Chapter 8 — Spring, Beautiful Scenery That Can't See Each Other

Pho Minh Yen's eyes moved slightly, with a hint of mockery in his eyes. Just then, a tear silently slid down from the corner of her eye. She reflexively tried to raise her hand to wipe it, but Co Canh Trinh was faster, using his trembling fingertips to gently wipe away the tears. "Yen Yen... what's going on? Don't scare me... if you have something to be angry about, say it, don't keep it inside..." He said as he tried to hug her, but she leaned away. Finally, she was willing to look straight at him, but her voice was extremely distant: "Co Canh Trinh, can you take me to the beach?" His outstretched hand stopped in mid-air, looking at her in surprise: "Baby, aren't you always afraid of water, that's why you don't like the sea?" Pho Minh Yen replied faintly: "I suddenly want to go see it once." Anyway... the way she chose to fake her death was to "commit suicide by suicide." jump into the sea.” Hearing that, Co Canh Trinh did not ask anything more and immediately told the butler to prepare the car. All the way, he drove while holding her hand tightly, but this time she did not pull her hand away like usual. Seeing that she was more obedient than before, his eyes softened, happily telling her old love memories. From a young age, she gave him lemon candy, to high school, she took the initiative to hold his arm and dance for the first time, and then when they were in a long-distance relationship, she took an all-night flight just to see him for a few hours. "The girl I have cherished since childhood like you, yet in order to meet me, flew such a long way. At that time, I swore that I would never let you suffer again in this life." The car stopped by the sea. Co Canh Trinh looked at her, his eyes filled with love: "Yen Yen, I will love you forever." Pho Minh Yen also smiled back at him - but in that smile was a layer of bitter irony. A lie, if told enough... even the person telling it will believe it's true. The two of them stood leaning against each other on the sand, quietly watching the peaceful sea surface, enjoying what seemed like the last moment of peace. At that moment, Co Canh Trinh's phone suddenly vibrated violently. He didn't bother looking at the screen and turned off the phone directly. But the other end of the line refused to give up, call after call rang out non-stop. Finally, he glanced at the caller ID, then had to step aside to answer the phone. It's not clear what the other person said, but Co Canh Trinh's expression changed slightly, a trace of desire flashed in his eyes. At the same time, Pho Minh Yen also received a text message from Tham An Nhien: 【Pho Minh Yen, even if you two get married tomorrow, so what? Do you believe that with just one call, he will immediately come to me? If you are reasonable, you should soon give me your position as Mrs. Co.】 This is not the first time Tham An Nhien has forced her to give up her seat, but this is the first time she has responded back. 【Okay. Just as she wanted.】 Right after that, the man just hung up and turned back, still with the familiar apologetic smile on his face: "Yen Yen, I'm sorry, the company has an urgent matter..." Pho Minh Yen suddenly interrupted him: "Co Canh Trinh, do you remember the day I successfully proposed, what you said?" The sudden question made his heart stop. "I said... if one day you change your mind, tell me. I won't. But if you lie to me... I will leave you forever." She smiled, but that smile was cold and numb, never reaching the bottom of her eyes. Co Canh Trinh clenched the phone in his hand, his knuckles turning white from the force. He was silent for a long time, then trembled slightly, reaching out to gently pat her head: "Yen Yen, I love you so much, how could I lie to you?" At that moment, the last bit of affection she had for him - completely disappeared. Pho Minh Yen laughed lightly: "Don't you have something urgent? Why don't you go?" Co Canh

Trinh looked at her strangely calm, a feeling of insecurity swept over him like a wave, making his whole body cold. He suddenly felt afraid — afraid that if he left this time, he would never see her again. But thinking about the call just now, he loosened his grip on the phone. Yen Yen is still here, what could happen? Besides, tomorrow is the wedding. Thinking so, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Yen Yen, after looking at the sea, remember to go home early to rest. I'll see you at the wedding tomorrow." With that, he turned around and got in the car, quickly leaving her sight. Pho Minh Yen just stood there quietly, silently watching him disappear. Don't call him back, don't make him stay. Ten minutes later, a plain black car stopped by the beach. A man stepped down and respectfully said: "Miss Pho, all your information in the country has been erased. We have prepared new identification papers, a new phone and a plane ticket. From now on, no one in this world will find you anymore." She bowed her head to take it, then gave her old phone to him. "Tomorrow, bring the fake body straight to the wedding. As for this phone... please hand it over to the groom yourself." She wanted to let Co Canh Trinh knows how Tham An Nhien has continuously provoked her in the past few days.