Chapter 4 — Loving The Wrong Person For Four Years But Marrying The Right Person

I did not deceive Pho Chieu. I'm actually going on a blind date. The last few blind dates have gone nowhere, and my mother is about to go crazy. Fortunately, this time the subject is quite high quality: studied abroad at a prestigious school, works in a financial organization, has an elegant temperament, speaks very respectfully to women, and doesn't have any sense of morality. I started to get interested and talked more enthusiastically. Halfway through, he went to the bathroom and I bowed my head to answer the message. Feeling someone sitting down in front of me, I was about to raise my head when the movement stopped. Sitting opposite me was Tich Dien Khanh. He was tall and had long legs. The sofa, which was originally suitable for his audience, now became cramped when he sat down. Tich Dien Khanh played with the BMW car key that the subject left on the table and scorned: "You broke up with me to go back and see this kind of man?" The smile on my face disappeared: "Aren't you talking about the agency contract? Why haven't you left yet?" "The other party rescheduled. Do you think I want to stay in this ruined place?" I said seriously: "Please respect the person I'm meeting. He's very nice. I'd also like you to leave here, don't bother me." Tich Dien Khanh's face darkened, the smile at the corner of her lips disappeared. The subject turned around and was confused when he saw the scene before him: "Excuse me, are you...?" Tich Dien Khanh didn't bother to glance, his tone was cold: "I'm her boyfriend. If you know what to do, go away." I hastily explained: "No, don't believe what he says, I—" But Tich Dien Khanh stood up and grabbed my wrist: "What, we have to kiss right here for you to believe it?" By the time I was able to free myself from his grasp, the person I was watching had already turned away with a dark face. I was so angry that my eyes turned red: "Tich Dien Khanh, are you crazy?! We broke up!" He leaned back against the sofa again, his arrogant smile made people want to punch him: "You broke up unilaterally. I didn't agree." "Love is not a contract, it requires both parties to agree? Besides, you yourself said, in this life you will never eat weeds that have been plucked!" "I've changed my mind," Tich Dien Khanh said calmly as if commenting on today's weather, "I think you can use it, serving me is not bad, I don't want to break up anymore." When people reach a certain point of speechlessness, they can only laugh. I curled my lips: “But I feel uncomfortable.” “The best years of my life have been spent sleeping by you, why are you still uncomfortable!” His voice suddenly became louder, causing the people around him to turn their heads to look. I just wanted to apparate and lean over to cover his mouth: "Shut up—" Tich Dien Khanh grabbed my hand. Before I could react, he curled his lips and smiled evilly: "After breaking up with me, you can't find anyone good? To Van Van, you know for yourself, I am the pinnacle of your life." “Besides, we're so compatible in bed, compared to those ordinary people, it's a waste of time—” The words weren't finished yet. A hand reached out and pulled me away from him.