Chapter 5 — My Lover and Best Friend Betrayed Me Together

He went straight to the underground parking lot and slipped into the car. When he started the car, he accidentally glanced over. His whole body stiffened in place. Everywhere in the passenger seat there are traces of Nguyen Duong: blue cat-shaped seat cushions, sunscreen, lipstick on the handle. Even the place to hang clothes hangs a small bottle of perfume that Nguyen Duong carries with him. Tan Tu Viet slowly turned his head to look at the back seat. That place was empty. There was no pink decoration Manh Gia liked, no her own Pikachu leather pillow. He looked around and suddenly realized that besides him and Nguyen Duong, there was almost no trace of Manh Gia's existence. Tan Tu Viet suddenly felt bad. But now he has no time to investigate. Stepping on the accelerator, he rushed out of the car tunnel. Holding the steering wheel with one hand, calling Manh Gia with the other. The previous call, which had never lasted more than three seconds, was answered. Now there is only a cold screeching sound. The man angrily threw the phone aside and accelerated to the maximum. He kept comforting himself, Manh Gia was just angry that's why he didn't answer the phone. He would be like before, lower his posture, let her scold her a few words, and comfort her. She must have been foolish enough to forgive him. Thinking that, he couldn't help but laugh. It's not like he didn't know about the rumors in the law firm. But he felt it wasn't worth the time to process it. One is his girlfriend, the other is his professional confidant. That is his clear positioning towards Manh Gia and Nguyen Duong. As for other things, he had never thought of them. Sixty minutes distance. Shortened by Tan Tu Viet to twenty minutes. When he stood in front of the house, he felt like he had just run hundreds of kilometers, panting non-stop.

“Gia Gia, open the door.”

"Gia Gia? Are you there?"

After a few times, he finally lost patience and took out the key to open the door. The cold air hit his face, making him shiver. He reached out and turned on the light. Cup. The moment the light turned on, his eyes widened uncontrollably. Inside the house, obviously nothing has changed. But there was an inexplicable lack of human breath. He took a few steps to the shelf, always feeling like there were a lot of things missing. But if you want me to say specifically what's missing, I can't say it. Tan Tu Viet continued to call and staggered into the bedroom. Wardrobe, dressing table, all empty. Even on the book table and bedside, the photos taken together that belonged to Manh Gia and him disappeared one by one. At that moment, Tan Tu Viet's legs became weak. He rushed to the desk, picked up the paper, flipped it over and looked at it. There was only one line on it:

“Qin Tu Viet, I don't need you anymore.”

The man clutched the piece of paper and trembled uncontrollably. The blue veins on the back of his hand appeared. His whole body was like a defeated dog. Tan Tu Viet fell helplessly to the ground. He belatedly realized. This time, Manh Gia is really angry. The second day after Manh Gia left. Everyone felt that lawyer Qin had changed. His normally gentle face now became extremely cold. Even the usual discussion time between him and lawyer Nguyen was unilaterally interrupted by him. Besides the necessary times when he has to go to court or meet clients, Tan Tu Viet almost locks himself in his office. No one knows what he's doing What. Even Nguyen Duong doesn't know. This made her very unhappy. She wasted all her thoughts in kicking Manh Gia out of the law firm and out of Shanghai. This man was almost in her hands. Why did mistakes happen in the end? She doesn't allow it. So, she knocked on Qin Siyue's office door.

“Come in.”

After a brief and strong male voice, Nguyen Duong decisively opened the door and walked straight in:

"A Viet, what's wrong with you?"