Chapter 3 — Love Of The Number System 001

I smiled and turned to the camera: "Love has no before or after. It's understandable that Mr. Giang loves Miss Hua. I once pursued him and have no regrets. Now, I wish them a hundred years of happiness." "I heard that you were admitted to the hospital because you had to stop drinking for Director Giang. Have you really given up?" "People need to learn to give up. It's true that I went to the hospital because of that, but I have no intention of using it to hold back or intimidate anyone. Today I came here to say goodbye to the past. If possible, I hope in the future I will meet someone who truly appreciates me." The reporter gave the final blow: "If you really let go, why are you going crazy on the beach and scolding people?" I raised my head and looked straight into her eyes: "Let me ask you, can't you scold someone if you're in love?" My straightforwardness made the press conference go extremely smoothly. — At the end of the interview, just as I reached the hotel alley, I was hit by an oncoming car. I fainted. In the dream, it's all old stories. What a bother. The system in my dream told me: 【When you wake up, pretend you don't recognize anyone.】 I was about to ask why, but it didn't speak anymore. Maybe I slept for a long time. When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw... was Giang Hac. He looked like he hadn't shaved in a while and looked very haggard. I moved my lips. He immediately grabbed my hand and said excitedly: "Tan Ninh, you're finally awake!" I remembered the system's instructions and immediately withdrew my hand: "Who are you? Why am I here?" Doctors rushed in and out. Giang Hac's face suddenly seemed frozen. He probed and asked me if I remembered who I was. I shook my head. And so, he definitely chose to lie — “You are… my woman.” 6 In return, someone else, even if they have lost their memory or don't understand the situation at hand, just seeing a tired man who still exudes such a rich and handsome aura - will probably unconsciously give rise to trust. Who would suspect that someone like that could trick you? But he… really tricked me. So, I calmly asked: "Are we married?" "Fat girl" whispered in my ear: 【Hey, why do you have a habit of jumping in like that?】 Giang Hac's reaction also seemed to be beyond my expectations: "We are just lovers now, not married yet." "OH." I patted my chest and said each word, "That's good. I'm telling the truth, you can't just step into that so-called marital grave." Giang Hac's face suddenly became embarrassed. He immediately said: "Tan Ninh, stop joking. Even though we're not married yet, our feelings are very deep, sooner or later we will get married. You had an accident this time, I'm worried to death." I looked towards the door — someone was standing there quietly. I grinned: "Then... boyfriend, I'm in so much pain right now, please give me a hug to comfort me." The people outside the door immediately stopped. She was clearly about to open her mouth, but then she gritted her teeth and remained silent. Giang Hac hesitated for a moment, intending to refuse. But after glancing at the person behind him, he gritted his teeth and hugged me to get it over with. He wanted to withdraw his hand immediately, but I... squeezed it tighter. "Boyfriend, have we been arguing recently? Why are you hugging me like you don't want to get close?" This time, Giang Hac had to give up and give up his resistance. This is It was the first time he hugged me for so long — And I also felt it clearly for the first time: it was so boring that it was numbing. I proactively pushed him away, turned my head and pointed at Hua Khiet behind him: "Boyfriend, aren't you going to explain who she is?" I'm sure that if I let my system "control", it will handle this "anti-guest-to-host" situation much smoother than I can. I clearly saw Hua Khiet's face filled with anger. But Giang Hac needs to live. So he had to coax me. The question "Who is she?", I once heard from Hua Khiet's mouth. That day, I had just finished preparing a table of food — all Giang Hac's favorite dishes. He said he wanted to invite you to dinner. And that was the first time I met Hua Khiet. She frowned, looked at me questioningly, her cold voice I still remember. At that time I wondered — why is this woman so arrogant? Later I understood - what made her arrogant was Giang Hac's pampering. That day, Giang Hac said: "She is my assistant - Tan Ninh, she cooks very well." Today, he looked at me and said: "She's just a colleague in the company." "Really?" After listening, I tilted my head in confusion, "That's strange, Giang Hac, the first time I met her I didn't like her. So... can you stop using her?" 7 I'm not intentionally "acting" the role of a villainess at all. It's just that, when I was hurt, Giang Hac never felt sorry for me. I once drank alcohol to the point of stomach bleeding and had to be hospitalized. As a result, I only received a cold phone call: he said he was about to go on a business trip and couldn't come, telling me to rest assured that I would recover and that someone would pay the hospital fees on his behalf. But just the next day, I saw entertainment news on Weibo — Giang Hac took Hua Khiet on a beach vacation. This kind of thing happens too much. So much so that sometimes I wonder to the system: "Fat guy, if there wasn't a conquest mission, would I still treat him the same way?" Actually, I didn't have to ask it. I'm just trying to convince myself. I also suffer from stomach cramps. Lying helplessly on the hospital bed, there was only me. So, when it's quiet late at night, I pull up the system to chat. It's just... most of the time, it's just me talking, it silently listening. I looked at Hua Khiet's face full of anger but couldn't express it. I glanced at Giang Hac who was hesitant and awkward, then suddenly smiled: "Come on, just kidding you two. How can you say you can fire such a good employee?" Then I looked at Hua Khiet and said sincerely: "Hello, thank you for always helping Giang Hac at work." She used to like to say this to me: "Thank you, Assistant Tan. If it weren't for you, our Giang Hac would be tired to death. You're such an excellent assistant." “Our Giang Hac” — those words made her eyes turn red. I say that, three parts sincerely. Unfortunately, in her eyes, she probably thought I was being sarcastic. But I don't care. Because with my current status, whatever I do... is reasonable. I recovered very quickly and returned to work at the company. Giang Hac still arranged me to be his assistant, but this time I proactively proposed to transfer to the planning department. I'm naturally good at planning. Previously, because of my quest to conquer, I just been next to him, doing all sorts of nameless jobs like a nanny. And he gradually got used to that "devotion", to the point of forgetting - I am also a woman. Giang Hac tried to persuade: "If you go to the planning room, you won't be on the same floor as me anymore, I won't be able to see you often. What if I miss you?" I raised my head to look at him, frowning: "Love and work should not be mixed, Giang Hac. Was our relationship so mixed before?" Rebuttal - I didn't dare say it when I was still on duty. Rebutted - Giang Hac did not dare to react strongly, because he still needed me to survive. And I achieved my goal: I could both get close and stay away from him. I really focused wholeheartedly on my work. Perhaps Giang Hac told all employees in the company: "She has lost her memory, everyone must take good care of her, don't let her get excited." So... My colleagues around me hid in the corner and laughed secretly behind my back - the "amnesiac" girl didn't know anything. There are even all sorts of tricks behind her back to harm her. That indulgence, of course, was based on Giang Hac's implicit agreement. That day, manager Ly of the planning department said there was a company party that evening. I thought I was less sociable, so this time I immediately nodded in agreement. Who would have thought of the newly discovered place - clearly a disguised reception. And the person sitting across from me was a familiar face. I felt nauseous when I looked at that lewd face. “Manager Ly, you said a gathering of colleagues?” Ly smiled and patted my shoulder: "Tieu Tan, don't you always want to win this project to prove yourself? Everyone knows you're a good drinker." I'm really not good at wine. I was hospitalized because of alcohol, and now I have to take Oriental medicine to nourish my stomach.