Chapter 2 — My Boyfriend Hates His Nanny's Daughter

“Did you receive the invitation?” He asked me. “Yes.” He raised his hand and patted my head: “Let's play a game?” Translate Data out. The two of them didn't talk, didn't even exchange glances. "Why is she also studying abroad?" Luc Khue Chi came closer and hugged my waist. "Hmm?" He looked at the game screen, "My mother said, let her take care of me." "I have arms and legs." He looked at me, smiled softly, "I said the same." "But Dich Du Ngu said, studying abroad is her dream, my family gave me money, this is her only chance." Because of the dream, this is also reasonable. But I couldn't help but feel uncomfortable. I tried not to sound too bitter. "Don't tell me she'll be with us." He leaned back: "Of course not." "She's just my mother's camera, it's very uncomfortable to be with." He bowed his head and played the game with me, "My girlfriend is really good at it." Summer vacation over, we flew to the other side of the ocean. Dich Du Ngu also followed. Her preparation time to study abroad was too rushed, so her English score was not good, she could only study at one college. On a snowy night, Luc Khue Chi took her back to our apartment - a place I had meticulously decorated. "She only stayed one night." The early winter wind outside was cold. Her dormitory just had some security problems. Luc Khue Chi said, it's not safe for her to be alone, after all we have many rooms. Once again, a good reason that I couldn't refuse. She actually only stayed one night. But after that night, she came to our apartment more often. At first, it was to cook and bring clothes to do the laundry. "Let her do it, otherwise she'll feel guilty about taking your family's money." Speaking of this, Luc Khue Chi always shook his head: "She's like that, she doesn't have any bad intentions." She comes more. Sometimes when none of us were home, she would stand outside the door, waiting in the cold wind. Just seeing her made me feel guilty. At least, I know Luc Khue Chi loves her. He gave her a key. The day she received the key, she even showed it off to me. Dich Du Ngu held my hand and said intimately: "I have to watch over him, I won't let him bully you!" That day, the week of final exams, I stayed up all night. When I got home from school, I saw the two of them cooking in the kitchen. Dich Du Ngu called him by name. "Luc Khue Chi," she called, her voice humming, "Don't break it anymore." The sound of the door closing made them both turn around. "Ah," she pulled her hand back, "you're home?" The heater turned on in the house. She wore a short-sleeved lace halter top, highlighting her snow-white skin. “This is my home.” My voice was cold. She was confused and looked up at Luc Khue Chi. He leaned against the kitchen cabinet. "We thought you would be in the library today, not coming back for dinner." "We." Luc Khue Chi said "us." So what am I? I bowed my head and changed my shoes, not responding. He even lowered his voice and teased: "She cooks too slowly." She gave him a push. The actions between the two of them were very natural. "If it weren't for you breaking it, it would have been over a long time ago." "You still called me clumsy." Having said that, she patted his arm gently. He bowed his head and smiled. I grabbed my books and went back into the room: "I'm not hungry, you two just eat." A moment later, the door opened, Luc Khue Chi crossed his arms and stood at the door. "Who are you angry at?" I put the book down. After a night of studying for exams without sleep, I was too tired. "I don't like her coming to our house." "Luc Khue Chi, the study abroad life I've been waiting for for a long time is not like this." After saying that, I turned around. My eyes met Dich Du Ngu, hiding behind him. There was no remorse in her eyes. On the contrary, there is only confidence. Sure enough, the next second, Luc Khue Chi frowned. "She didn't do anything wrong

"What are you angry about?" Seeing that I didn't say anything, he laughed coldly, "Are you angry about cooking together?" "Let me tell you, before at my house, we didn't know how many times we cooked together." I picked up a nearby glass cup and threw it at Luc Khue Chi. He was surprised. Dich Du Ngu rushed to shield him, the cup brushed against her forehead, immediately red and swollen. Luc Khue Chi quickly hugged him. married her, shouted at me: "Lin Thoi Thoi, are you crazy?" "It's okay, I'm okay." Dich Du Ngu shed tears. "Sorry, sorry, it's all my fault, I just wanted to make a meal for everyone." Luc Khue Chi looked at me, her eyes extremely cold, as if looking at a stranger. "Do you know, how many supermarkets did she have to go to to buy the food you like?" She leaned on his shoulder. The long hair fell into his palm. Luc Khue Chi stood up and helped her, "Ignore her, I'll take you out to eat." He turned around, leaving me alone in the empty apartment. Outside, it's winter in a foreign land. This is my first winter abroad. The phone rang, it was my brother calling me. I just said “Hello.” He immediately asked: "What's wrong, aren't you happy?" Immediately, I felt a sting in my nose. "Brother." "The course is too difficult." "I thought that with such a high TOEFL score, I would understand after going to school, but damn, the professor spoke with a mixed Indian accent, I didn't understand, there were many specialized terms, I learned and then forgot." These things, I originally wanted to go home and tell Luc Khue Chi. I have a lot of things to say to him. But why? I don't know. Why did it turn out like this? It's been a long time. My brother laughed at me, it was so bad. He said: “So I can send you money?” “Why don't you come hang out with my lovely sister?” “I'm in Las Vegas.” On the other end of the line, the noise was accompanied by the chaotic sounds of a luxurious life. “Do me a favor,” He said, “Han Chinh, do you remember?” Han Chinh. Cold, quiet, unapproachable. Study very well, play very crazy. The first time I heard this name was told by Luc Khue Chi. They were famous characters in high school. Luc Khue Chi said: "Our money is insignificant, his money is worth it." At that time, I joked: "So will you like him?" He smirked. "Does he pay attention to you?" "The heir to the first rich family, we can't reach it in our entire lives." Luc Khue Chi is very confident about me. There is nothing of mine that you don't know about. Because even my feelings can't be hidden. But you don't know that I've been hiding two things from him. The first story is, in 10th grade, the first semester, my parents divorced and had to divide their assets. My brother follows my mother, I follow my father. Before leaving, my mother told me that my grandfather had arranged a marriage contract for me. I heard that the other person studies very well, but does all sorts of crazy things. At that time, I was alone after school and went to Luc Khue Chi's high school to look for that person. The arc-shaped outdoor staircase is just right in the middle of a hot summer. That person wore a sports headband, unable to hide his sharp, wild expression. First assessment is, not approachable. The first time I met him, I refused the engagement, "I only consider you my brother." His name is Han Chinh. Second story. I attended the girls' school's graduation ball. When the alcohol spread, the atmosphere of the party was as if tomorrow was the end of the world, everyone was extremely excited. I thought Luc Khue Chi was coming to pick me up, but I mistakenly got into a luxury car. In the thick black night, with sparkling neon lights, I grabbed that person's long, well-jointed hand and kissed him. "Luc Khue Chi, I'm eighteen years old, we can do whatever we want." That person was restrained, cold, his eyes

Deep as a cold winter night, hold my wrist tightly. "Get off the bus." When I realized I had recognized the wrong person, I turned away immediately. But I recognize you. It's Han Chinh. On the other end of the line, my brother interrupted my reminiscence. He read an address in English. “His house, please help me return his things.” On the street in a foreign country, I exited the subway station. The air of late autumn and early winter carries the strange scent of cedar trees. In the afternoon, the street received the first snowfall of the season. On the phone, Luc Khue Chi still hasn't responded to my message. Meanwhile, Dich Du Ngu posted a post on WeChat. 【Our dinner, our first snow of the season.】 I put away my phone, looked up and found Han Chinh's house. It is a pre-war mansion from the last century. The stairs are narrow, the heating system is full, the sound of mahjong mixed with laughter. "Mr. Chinh, someone is looking for you." Han Chinh, sitting in the middle of the living room, turned around and replied. His handsome face and temperament become even more contradictory as he matures. Last time we met, the car was dark and chaotic, I didn't dare to look closely at him. "What kind of love debt is this? This girl came to the door looking for me." Someone spoke, everyone laughed loudly. "Stop joking," The guy who led me in pushed the person who said, bringing me a chair to sit, "This girl looks so good, not your type."