Chapter 1 — Old Love Can't Be Patched

The night before the marriage registration day, Bui Tu Viet pushed a prenuptial agreement in front of me. As soon as I turned the first page, eight words caught my eye very clearly. "Property after marriage, not owned by the same person." My finger stopped and continued to read down. The third thing is even more mythical. "All reasonable economic gifts from Party A to Ms. Hua Man before and after the marriage, Party B must not interfere, seek recourse, or make public." I raised my head to look at him. "Who is Hua Man?" Bui Tu Viet leaned on the sofa, not even lifting his eyelids. "The company's legal affairs, she helps you handle many things." I stared at that line, just feeling ridiculous. Tomorrow we registered our marriage, but he wrote another woman's name into our prenuptial agreement first. Bui Tu Viet saw that I didn't sign for a long time and frowned. "On Hoa, don't make me feel awkward." "You once suffered with me, I'm grateful to you, but gratitude cannot be the reason for you to divide half of my company." I turned to the last page, when I saw the name of the appendix, my fingers completely stiffened. "Confirmation of gifting real estate to Ms. Hua Man." The house address is right next to the wedding room that I personally chose. It turned out that he was not afraid of me dividing his property, but had already arranged the house for someone else. I closed the agreement and pushed it back in front of him. "Bui Tu Viet, the marriage certificate doesn't need to be registered anymore. I feel dirty about your money and your people."... Bui Tu Viet's face immediately darkened. "On Hoa, tell me clearly." I didn't answer anymore, stood up and went into the bedroom. In the closet, his vests are hung neatly by color. Over the past few years, he has been increasingly busy and increasingly picky. Shirts must be hand-washed, ties must be sorted by season, and cufflinks must be sorted according to the occasion. I used to think that taking care of his life was intimacy after we went through difficult days together. Now I understand. I just live making myself his free maid. I pulled down each of his clothes and threw them into the suitcase. Bui Tu Viet followed in, grabbed my wrist. "What are you doing?" I pushed him away. "Let me move out." "Tomorrow there is no need to register the marriage anymore, there is no need to be on guard against me in the future." "Bui Tu Viet, we broke up." Bui Tu Viet seemed to hear a joke. "Just because of an agreement?" I looked at him. "Just because you wrote Hua Man into our marriage." Bui Tu Viet pulled in angrily. collar. "I told you, that's just a way to separate legal risks." "Hua Man is the company's legal officer, she understands the rules better than me." "On Hoa, can you stop everything from involving male-female relationships?" I laughed. "She lives right next to our wedding room, is that also separating legal risks?" Bui Tu Viet's eyes changed slightly. "You're investigating me?" My chest choked violently. bounce. His first reaction was not to explain, but to question how I knew. I nodded. "So it's true." Bui Tu Viet was silent for two seconds, his voice lowered. "That house is an incentive benefit for the company's senior management." "She has helped you block some contract risks, worthy." I picked up his tie, threw it straight in his face. "She deserves it, what about me?" "Eight years ago you couldn't pay the rent, who was the person sleeping with you in the basement?" "Your first batch of money is gone." white, who kneeled in front of my mother to borrow money?" "No one worried about your stomach bleeding, who carried you to the hospital?" "Bui Tu Viet, am I not worthy?" His throat moved. In that moment, the bottom of his eyes seemed to flash with guilt. “Why is your face so white?

"Are you sick?" "Haven't you had dinner yet?" He turned around to go to the kitchen. Like every time we argued before, he would pour me a glass of warm water first. But the phone rang at that moment, the name Hua Man appeared on the screen. He let go of my hand and answered the phone. "What's wrong?" The other end of the line didn't know what to say. Bui Tu Viet frowned. "Don't cry, I'll come over now." I looked at him. "Bui Tu Viet." He picked up his jacket, his tone restored to impatience. "Hua Man's side has a contract problem." "On Hoa, don't keep using the past to tie me down." "Who hasn't suffered when he was young?" "Do you still have a little to give me now?" "House, car, card, is there anything you didn't give?" I raised my hand and slapped him hard in the face. A crisp sound exploded in the bedroom. Bui Tu Viet tilted his head I walked, not moving for a long time. My palms were numb, but my voice was strangely calm. "This house is in my name." "The car is in your name, I don't need it." "The money is on the card, I haven't touched a penny." "Bui Tu Viet, don't talk about yourself as a savior." Bui Tu Viet slowly turned around, his eyes suppressing anger. "On Hoa, your current appearance is unsightly." I lowered my eyes and looked at my clothes all over the ground. "Yes. So, so don't look anymore." "Go away." He kicked the suitcase over. Clothes were scattered all over the floor. "Okay." "I want to see, if you leave me, you can keep your mouth shut for a few days." He slammed the door and left. The moment the door rang, I finally couldn't stand it anymore and sat down on the ground. The prenuptial agreement was still open on the tea table in the living room. I slowly walked over and turned to the last page. In the column of witnesses' signatures. Name Hua Man. neatly written there. And the second page of the appendix also has an additional line of notes. "If party B uses the reason of the normal relationship between party A and Ms. Hua Man to cancel the engagement, it will be considered that party B unilaterally violates the contract." I stared at that line, laughing out loud. It turned out that he had already blocked my path to leave. 2After dawn, I called the lawyer. "Lawyer. Chu, help me prepare three documents." "Declaration of cancellation of engagement." "Mandate to sell house." "Also, letter of intent to transfer shares in my name." The other end of the line was silent for a moment. "Miss On, are you sure?" I looked at the agreement on the tea table. "Sure." Two hours later, I took the documents to Bui Tu Viet's company. The receptionist saw me, his expression stiffened. "Miss On, general manager Bui is in a meeting." I'm not. stopped. "I'm also a shareholder." When the door of the meeting room was pushed open, Bui Tu Viet was sitting next to him, bending over to hand him the documents. She was wearing a white suit, and on her wrist I stopped. The bracelet had a very shallow mark on the inside, because when I was young, my grandmother put it on my arm Hoa, no matter who you marry in the future, you must keep some support for yourself." Eight years ago, I sold it. Thirty-eight thousand. Changed to rent for Bui Tu Viet's first office. Later, Bui Tu Viet hugged me and said: "Hoa Hoa, when I earn the money, I will definitely redeem it for you personally." I have searched many times. The gold shop said it had been sold a long time ago. I thought I would never find it again. Now, it is being worn on Hua Man's hand. Bui Tu Viet saw me and frowned. "What are you doing here?" I didn't look at him, just stared at Hua Man's hand. "Take off the bracelet." Hua Man unconsciously stepped back. "Miss On, this is a gift from General Manager Bui." Her voice was very light, but enough for everyone in the meeting room to hear. "He said this is something redeemed from the

old days." "Wearing on my hand, there's just a new beginning." There was a ringing sound in my ears. Old days, new beginnings. It turned out he knew. He knew that the bracelet was old, he also knew what it represented. But he still personally gave it to Hua Man. Bui Tu Viet's expression was very unsightly. "Hua Man, stop talking." I threw the document bag in my hand on the table. "Bui Tu Viet, sign." Mr. I opened the document, my face darkened little by little. "You want to sell shares?" "Twenty-five percent, according to the audit price." I looked at him. "You have the right to buy." "If you don't buy, I will find Thinh Vien Capital." Thinh Vien Capital is Bui Tu Viet's biggest competitor. Bui Tu Viet suddenly closed the document. "On Hoa, are you crazy?" "The company was built by me alone!" I laughed. "The group of customers. The first contract I drank until I had a stomach hemorrhage before negotiating." "The first contract I stayed up all night to fix." "The first start-up capital I sold my grandmother's bracelet in exchange for." "Bui Tu Viet, you built it single-handedly?" "Where did you get such a big face?" The meeting room was as silent as death. Hua Man spoke up with red eyes. "Miss On, the company is preparing to list now." "You're causing trouble." authority at this time, will kill General Director Bui." I turned to look at her. "A person who received his house, wore my bracelet, and talked about the company with me?" Hua Man's face turned pale. Bui Tu Viet stood up, blocking in front of her. "On Hoa, that's enough." "She is my legal officer, also a member of the company, don't bring personal matters into the company." I looked at his actions to protect Hua Man's heart ached to the point of numbness. "Okay, then I will handle public affairs in a public way." I placed another part of the document on the table. "From today onwards, I request an audit of all related donations from the company." "Including the apartment in Hua Man's name, including all the contracts she has been in charge of for the past two years." "Including the source of money for this gold bracelet." Bui Tu Viet's face suddenly changed. "You dare?" I looked. Staring at him, he said every word clearly. "You see if I dare or not." 3 Hua Man's tears immediately fell. "General Manager Bui, I'm sorry." "It's all my fault, I shouldn't have accepted your things." "It's normal for Ms. On to misunderstand us." "After all, she's been with you for so many years, her heart is unbalanced." Every word she said was very light, but every word was reminding everyone. I was wrong At that time, I was a burden from Bui Tu Viet's old days. I walked up to her, raised my hand and slapped her straight. Hua Man's face was knocked away. There was a loud gasp in the meeting room. Bui Tu Viet immediately caught her. "On Hoa!" I waved my numb hand. "This slap was because you were wearing something you shouldn't be wearing." Hua Man hugged her face, crying until she trembled. "I really didn't know it was yours..." I cut it off. "Don't know?" "When you drafted the agreement, you didn't know who I was?" "When you moved into the apartment next to the wedding room, you didn't know who I was?" "When you wore my bracelet and said it was a new beginning, you didn't know who I was?" Hua Man's lips trembled, speechless. Bui Tu Viet's eyes were gloomy. "Sorry." I looked at him. "You made me apologize to her?" "Yes." His voice was cold. "She's my person." "You're in my company, you beat her right in front of me." "I have to apologize." This was the first time he put Hua Man before me. Clearly, blatantly, without hiding it. "Okay." Hua Man's eyes flashed with pride.