They pressed them, one guy finally confessed: "It was... Giang The An told us to loosen the railing on the stairs at her aunt's house, so she could fall." Giang Phong's face darkened, the veins on his temples twitched: "This beast!"

“I have to call the police!” – I was so angry that my whole body was shaking.

Giang Phong shook his head, his voice lowered: "It's useless. The thug only received money for work, there was no direct evidence to accuse Giang The An."

“So… let it go?!” I am not satisfied.

“Of course not.” The person who spoke this time was Giang Than.

He stood next to the hospital bed, looking at her sleeping, his eyes as cold as blades pulled from ice. “He… touched my person.” He weighed every word, his voice so deep that it made people shiver: "This debt... I will calculate it, slowly." This is the first time I've seen Jiang Chen's body flare up with such deep hatred. No longer is he a quiet teenager, cowering in his shell, needing my protection. But like... a sleeping lion, touched by a lion. And now here… it has awakened. 8 Her surgery went very successfully. Giang Than and Giang Phong arranged a top-class VIP room for her, inviting a professional nursing team to take care of her 24/7. With her well taken care of, I can finally be free to calculate the debt with the old fox Giang The An. But Giang Than did not allow me to intervene. He looked straight into my eyes, his voice low but unable to resist: "Leave this matter to me. Your job... is just to be happy, to be with her." After that day, Giang Than became unusually busy. He often skips school, and I know that he and Giang Phong are secretly collecting evidence of Giang The An's crime. As for me, every day I am with her. She watched Giang Than come to the hospital every day, bringing flowers and fruit, his smile as bright as the morning sun.

“Tieu Ngu, this boy... is really good.” She held my hand, her eyes full of love: "He's handsome, although he doesn't talk much, he has an honest personality and treats you well. You have to know how to handle it."

I tilted my head, my eyes absentmindedly looking towards Giang Than - the person who was peeling apples for me. The sunlight outside the window fell on his shoulders, drawing sharp, sculpted lines. My face turned red, I just nodded slightly, not daring to say more. Time passes quickly like the breeze. In the blink of an eye, the one-month deadline has come. The day of the family meeting was overcast, covered with dark clouds, and the wind seemed to have cold air blowing into my bones. Location: Giang family's old house. The meeting was held in the main conference room — a large room with deep wood walls and heavy crystal lights.