Chapter 13 — Mistaking a Group of Close Friends for a General Boss

Although Ta Trinh protected me, the old-fashioned old men in the Ta family could no longer sit still. Ta Trinh's mother came directly to the door, still following the classic scenario "give her five million, leave my son". But before I could receive the check, Ta Trinh rushed into the house. He looked very panicked, as if he was afraid I would actually take the money and disappear. That day, he took me to his private villa.

“Giang Hoa, I want to show you something.”

He led me into the "forbidden room" displayed in the legend. I thought I would see ancient calligraphy or something ancient. As a result, in an entire glass display case— I saw a transparent umbrella with a broken bone. A faded pink panther (the keychain I lost in third year). There are also countless photos. Every photo has me in it, from the university gym, the library, to the first days when I first joined the company and was still bewildered... Tears immediately fell from my eyes. It turns out, there is no such thing as "cake falling from the sky", nor is there such a thing as "suddenly getting excited". It's all his step by step calculations.

“You are not a religious person.”

Ta Trinh hugged me from behind, his chin resting on my shoulder, his low voice trembling slightly. He held my hand and placed it on the rosary that had never left his body. Then, give it a strong pull.

“Wha—”

The rope broke. One hundred and eight grains of premium agarwood, like scattered stars, fell onto the marble floor, emitting a clear sound. That scene, not only caused a visual shock, but also the sound, as if he was declaring war on the gods.

“I kept myself for twenty-eight years, not to become a Buddha.”

He turned me around, looked at me intently with burning eyes, his eyes red.

“I just want to accumulate enough luck—”

“In the middle of a vast sea of people, I will be able to catch you once again.”

“Giang Hoa, the gods save sentient beings, but I only want to save you.”

“Now, can you agree to be this ordinary man's girlfriend—”

“Can the person who has secretly loved you for seven years be okay?”

The wedding of the Crown Prince of the Ta family was big enough to shock half of the capital's upper class. Those who once despised me in the marriage arena, those who gossip behind my back in the company, can now only raise their heads and watch me appear on financial news or on Weibo hot searches—wearing a diamond-studded wedding dress, arm in arm with the man standing at the top of the pyramid. At the wedding. Zhou Wei even tried to pretend to be an "ex-boyfriend" (the target of my eyes), but was thrown straight into the landfill five kilometers away by the bodyguards. When giving rings. Ta Trinh's hands were shaking again. The person who used to dominate the negotiating table like Diem Vuong Ta, when he put the ring on me, his eyes turned red. He knelt on one knee and kissed the back of my hand. At that moment, he was no longer the noble Crown Prince, but just a young man who had just received the most valuable treasure in the world.

"Giang Hoa, thank you for pulling me down to earth."

External session - Small drama after marriage Life after marriage... how should I say it. Ta Trinh's "cold outside, hot inside" situation is getting more and more serious. During the day, he is the one in charge of Ta Thi, always neat and cold, decisive in killing. At night, brother turned into someone so clingy that he wished he couldn't tie me to his belt. One day, I was rearranging old things and found a copy of the old "24-hour close care contract".

"Mr. Ta, this version is no longer valid, right?" I raised the paper and asked.

Ta Trinh was looking at documents, took off his glasses, walked over, grabbed the contract, and conveniently threw it into the shredder. Then he picked me up and walked into the bedroom.

“Yes, it's expired.”

He unbuttoned his shirt and smiled softly, revealing abs that were still as strong as before, even though he was a married man.

“Currently, the 'Lifetime and unconditional possession contract' is being implemented."

“Giang Giang, today is Friday, according to family rules…”

He leaned close to my ear, and that "breaking the rules" voice rang out again.

“I'll have to check it out—my husband's new form.”

(End)