Chapter 4 — Money and Betrayal

4He bent down and kissed the top of my feet. "It's okay, I've brought new socks." I couldn't help but shrink my feet, feeling a bit embarrassed. "That's enough, I don't allow you to do dirty things in this sacred office." The corner of his lips curled up. "Sister, I heard that this window close to the ground can't be seen from the outside." He looked at me intently, observing my reaction. I faced those eyes and found those fox eyes to be incredibly captivating. "Don't you want to try it once?" While I was still hesitant, he immediately approached. Oh my god, this is the first time I've learned what "worth every penny spent" is. During the time I was taking care of Bui Nhien, I was truly like someone who had tasted something delicious, once and then wanted more, never knowing what it was like to get bored. I often lie on his lap, take off my hearing aid, wrap my arms around his abs and whisper a few vague words. The response was all kinds of rich tricks from him. It also means taking the trouble to learn and taking the time to pamper me. I couldn't help but give extra rewards every so often. "One million at a time, you're so generous~" Those fairy-like days didn't last a year. I was called back to the old villa by the old man of the Tham family. "Marriage?" Hearing that news, my eyebrows immediately furrowed. I have never thought about getting married, I don't want to use marriage to bind my freedom. Besides, I still haven't played enough. "You're already old, if you don't get married now, you won't have any value in the future." I chuckled lightly. Value? If it weren't for me, Tham Thi Group would have gone bankrupt a long time ago. That year, I also turned the situation around, raised Tham Thi from the brink of collapse, and now became the leading corporation. Yet he acted as if he didn't see it. "If you want to get married, go ahead yourself. I heard that Mr. Lam used to be gay, and his wife knew she was being turned into a 'co-wife' so she committed suicide a long time ago. Who knows, maybe he still likes you. For Tham Thi, if you sacrifice a little, I believe your little lover will not care." I smiled fakely. His face immediately turned black. "Child!" He took a deep breath, trying to force himself to stay calm. "Tham Han Nhi, I am your father, can I still harm you? Your mother left with someone else, I am already old. You finally have someone to take care of you. Otherwise, if you get sick in the future, there will be no one around to take care of you." Always hang the words "for the children" on my lips, but my actions only hurt me. I lay down on the sofa, nonchalantly scrolling through my phone, my voice bland: "So what, if you're alive then you'll live, if you can't live then you'll die." Anyway, besides enjoying men, this world has nothing to hold me back anymore. Suddenly, a child's cry rang out. It was his young son who fell, causing him to startle and immediately stand up. Hastily checked the condition, then hugged it and comforted it carefully. "Baby, it's okay, it's all this floor's fault, dad will step on it for you!" My hand that was scrolling through my phone suddenly stopped. Before my eyes appeared a similar scene from many years ago. When I was a child, I fell down, and he aggressively pointed at me and shouted: "If you fall, don't you know how to get up? Cry, cry, cry, all your blessings are gone. If you want to cry, go outside and cry, don't bother me while I work." The crying then stopped. At that time, I truly believed that it was my own fault that I fell. From then on, every time I fell, I didn't cry anymore, but just quietly dusted myself off and stood up by myself. He coaxed his son and turned to teach me. "To be honest, the Lam family is a good family with a solid foundation. If you marry there, you won't suffer any loss. Do you know how many meals and how many cups of wine I had to eat because of this marriage?" Video

I didn't know how many times I repeated it in my hand. I was suddenly startled and exited the app. "So what? No one's taking you away." After being coaxed, the boy gingerly glanced at me. Her footsteps staggered and she ran to my side, her small head rubbing against my arm. Babysitting voice: "Sister~ please play with me~"