Chapter 2 — The President Was Kidnapped By Bach Nguyet Quang

3 The smile on Bach Thanh Thanh's face stiffened: "A Chi, what did you say?" "Miss Bach, this is an internal company party, you are not invited. I will see you and your friends out." The assistant next to Tong Chi raised his hand in a polite invitation gesture. "Tong Chi! I knew right away, you still like this vixen!" Bach Thanh Thanh angrily glared at me, raised her skirt, her eyes were red, and ran away angrily. I couldn't digest this quick turn of events for a moment, so I stood there stunned. The group of colleagues who were planning to watch a comedy show also gradually changed their faces. With the bravery of a well-trained cannon fodder, I quickly adjusted my emotions, the corners of my lips curled up mockingly, indifferently revealing an expression that was three parts sarcasm and four parts laziness: "Honey, don't tell me you're still attached to me? It's not impossible if you want me to come back to you... but you have to find me seven handsome models, I'll think about it." Tong Chi has an arrogant personality and has always been cold in love matters. If I said that just now he still saved me some face because etiquette has been in my blood since childhood... Then after this public humiliation, I definitely can't bear it anymore. I raised my head, intending to see what his face looked like after "pouring fuel on the fire" just now. The result — unexpectedly met his eyes again. In those seemingly cold and emotionless eyes, countless emotions were hidden: unwillingness, infatuation, restraint... and even a fleeting flash of hatred. It all blended together, turning into a kind of intense self-pity, leaving me stunned. "Okay." Tong Chi completely ignored the stunned eyes of the crowd, pulled my hand and walked out of the hall. "Go home." 4 When I was young, for a long time after knowing Tong Chi, I thought he was a beautiful boy but... mute. During recess, I have never seen him talk to anyone. He always comes home from school alone, quietly walking along the field, tall and thin, carrying a backpack on his back, his shadow lengthened by the sunset. My deskmate's older brother is in the same class as Tong Chi. Listening to him, Tong Chi was sent back to his hometown to live with his grandmother when he was young. His parents sometimes send him snacks, every time he goes to get them, but he never eats them, always gives them to others. The tablemate bragged all the time, saying how delicious the snacks her brother was given by Tong Chi were, not even sold at the grocery store. “Tran Thu, who said you don't have a brother?” You said while eating French fries, sighing. I pouted and replied: "It's just my brother, who cares!" So that afternoon, on the way after school, I ran to hug Tong Chi's leg, using the sweetest voice I could and called out: "Brother~" And from then on, I clung to him forever. Unexpectedly, just because of the word "brother", Tong Chi protected me for more than ten years. After the secondary school graduation exam, stories in the village began to spread about girls being dragged by their parents to get married. I - at the top of the leaderboard - is no exception. I tried my best to resist, but in return I received heavy blows. So I followed my parents' wishes, one by one... flirting with all the "candidates" they chose for me. After that, I called everyone to my house and made an appointment at the same time. Eight men stood in front of the yard, looked at each other suspiciously, and soon broke into a chaotic fight. I stand by Edge raised his hand like Uong Kham*, screaming in pain: "Stop arguing, let's fight!" (*Meaning like "I'm so miserable but no one understands", usually for comedy purposes.) Finally, the eight men... the more they fought, the closer they became, resolutely declaring: "Let's leave this girl alone, let's be friends!", then put their arms around each other and invited each other to go to the village to eat and drink. "I didn't do anything wrong, I just wanted to give every man a home..." I used innocent eyes to look at my parents who were so angry that they were gritting their teeth, feeling extremely happy. The rattan rope was pulled out again, but the blow I had been waiting for still did not come. I opened my eyes - I saw Tong Chi carrying a large black bag, his face a little haggard: "Ngoan, are you okay?" "This is not good at all! You, why are you only here now!" I pursed my lips, my eyes filled with tears, and rushed into his arms like a preschool child standing at the school gate waiting for his parents to pick him up. Before meeting Tong Chi, I was like iron and steel, able to fight all the violence and oppression alone. But as soon as I saw him, I immediately turned into a child waiting for an adult to save me. My stepfather took a deep breath of his cigarette, turned to my mother and scolded me like a slap: "Bitch, look at you, your face is not at peace! You also gave birth to this little fox, not yet many years old, but she jumped into my son's arms, ruining all the spirit of my family!" Tong Chi covered my ears, slowly opened the black bag, took out a wad of money - double the wedding invitation, his tone was calm: "From now on, Tran Thu no longer has anything to do with you guys." My brother... bought me back from my biological parents. Being alone led me to the city to study high school. Only later did I learn that in order to get that money, a person who was so arrogant that he considered self-esteem more important than life... first bowed his head and asked for forgiveness from his father who had committed adultery. After going to college, he started a business, paid tuition for both of them, and took care of the house. The remaining money is transferred to me exactly three and a half million every month, but I only keep five hundred thousand. “Be good, follow me and you will suffer a loss.” Every time he said that, I didn't dare tell the truth: in fact, most of my classmates only spent about two million. But... I have never had anything to do with the word "understanding", nor have I had the slightest bit of self-awareness to feel sorry for my brother. I just know, every time he comes home tired from work all day, I will use my finger to rub hard on his pale pink lips, watching the mole at the corner of his eye gradually turn red. That cold white skin... quietly blushed with a faint layer of pink. I leaned close to his ear and whispered seductively: "Honey, if you really feel sorry... then love me." Every time he just replied softly: "Don't mess around." 5 At that time, almost all of our friends and colleagues - whether publicly or implicitly - advised the two of us to break up: "Tong Chi, that girl looks like she likes guys, she's still so young but her skirt is slit almost to her waist, she spends money like water, one day she will play with her to death, no one will pick up her body at that time." "Tran Thu is such a weird person, but Tong Chi is rigid and conservative. Even if the two of them are together... how can they get along in that regard?" "There's a rich young man who's been pursuing Tran Thu for three months now. My boss is both taciturn and boring. Besides being handsome, he doesn't have any advantages. I don't understand why Tran Thu keeps clinging to him." "You guys don't know the inside story. I heard that when she was in school, Tran Thu liked a very expensive dress. To buy it for her, Tong Chi illegally went boxing, and when she came back she was covered in blood. Really, my second aunt was still living next to his house at that time." Little did they know — Tong Chi, the person who was scolded for being an emotionless living stone, was right in the storage room at that time, just a thin distance from the wall where they gathered to gossip. There, I - in a drunken stupor - pushed him down against the wall, disorderly biting, kissing, and scratching all over his body, from his lips to his collarbone, leaving dark pink marks. Even while he was excited and trembling, his expression was still calm, without saying a word, as beautiful as a monster coming out of an ancient painting, so seductive that people didn't dare to look straight at him. My brother is very beautiful. Unusually beautiful. Since childhood, I have known that clearly. "Tong Chi, it's all because of you seducing me every day that I've become like this!"