Chapter 8 — My Fiance Punished Me To Stand In The Sun

Deputy Tu Hanh and I answered in unison. Then we looked at each other, I turned away and continued drinking Coke, my ears felt a bit hot. On the day of the closing ceremony of military training, the entire school teams lined up on the gymnasium field. Our squad ranked first. Because they achieved the highest score in rehearsal, they will be the last team to perform. I stood in the team leader position, my camouflage uniform was straight, my hat brim was pulled very low. Last night I specially painted a layer of transparent nail protection on my nails, because Trieu Van said it would look good in photos. On the presidential podium were school leaders and people from the Military Training Steering Committee. The outermost position is still empty. "Who is that seat reserved for?" Giang Ngu Nam asked me in a low voice. "My father." I said: "He said he would come see me perform today." She took a breath: "Uncle, uncle Tong will come? Is your father Tong Chan Hai?" "If not?" I smiled: "Why do you think I insisted yesterday that you edit the video of my military parade to make it look cool?" "...You are truly the most evil person of all." Werewolf!” After completing the first items of the closing ceremony, it was the teams' turn to perform. Our squad is up last. The achievements of the previous squads were all quite good. The highest score is 9.2. There were coaches standing next to the president's podium applauding. I took a deep breath and led the team to the starting position. Deputy Tu Hanh stood next to the chairman's podium, holding the scoring sheet in his hand. He gave me a thumbs up from afar. I nodded. The music played, I lifted my foot and took the first step. When my feet touched the ground, I could hear the footsteps of forty people behind me simultaneously hitting the ground, as if only one person had stepped out. Arms in the right position, eyes looking straight ahead. As I passed the presidential podium, out of the corner of my eye I saw in the middle a middle-aged man wearing a military uniform with two stripes and four stars. My father. He nodded slightly, the corners of his mouth carrying a smile. When the results were announced, the whole school was silent for two seconds. 9.8 points. Ranked first in the entire school, breaking the school's military training performance record. Below erupted into applause and screams. Trieu Van and the others ran away from the formation surrounding me. To Manh was so excited that his eyes turned red. Giang Ngu Nam held my hand and shouted: "Dao Dao, you're so good!" My father stood up from the presidential podium. When he stepped down, the crowd automatically made way. He walked in front of me, stopped, and reached out to adjust my hat. His voice wasn't high, but the people around could hear: "Not bad." Just two words, but my nose was burning, I almost couldn't help it. "Okay." He patted my shoulder: "Come home to eat tonight. Your mother made the sweet and sour ribs you like." I nodded forcefully. After dispersing, everyone divided into groups and headed towards the restaurant. I walked behind and heard footsteps chasing after me. "Tong Dao." I didn't turn around and continued walking. Luc Tram quickly walked around in front of me. Today he was also wearing casual clothes, holding a red velvet box in his hand. I recognize that box. Inside was the engagement ring I had thrown back at the infirmary. “Congratulations,” he said. I stopped and looked at him: "Thank you." He brought the box over: "I picked it up. What happened before was that I was wrong. I thought about it for many days, also talked to my family. I know you said you wanted to annul the marriage, but your father's side has not officially informed the Luc family yet..." "It's been announced." I interrupted: "Haven't you received the news yet?" Luc Tram's hand paused, the expression on his face looked like he had just been punched. "Dark. I must have received the official document through Uncle Luc." I said: "The marriage between the Song family and the Luc family is the main thing."

The format is canceled as of today. In the future, you can be Luc's coach or Luc's advisor, all of which no longer have anything to do with me Tong Dao." His hand holding the box tightened: "Tong Dao, you don't need to be angry..." "I'm not angry." I raised my head to look at him: "Luc Tram, do you think I've been angry for the past month?" He was silent for two seconds: "At least give me a chance to make up for it. What happened before was because I was tricked by Lam Vi. I thought she was really allergic to ultraviolet rays..." "Up to now you still think the problem lies with Lam Vi." I looked into his eyes: "When you punished me to stand in a military position under the sun for three hours, did Lam Vi stand next to you? When you told me 'Every girl doesn't have menstrual cramps', did she hold a knife to your neck?" Luc Tram's lips pursed tightly. "At that time, you just felt that I wasn't that important." I said: "You think that the daughter of the Song family was raised too weak. He thought that punishing me could help him establish prestige. You think that after all, I'm your fiancee and can't run away, so you can treat me however you want." "Luc Tram, from beginning to end, the person who made me angry was not Lam Vi, but you." His face was completely pale. His fingers loosened the box, the velvet surface was crushed into several dents. "Dao Dao..."