Chapter 7 — My Ex-Husband Laughed at Me for Remarrying, Only on Wedding Night Did I Panic

Tong Kieu Tri's face also instantly became gloomy, he stared at me, his eyes were as cold as ice, carrying malicious intent.

“Ly Thua Anh, what do you mean?”

“I don't mean anything.”

I pretended to be innocent and blinked.

"I'm just reminding Miss Ta to pay attention to her body, lest something happens to your child right at my banquet. Won't I be wronged?"

I sighed softly, drank the entire cup of wine in my hand, turned the cup upside down to reveal the bottom.

“The wine I drank, the wishes I sent.”

“Master Tong, Miss Xie, please feel free.”

"There are a lot of guests today, sorry I can't talk for long."

I was helped back to the new room. The matchmaker said a few words of blessing, then led the maids out, leaving me alone in the room. I sat on the edge of the bed, waiting for Lam Huu Sam. The noise from outside passed through the yard, vaguely and unclearly. I don't know how much time has passed, the noise outside gradually subsided, the guests must have dispersed. I stood up, walked to the window, wanted to see what was happening outside. As soon as I pushed the window open, a strong smell of alcohol hit my face. Right after that, a hand suddenly reached out from the window and forcefully grabbed my wrist. I promptly dodged to the side... cried out in panic, looked back, but it was Tong Kieu Tri. He actually dared to climb the window and barge into my new room!

"Brother Anh, is that enough? Follow me home."

His voice was as natural as anything, like he was just calling me home for a meal, not barging into someone else's flower room. I just felt a cold stream from the soles of my feet rushing straight to the top of my head, followed by a surging anger.

"Tong Kieu Tri! Get out of here!" I pointed straight at him, my voice shaking with anger.

"Fuck off?" Tong Kieu Tri sneered, not only did not go, but on the contrary, he took two steps towards me.

"The people who should go away are the drama watchers out there, and also Lam Huu Sam - the one who acted with her."

He glanced at the brightly and cheerfully arranged new room, his eyes filled with sarcasm.

"It's also very well-arranged. Why, is he really planning to stay here tonight with her and share a room? The acting is really into it."

“What nonsense are you talking about!” I was so angry that my whole body was shaking.

"Get out immediately! Otherwise I'll call someone!"

“Call.” Tong Kieu Tri did not hesitate at all, even took a step forward, almost approaching me.

"Call everyone over, let them see how Ly Thua Anh's wedding night, her brother and her ex-husband barged in to 'invite' her home."

"Let's see who's the one who lost face in the end."

He reached out and grabbed my wrist, the force was terrifying.

“Stop causing chaos, Anh Anh.”

“That's enough drama.”

“My patience is limited.”

“He stared into my eyes, his voice carrying impatience and a bit of command.”

"Follow me back, I can't pursue today's matter."

"I will also handle Ta Nhiem Tinh's matter properly. I will absolutely not let her threaten her position."

“This is already my biggest concession.”

His fingers tightened like iron pliers on my wrist, causing so much pain that tears almost flowed from my eyes. But this time, I don't cry. Three years of resentment, anger, and humiliation had accumulated, and in this moment, it burst out loudly, breaking the dam of reason.

“Let go!” I desperately struggled, but couldn't get out.

“Tong Kieu Tri, do you not understand human language?”

“We have broken up!”

"Whoever I marry, I have nothing to do with you! Get out! Get out now!"

“Reconciliation?” Tong Kieu Tri seemed to hear something funny, his hand strength not only did not decrease, but on the contrary, he pulled me hard towards him.

"That piece of paper, I just used it to coax you before, do you think it's real?"

"Ly Thua Anh, you are the wife I married properly, for the rest of my life!"

“Without my retirement letter, you can't go anywhere!” “That's it”

“You bastard!” Being forced into his arms, the familiar scent that once made me attached, now mixed with the smell of alcohol, only made me nauseous and disgusting.

I was like crazy, pushing him, kicking him, using all my strength.

"Let me go! You fake gentleman! You liar! Get away!"

While struggling, my hand somehow managed to escape. Almost instinctively, I used all my strength to fiercely slap him directly on his disgusting face! A resounding, crisp slap exploded in the quiet new room. Tong Kieu Tri's face was knocked to one side, and a clear red hand mark quickly appeared on his skin. He was stunned, as if he didn't expect me to actually attack him. I also froze, looked at my burning hand, and for a moment couldn't believe it. Over the past three years, no matter how much chaos I've caused, no matter how wronged I have been, I've never laid a hand on him. Tong Kieu Tri slowly turned his head, raised his hand to touch his red, swollen cheek, then... laughed again in a low voice. The laughter was very light at first, then grew louder and louder, carrying a strange kind of joy.

“Good fight, Anh Anh.”

He smiled at me and said, with some "satisfaction" in his eyes?

“With this slap, will you release your anger?”

"I know, you must have suffered a lot in the past half month. I was not good and ignored you."

He reached out again, this time wanting to touch my face, his voice was gentler than ever.

“Okay, I'm done being angry, I'm done fighting, follow me home, okay?”

"We guarantee that in the future we will absolutely not let her suffer any more wrongs."