Chapter 8 — The Boss Wants To Be Nam Tieu Tam

Ngon Tham hugged me, his chin resting on the top of my head, his voice low and pampering:

“Don't be afraid.”

"As long as it's you in the end, losing face a little doesn't count."

In the days that followed, we were bright and righteous together. Ngon Tham no longer needs to hide in the dark, quietly heartbroken, quietly jealous. Before, he looked at my brother in disapproval everywhere, but now he respects me and his attitude towards my brother has softened a lot. Just from time to time, he would quietly add a little light work to my brother, the beautiful name being: training his subordinates. My brother secretly complained to his sister-in-law:

"This is not looking for a brother-in-law, it's clearly looking for an ancestor!"

“Now I'm not only being trapped by my sister, I'm also being trapped by my boss!”

The mouth was complaining, but the face was filled with laughter. On weekends, Ngon Tham will take me to his house. When his parents saw me, they couldn't help but smile. They had already heard my name countless times from their son's mouth. He even knew what I liked to eat.

"Thien Thien, finally someone can take care of it."

“This boy has been cold since he was little, now that he's grown up, it's the first time I see him paying attention to someone like that.”

I leaned into Ngon Tham's arms, listening to my elders teasing me, my heart was filled with a feeling of peace.

10

One quiet night, we curled up on the sofa watching a movie. I suddenly remembered the original post and couldn't help but laugh.

“Ngon Tham, at first, why did you imagine that I would become a wife with enough self-pity?”

“You don't have Cao Mengde's hobbies, do you?”

He bowed his head and kissed my forehead, his fingertips gently brushing my cheek, his voice both soft and serious:

“I like you, because it's you.”

“The first time I met you, you were carrying a thermos box, standing there quietly, looking at it made people want to pity you.”

“The second time I saw you, I saw you feeding the kittens downstairs.”

“The third time I saw you, I saw you smiling with your brother.”

“At that time I thought, how nice it would be if your smile bloomed because of me.”

"After that, I argued with my brother, he looked down on me, and I immediately felt sorry. How could such a good girl be looked down upon like that?"

“Later, when I found out it was a misunderstanding, I was angry and felt embarrassed.”

He stopped for a moment, lowered his head to look at me, his eyes were so gentle that they were confused:

“But more is still luck.”

"Lucky because I haven't married anyone yet."

"Fortunately, I still have a chance. I love you honestly and truthfully."

I raised my arms around his neck and proactively kissed him. I smiled, leaned close to his ear and whispered:

“Ngon Tham, you said it.”

"You don't have to be a male child, you can still pick me up."

He hugged me tightly, his voice low and determined:

“It wasn't picked up.”

"It's me who has accumulated luck for so many years and finally waited for you."

The next second, he bent down and held my waist, not allowing me to tell him anything, but covered me. All the excitement and love that had not yet been expressed were swallowed whole by this kiss. RUN OUT OF.