Chapter 7 — My Ex-Fiance and My Secret Lover

Luc Ngon suddenly turned his head sharply to the side. A "crack" sound due to the bone being out of position sounded very clearly. I was startled:

“Are you okay?”

Luc Ngon pressed his neck with one hand, his face turned red, he gritted his teeth and spit out the words:

“…It's okay, just stretching my neck muscles.”

I looked at his dead look and wanted to save face, so I couldn't help but burst out laughing. He seems... a bit adorable. That night it rained heavily, Luc Ngon insisted on taking me home. When I got downstairs, I turned around to thank him, only to discover that the large black umbrella was almost 100% covering my head. As for Luc Ngon, on the right side of his body, his black jacket was soaked by the rain, rainwater continuously dripping down his sleeve. I was surprised:

“You… you're wet!”

He himself acted like nothing happened, still keeping that handsome and serious face:

"It's just a matter of wind direction. I'm going home."

I called after him:

“Don't keep treating me so well, I'll get used to it.”

“There's nothing bad about being familiar.”

His back waved at me. In my mind, the chat between him and Tran Hang suddenly jumped out.

“What if the person who kissed Hua Y that night was me?”

My face felt a little hot. Just two days passed, I was at work when I received a phone call from Liu Wei Wei.

“Tieu Y, sorry!”

This time her voice was crying.

"Me... me and Tran Hang... something happened to us. We were both too weak, too miserable, and our minds weren't clear at that time. I... I really didn't expect it to turn out like that..."

It turns out the second act has already begun.

“Bless you two.”

I said calmly.

"Tran Hang and I no longer have any relationship. Do what you two want."

When I hung up the phone, an image suddenly flashed in my mind. One time, Tran Hang went on a business trip and bought me a brand-name bag of the latest model. I haven't opened the box yet, then gave it to Liu Wei Wei.

"Vi Vi, I'm at home every day, it's a waste to use this. Only when you're socializing outside can you use it for its value."

She received the bag, loved it so much that she couldn't bear to let it go, her eyes shining.

"Tieu Y, I really admire you."

My blessings for Liu Wei Wei are actually sincere. Tran Hang originally liked her, she just took back what belonged to her. But what she wants and what I want are different from beginning to end.

11

I put all my energy into my work. Luc Ngon also arranged for me to go on business trips and exchange and learn. New people, new things, previous troubles were quickly forgotten.

“You don't need to force yourself to become strong.”

“Besides being strong, what else can I do?”

“You can rely on me sometimes.”

He always suddenly says a sentence or two, making my heart warm. I told Luc Ngon that I was a bit unfamiliar with the humidity of the coastal city. Unexpectedly, the next day, the broker brought the smart dehumidifier purchased by the homeowner. I once casually told Luc Ngon that the table in the rented room was a bit low. The next day, the broker brought a brand new table, saying the homeowner bought it for free. I felt that this homeowner, who I had never met before, was very strange, almost on par with the snail fairy. I asked the broker to send me the homeowner's WeChat, I want to thank them. The broker hesitated for a moment, then passed me a business card. Seeing that familiar WeChat with an ink painting avatar, I was completely stunned. Luc Ngon. I was so shocked that I was speechless for half a day.

“My landlord is him?”

The broker scratched his head and said:

"Actually, I'm Luc Ngon's friend. He likes you! This guy doesn't know how to pursue girls, it makes me so impatient! He told me to keep it a secret, don't tell me I told you!"

My heart is silently sweet. Two days later, Luc Ngon gave me two drama tickets.

“Gifted by a company partner, are you free this weekend?”

That's the play I've been talking about for a long time, and as soon as it opened for sale, all the tickets were sold out! On weekends, we went to the theater together. The lights in the theater were completely dimmed, light and shadow on the stage intermingled. The air conditioner was on a bit too strong, I was wearing a short skirt, my exposed knees were so cold it was freezing. Luc Ngon next to him suddenly moved. He took off his vest, which still contained body warmth, and gently covered my knees. I tilted my head to look at him. He stared intently at the stage without blinking, as if the action just now wasn't his doing at all. This name... My heart was both bitter and soft, a bold thought came to mind. I stretched out my hand, fumbled, and gently held his hand. His hands are very large, dry and warm. I could feel his body suddenly stiffen, but he didn't pull his hand away. After a second or two, he turned around and covered my hand in his palm. In the dark, I couldn't see his expression clearly, only the corners of his lips curled up and his ears turned red. The drama ended, we held hands and walked out. He admitted that he couldn't watch the whole play at all and didn't know what the content was.

“Luc Ngon, I discovered you have a lot of secrets.”

“I… what secret do I have?”

He was a bit nervous.

“My landlord is you.”

"The tickets for this play were basically not given to you by the partner. You set an alarm to win them. Your app has all the instructions on how to hunt for tickets."

“The drinks and pastries I like in the company lounge are all bought by you, the finance lady told me everything.”