Chapter 2 — Loving The Wrong Person For Four Years But Marrying The Right Person

I didn't say anything, standing outside the crowd, my eyes met Tich Dien Khanh's eyes. He didn't seem to see me and quickly moved away. Ai Le's face turned red, she almost pressed her whole body against him, her voice cooing: "Brother Dien Khanh, have another drink~" Tich Dien Khanh smiled. Under the light, his deep eyes sparkled like a lake, incredibly beautiful, but without any warmth. "Drinking like that is so boring, please feed it to me." “What kind of stuffing?” Tich Dien Khanh did not answer, just looked down at her. Half a second later, Ai Le seemed to understand, her eyes sparkled with joy, she tilted her head back to drink the entire glass of whiskey! Then Tich Dien Khanh suddenly grabbed the back of her neck and kissed her forcefully. His kiss was not gentle, as if venting his anger. Ai Le tilted her head back to receive it, the corners of her eyes were red from lack of oxygen. Wine flowed out from the corners of both people's mouths. The surrounding air seemed to explode, screams and whistles rang out. I know he did it on purpose. He is punishing me. Punish me for not comforting him that day, and even daring to be cold towards him. Until I stepped in front of Tich Dien Khanh, everyone became silent and watched as if they were watching a play. Tich Dien Khanh raised his head, his expression indifferent: "What are you doing here?" I looked at this face and suddenly remembered how many intimate nights we had spent in the past four years. There was a time when we said we loved each other. Sad? There seems to be a bit. But saying it hurts is not really true. Anyway, I soon knew what kind of person Tich Dien Khanh was. Trendy, always needs new feelings, doesn't know how to say "no". Selfish, pampered since childhood, always considered self-centered, never thinking about other people's feelings. I spoke with a trembling voice: "Tich Dien Khanh, you are too much." Tich Dien Khanh looked at me. It was clear that he was sitting and I was standing, but I felt like he was looking down from above. Still with that cold look, the corners of his lips curled up contemptuously. "Too much? You can break up, I won't stop you." I didn't say anything, just looked at him. I can't remember the first time he used the word goodbye to threaten me. Eighty? Or a hundred? His friends next to him probably also felt that he was a bit too much, pulling his hand: "Mr. Dien Khanh, that's enough, Ms. Van Van is about to cry." Actually, my eyes are really red. When acting, you have to play the whole role. That tear fell to the carpet, I clearly saw Tich Dien Khanh's face stiffen, the finger holding the cigarette moved slightly, but still said nothing, just looked at me coldly. The next second, I softly said: "Okay, Tich Dien Khanh." “Then let's break up.” The expression on Tich Dien Khanh's face immediately froze. At that moment, I even thought he was going to overturn the table. But he wasn't angry and laughed, it was just that the smile didn't reach his eyes, it seemed to be squeezed from between his teeth. "Very well, To Van Van, that's good. But remember, Tich Dien Khanh, I've never gotten back with my ex." “At that time, please don't come back like a dog, please.” "Okay." I nodded, wiping my tears. Then turned around and left, not looking back once. That night Tich Dien Khanh did not return. I deleted all contact with him and packed my bags. Early the next morning, I boarded the earliest flight back to headquarters. As the plane soared into the sky, I took out the SIM and threw it in a trash bag.