Chapter 5 — My Ex-Husband Laughed at Me for Remarrying, Only on Wedding Night Did I Panic

The holy decree was true, but in his eyes, it was just that, enjoying the feeling of being needed every time he comforted me, then turned around and continued to tangle ambiguously with his female secret guard.

“Tong Kieu Tri.”

I opened my mouth, my voice so calm that there were no ripples.

"The holy decree is true, the marriage is also true."

"I'm not acting, nor am I making you angry."

“I will really marry Lam Huu Sam and become his wife.”

The smile on Tong Kieu Tri's face faded a bit, he frowned, seemingly a little impatient.

“Ly Thua Anh, aren't you enough?”

“I'm not confused.”

"Okay, she's not confused."

He rolled up the holy decree and conveniently threw it back to Lam Huu Sam, his movements were as casual as throwing away an insignificant item.

“I understand too.”

He clapped his hands twice, as if he had just solved a difficult problem, an almost happy expression appeared on his face, and his eyes turned to me.

“Brother Anh, this play of yours is so grand, even the holy edict was invited.”

“It seems like you're determined to fight me to the end this time, right?”

Not only did he not leave, on the contrary, he lifted his shirt, calmly sat down in the nearest empty seat, and conveniently poured himself a cup of wine.

"Okay, if the theater has been set up, the characters have gathered, and even the 'royal ban' sign has been hung up, how can this majesty not show his face and watch it all?"

He took a sip of wine, raised the cup towards my father who was sitting in the main seat from afar.

"General Ly, thank you for your hospitality. This celebratory cup of wine, this Marquis must drink."

He looked at Lam Huu Sam again, his tone carrying a teasing tone.

“Huu Sam, don't stand there anymore.”

“Today you are the ‘groom’, the main character.”

"If you should worship the road, then worship the road. If you should respect wine, then respect the wine."

"I'll just sit here and watch, see how realistic this 'fate given by the gods' can be."

Having finished speaking, he actually sat still in his seat, poured himself wine, ate food, and even raised his hand to signal to the group of singers and dancers standing next to him.

"Play the music, why stop? It's such a fun day, don't ruin the excitement."

The joyful music hesitated, hesitated, then sounded again. In the whole lobby, the guests looked at each other, they couldn't sit, they couldn't stand, they couldn't leave, the atmosphere was extremely awkward. But Tong Kieu Tri was leisurely and at ease, as if he was the owner of this place. He even "thoughtfully" gently pulled Ta Nhiem Tinh, who was standing stiffly next to him, to let her sit on the chair next to him, and said softly:

“Nhiem Tinh, sit down.”

“I'm tired from standing all this time.”

"Since Miss Ly enthusiastically 'performed', we should also 'cheer' well."

Ta Nhiem Tinh's face was still a bit pale, but seeing Tong Kieu Tri so calm, even turning away the city's guests, she gradually calmed down, bowed her head slightly and obediently sat down, but her spine was slightly arched, still revealing a subtle hint of pride. She thought that by doing so, Tong Kieu Tri was sure of victory, and was using her actions to tell me: even if I invited the holy decree to come, she would not be afraid, she knew I was acting, she would stay here to watch me act, to see how long I could act. I looked at him leisurely, as if I was watching The monkey performed tricks, the anger in his heart rose little by little. Not only was he not intimidated by the decree, but on the contrary, he pushed the boat along, placing himself in the position of "viewer", loftily enjoying our "show". Compared to him leaving angrily, this made people even more upset, and it was even more of an insult.

“Tong Kieu Tri.”

My father said in a low voice, with suppressed anger in his words, "You are not welcome here, get out."

“What does General Ly mean by that?”

Tong Kieu Tri put down the wine cup, looking innocent:

"Isn't it normal for me, as... Anh Anh's ex-husband, to come to congratulate you and ask for a cup of wine to celebrate?"

“Could it be that the general's palace cannot bear even a cup of wine?”

He paused for a moment, his smile becoming profound and unpredictable.

"Or... General Ly is guilty? Afraid that I will see through this 'happy matter'... what truth is hidden?"

“Father.” Lam Huu Sam held my father's arm and gently shook his head.

Huynh looked towards Tong Kieu Tri, his expression calm and unruffled.

"The Tong Marquis had the honor to attend. It is an honor for our Ly family. It's just that—"

Huynh changed his tone, his eyes fell on Ta Nhiem Tinh.

"Today is a great day for me and Anh Anh, this Miss Ta... doesn't seem to be an invited guest."

"Plus she's pregnant, the hall is crowded with people, alcohol is strong, if there's a mistake, I'm afraid something bad will happen."

“How about I send someone to take Miss Ta to the room to rest first?”