Chapter 6 — My Fiance Punished Me To Stand In The Sun

"I will handle the things online. On Lam Vi's side, I have also made it clear to her. From now on, I will no longer be in private with her." "Oh." I nodded: "So you came to me to say you finally discovered that Lam Vi is not a good person, so you can come back to find me?" Luc Tram frowned: "I don't think so. I just feel that between us..." "What between us?" I raised my head to look at him. me: "You received the message to cancel the engagement, right? It's not a joke. I told my father, the marriage between the Song family and the Luc family ends here." Luc Tram's face finally changed. He took a step forward, raised his hand as if to hold my arm, but stopped in mid-air. "Tong Dao, the marriage contract was decided by the elders, it's not just me who said it was okay..." "The Song family said it was okay." I took a half step back, widening the distance: "Luc Tram, did you agree to this engagement contract back then because you liked me, or because you needed the Song family's resources to pave the way for you?" He didn't say. Looking at his silence, I burst out laughing: "Look, you can't answer yourself." "Tong Dao..." His voice was hoarse. "Don't call me anymore." I turned around and walked back to the dormitory: "In the future, when the training is over, don't stand here waiting for me. Today, I'm out of respect for you, so I stood and talked for so long. If you come again, I won't be polite." After walking more than ten steps, his voice came from behind: "Tong Dao, Are you determined to cancel the marriage because of Pho Tu Hanh?” My steps stopped. I turned my head to look at him. He stood under the streetlight, the shadow stretched very long, the expression on his face was half light and half dark under the halo of light. The bottom of his eyes were slightly red, like a wolf whose tail had been stepped on. I suddenly wanted to laugh. "Luc Tram." I said: "Up to now you still think the problem lies with someone else." After saying that, I left without turning around. When he arrived at the dormitory building, Pho Tu Hanh was leaning at the door smoking a cigarette. Seeing me, he immediately put out his voice. "He's looking for you?" "Yes." "What do you say?" I pushed open the dormitory door, turned around and smiled at him: "Ask if we have a shady relationship." Pho Tu Hanh choked, coughed twice before calming down: "...What is he thinking?" "How do you know." I walked towards the stairs: "Go ask him yourself." Pho Tu Hanh's voice carried a hint of laughter from the other side. Then: "So you're really asking." "It's up to you." When I went upstairs, the phone rang. Pho Tu Hanh sent a text message: "That's right, tomorrow afternoon the squad will rehearse, you will lead the team, no problem, right?" I replied with the "Okay" symbol. He sent another message: "Do your best, flower king." I looked at those three words for two seconds and then typed: "Don't call me this nickname anymore!" He immediately replied: "Okay, flower king." The night before the rehearsal, Lam Vi came to find me. She stood under the dormitory building, wearing a white dress without an umbrella. The exposed arms were indeed not smeared with anything. When I went out to throw trash, I saw her leaning against the streetlight pole, her eyes red as if she had just cried. "Tong Dao." Seeing me, her voice carried a nasal tone: "Can I talk to you?" I picked up the trash bag and stood still: "What are you talking about?" She took two steps forward, stopping three steps away from me. Fingers twisted the hem of my skirt: "I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have pretended to be allergic to cheat to get a training exemption..." "But can you go online and say something for me? Now everyone is scolding me, the academic advisor is also looking for me to talk..." "Can I help you?" I threw the trash bag into the bin, brushing my hands: "What should I say? Say that even though you pretended to be sick and cheated to get a training exemption and my fiance's special care, everyone don't scold me." She too, she's not easy, either?" Lam Vi's lips trembled: "Tong Dao, I know I'm sorry to you, but the comments

That argument is really hard to hear..." "Someone even said they wanted to find my personal information. At night, I didn't even dare go out the door..." "And yet you still had the courage to go out and look for me." "Tong Dao!" She suddenly raised her voice, tears falling: "What do you want me to do? I apologized to Coach Luc, he also forgave me, why can't you..." "What does it have to do with me if he forgives you?" I frowned and looked at her: "Lam Vi, did you get the order wrong?" The person you cheated on is my fiance. Your exemption from fake training is taking advantage of his position. The person you posted about is me. Whether Luc Tram forgives you or not, what does it have to do with me?" She opened her mouth, as if she didn't expect me to say it so directly. "More." I took a step forward: "From now on, stay away from Luc Tram. Not because I still pay attention to him, but because now the two of them are stuck together, it only gives the school more things to talk about. You want to become the whole school's after-dinner topic, but I don't want to." Lam Vi's tears stopped on her face. Her expression changed continuously, finally biting her lower lip: "You're just jealous of me." "..."I looked at her, suddenly feeling a little pity. "Jealous of you for what?" I said: