Chapter 4 — One Good Day I Married Someone Else

"How many times have I told you, why do you have to be so selfish? Is getting married more important than the company? Will you die if you're a few years late to get married?"

“If you get married a few years late, you won't die.”

"But the company is not only yours, but also mine and Long Tinh's. Getting married only takes one day, I don't think my getting married will hinder the company's development."

Dung Tham gritted his teeth and finally spoke his true thoughts:

"In short, I will not return to get married."

"Also, I have informed the human resources department to keep Tieu Trieu's file. Tomorrow she will still go to Australia with me."

He sighed, as if very tired, rubbing his forehead.

“These past few years, it was because you protected me so well that I had absolutely no idea how difficult it was to run the company.”

"A lot of times, you're not even as good as Tieu Trieu. Think carefully for yourself."

After speaking, he angrily turned around, grabbed the door handle and intended to leave.

“Dung Tham.”

I still sat on the sofa, didn't get up, just calmly called him back. He stopped walking but did not turn back:

“What again?”

“Are you sure you won't marry me?”

"It's not that I won't marry you, it's that I won't marry you next month! And I'm not forcing you to marry me!"

He left the house without hesitation. I looked at the tightly closed door, my ears echoing the words my grandmother had held my hand last night in front of the company's door.

“Little girl, I give you one last sentence.”

"Even though the hexagram has appeared, people's affairs have not yet been decided. People's hearts are no longer there, forcing them to ask is only a disaster."

"You must dare to choose and be decisive. If he really gives up on you, then it proves that from the beginning he was not your true destiny."

I pondered for a long time. Then unconsciously picked up the phone. Trieu Tinh just posted a new post on his personal page. It was a selfie taken in front of the hotel's floor-to-ceiling glass door, with a bustling night scene behind. And in the changing mirror behind her, the silhouette of a man was reflected very clearly. Dung Tham. The status line is: 【As long as the hoe is good enough, what CRUSH can't dig? The brave get to enjoy the world first, Australia, here I come!】 I looked at that photo, at the familiar figure in the mirror. The last bit of bitterness in my heart miraculously disappeared completely. I liked that post. Then sent Long Tinh a text message: 【Let's meet your brother out tomorrow, we'll talk about marriage.】 Putting down the phone, I picked up the wedding dress catalog again and turned to the next page. If you don't get married. So in this marriage, I can change to someone else to marry. Early the next morning, I was woken up by Dung Tham's call. On the other end came his slightly apologetic voice.

“Sam Sam.”

"I'm sorry about yesterday. I was in a bad mood and my words were a bit harsh. Don't take it to heart."

I leaned against the head of the bed and casually replied:

“Yes.”

The other end heard the sound of the airport radio urging passengers to board the plane. He stopped, his voice became softer:

"I'm about to board the plane. When I come back, I'll bring you a gift."

“Yes.”

He was silent for a moment and asked tentatively:

“I have to be gone for three months, don't you have anything to tell me?”

I thought and asked:

“I stayed last night where?"

He laughed as if a burden had been lifted. It seems that my inquiry proves that I still care.

“Where else can I go? When you kicked me out of the house, I could only rent a room outside."

“Are you alone?” I continued to ask.

He asked back, his voice carrying a bit of helplessness and indulgence:

“What if not? Sam Sam, why do you always think so much?”

Dung Tham immediately said into the phone:

“This party has to get on the plane, I'll hang up first. Sam Sam, obediently wait for my return."