Chapter 3 — The Former General's Ex-Wife Was a Genius Advisor

Hanging up the phone, I stood in front of the ground-level glass window looking at the night scene. On the river surface, there is a yacht with bright lights slowly passing by. The phone screen lit up again. It's a private message on Weibo. Comes from To Mien Nguyet. [Miss Lam, I heard that you and Ngon Chu are going through divorce procedures. If I did anything inappropriate during this time, I'm really sorry. I never thought about destroying your marriage. Wishing you all the best.] I reread it twice, then exited the message interface. No reply. * At noon the next day, Tran Niem and I sat next to the window in a Japanese restaurant. Before the food was ready, he couldn't help but speak first:

“Have you read To Mien Nguyet's private message?”

“How do you know?”

“She posted it on her friend circle (WeChat).” Tran Niem passed the phone over: "The screenshot has the name hidden, but anyone who sees it doesn't know it was sent to you. It also includes the words: 'I'm not ashamed, but I still want to say sorry'."

I glanced at the screen. “Her circle of friends is really active.” Tran Niem glared at me: "Aren't you angry?"

“What's the immediate effect? It's better to eat two more pieces of salmon.”

Just as he finished speaking, the bedroom door was pushed open. Not the service staff. It's To Mien Nguyet. She was wearing a white knitted shirt, light makeup, and next to her was a girl I didn't know. Seeing me, she froze for a moment, then smiled gently: "What a coincidence, does Miss Lam also eat here?" Tran Niem immediately rolled his eyes: "This restaurant is only this big, what kind of 'coincidence' did you have that pushed the door into our main room?" The girl accompanying To Mien Nguyet frowned: "Why do you speak so harshly? Ms. Mien Nguyet did nothing wrong." Tran Niem put down his chopsticks with a "click": "Didn't do anything wrong? So what's with the private message 'sorry' sent to my friend, and then what's with taking a screenshot and posting it to your friends circle? To get pity?" To Mien Nguyet's face immediately changed, her eyes turned slightly red: "I deleted that post... I really just wanted to express my guilt, nothing else."

“Deleted?” Tran Niem smirked: "The screenshot has spread everywhere, what's the difference between deleting it or not?"

To Mien Nguyet bowed her head, mumbling: "Sorry, I didn't know it would cause such a big misunderstanding..." The girl accompanying To Mien Nguyet hugged To Mien Nguyet's shoulder, turned around and glared at me: "Don't you think you're too much? One is married to Co Ngon Chu, the other is her close friend, the two of you join forces to bully an isolated girl like Mien Nguyet?" I raised my eyes to look at that girl. Not used to it, not even bothering to get used to it.

“Who is this?”

To Mien Nguyet wiped the corner of her eyes: "This is my assistant, Tieu Ha. She has a straightforward personality, don't take it to heart." Tran Niem laughed "hum": "Straightforward? I think it's more likely that you have no brain. Please clarify, you guys pushed the door into our room yourself, not us coming to the door." Tieu Ha was about to say something when To Mien Nguyet pulled her back: "Let's go, don't bother others while eating." Before turning away, she looked at me, her eyes contained something I couldn't understand: "Miss Lam, I sincerely wish you happiness." The door closed, Tran Niem was angry to the point where my hands were shaking while holding chopsticks: "Have you seen it? The smell of green tea is going straight to the top of your head!" I picked up a piece of tuna: "She probably sees herself as very sincere."

“Sincere fart.” Tran Niem gritted his teeth: "If you were sincere, you wouldn't be stuck with Co Ngon Chu on hot searches every day when you haven't even completed the divorce procedure."

I said nothing. There are things I'm too lazy to argue about. * After eating and returning home, my phone received a WeChat message from Co Ngon Chu.