Chapter 20 — Married 8 days, I bought a house in my own name

Tran Chi Vien heard that I wanted to open my own company from his mother. But his mother heard it from a mutual acquaintance. When he called, the first question he asked was:

“Are you really planning on going out on your own?”

“Is the capital enough?”

“Do you need me…”

He hesitated for a few seconds.

“Do you need any help?”

"Thank you."

I smiled softly.

“But there's no need.”

The other end of the line was silent for a moment. Then he lowered his voice:

“Thieu Hoa…”

“I take care of everything myself.”

“You have to bear your own problems.”

I calmly replied.

“You make me feel very guilty.”

I don't answer that.

“How is your father's side these days?”

“Still processing.”

His voice was noticeably lower.

“That house…”

“There is a high possibility that it will be handled.”

“My mother is not in a good mood these days.”

“You take care of her.”

He replied softly. Then ask again:

“Thieu Hoa…”

“Wait until everything is over…”

“Do you still want to give me another chance?”

I held the phone and stood next to the window for a long time. Finally, he said slowly:

“I'm still thinking.”

“Give me more time.”

He smiled very lightly.

“Think for as long as you want.”

After hanging up the phone, I put that matter in a very deep corner of my heart. Then reopen the plan and continue working. When it comes to opening a company, I do every step very firmly. I haven't quit my job yet. First, still complete the projects on Luc Binh's side. Working at the company during the day. At night, use your free time to prepare business registration documents. I found a small office that was quite suitable. Forty square meters. Located in the old quarter of Cam Thanh. Rent is not high. Ninh Giai helped me handle all legal parts, contracts and share structure. Then it's about finding people. I think of one person. I have known friends in the advertising industry for five years. Do image design. The workmanship is very solid. Currently working at a foreign company but have repeatedly complained that they are too restrictive. I called him and briefly told him my intentions. After listening, Doan Hao only asked one question:

“When do you start?”

Then there's the matter of customers. I'm not in a hurry. Still decided to do well on the hotel project first and then move on. Three weeks later, the official results came in. That hotel group signed a long-term brand cooperation contract with our company. One-year contract frame. Not a small value. The day the contract was signed, Doan Hao and I stood in that small forty square meter office. Each person holds a glass of water. Gently bumping into each other. He laughed:

“Thieu Hoa.”

“We did it.”

“It's done…”

I looked around the room, which had not yet been hung up on the sign. Slightly curl your lips.

“But this is just the beginning.”

On the date the business license was issued, in the legal representative section, clearly state: Tong Thieu Hoa. I took a photo and sent it to my mother. Mom texted back a series of crying expressions. Then there was a series of applause. Finally add one more sentence:

“Daughter.”

“Your dad said to buy some delicious food to celebrate tonight.”

The first month the company operated, I was busy every day until ten o'clock at night. But this type of busyness is completely different from before. Busy with his own affairs. No matter how much you do, you will see the results clearly. At the end of that month, Hua Dai Thanh's side also had the final results. The court officially issued a notice to handle the wedding house. Assets are sold. Creditors have priority pay. The remaining money was transferred to Hua Dai Thanh's debt settlement account. Tran Chi Vien texted me:

“Thieu Hoa.”

“That house… is finally finished.”

"I know."

He texted again:

"My parents temporarily moved to my aunt's house."

“I rented another place.”

“Near the company.”

“Thieu Hoa…”

He continued.

“How have you been?”

I looked at the computer screen filled with work schedules and smiled lightly.

“The company has just started.”

“That company…”

He stopped for a moment.

“Named yet?”

“The Creative Light.”

The other end of the line was silent for two seconds.

“Thieu Quang…”

He repeated softly.

“Take the words in your name.”

Another moment of silence. Then he asked:

“Can you come see?”

“Wait a little longer.”

“Wait until I finish fixing it.”

My mother-in-law came to find me on a Saturday afternoon. I was at the apartment at the time. The doorbell rang. I opened the door and saw her standing outside, holding a bag of fruit in her hand. Compared to the last time we met... She seemed to have aged a lot. I leaned over to let her into the house. The mother-in-law sat down on the sofa, put the fruit bag on the tea table and put her hands on her knees. Didn't say anything for a long time. After a while, she lowered her voice:

“Thieu Hoa…”

“This…”

“It's my mother's fault.”

I spoke softly.

“I don't intend to prosecute anything.”

Her eyes turned red.

“But in my heart I still can't get over it.”

She raised her head to look at me. His eyes were red but he wasn't crying.

“My mother said so many harsh words before…”

“Let me bear the pain.”

“I live here alone…”