Chapter 16 — The House Without Me

“I haven't agreed to take over yet.”

Chu Tu Bach frowned tightly.

“You can quote the cost.”

“It's not a matter of cost.”

Wei Thua Le took the drawing that had my name on the table. Right in front of everyone, tear off the white sticker. My name came out again.

“The plan is made by Duong Am.”

“The structural problem was handled by her.”

“Now because she refuses to let others impersonate her personal experiences, you're going to erase her name.”

“Boss Chu, does your company need someone in charge of a project, or does it need someone who can never speak a word?”

Chu Tu Bach's face turned cold.

“Wei Chengli.”

“This is between me and my wife.”

“Then don't write the marital relationship in the project file.”

Wei Chengli folded up the drawing.

“I can handle maintenance on the back.”

“But the designer cannot be changed.”

“This drawing is not mine.”

“I don't accept other people's names.”

Ba Duong snorted coldly.

“It's just an old house project, who's in charge?

Wei Cheng Le looked at him.

“Not the same.”

“The ancient architectural restoration project that Duong Am completed previously has been included in the list of model projects of the Association for the Preservation of Ancient Architecture this year.”

“The Hac Son project committee invited her to be the general engineer, also because of her project achievements in the past few years.”

Chu Tu Bach turned his head to look at me.

“What Hac Son project?”

I did not answer. Wei Cheng Le also seemed to realize that he had said something wrong. The atmosphere in the yard immediately froze. Chu Tu Bach stepped in front of me.

“Are you going to Hac Son?”

“Yes.”

“When did you decide?”

“It's my birthday.”

His face sank little by little.

“Why didn't you tell me?”

I looked at him.

"You didn't tell me about buying the old house."

“These two things are not the same.”

“Where is it not the same?”

Chu Tu Bach was momentarily speechless. I took out a file from my bag and placed it on the table. Not a divorce petition. It's the resignation letter I've prepared for a long time.

“After handing over the old house project, I will officially leave the Chu company.”

“If I got rid of you today, it would save me the trouble of waiting.”

Chu Tu Bach stared at that resignation letter, his face extremely unsightly.

“Duong Am, are you taking your work and marriage out of anger?”

"I don't use marriage to get angry."

I calmly looked at him.

“At least not today.”

He seemed to grasp something, his expression relaxed slightly.

“Follow me home first.”

“Let's talk about resignation later.”

“I signed it.”

“I don't agree.”

“The labor contract does not require your consent.”

His eyes finally showed anger.

“Do you have to make a fuss about everything like this to accept it?”

I suddenly found this statement very funny. When the old house was given away to someone else, I didn't make a fuss. When the apricot tree was cut down, I didn't make a fuss. Duong Chi broke the wall, I stood up to clean up the mess. They impersonated my life, I just took my things away. But every time, every time I disagree. Chu Tu Bach said again, I'm making a fuss.

“Chu Tu Bach.”

I raised my head to look at him.

“Didn't you say the extra room would be kept for me forever?”

He frowned, not understanding why I suddenly asked about it This.

“Yes.”

“No matter how the gallery fixes it, that place can be kept for you.”

“Whose room did that originally belong to?”

He moved his lips. No reply. I speak for him.

"It was originally mine."

“You took away the whole house, then gave me back a room that belonged to me.”

"And I hope you appreciate it."

“I can't do it.”

The anger on Chu Tu Bach's face stiffened. I turned around and walked into the side room, holding out the cardboard box full of photos. When passing by Duong Chi, she suddenly asked me in a low voice: