Chapter 3 — The Real Wife of the Young Master of Beijing

The lonely days in the luxurious villa were truly extremely boring. Besides the maids, I hardly saw anyone else. Kinh Da Than, on the contrary, is not lonely at all - his love rumors dominate hot searches every day, it would be difficult for me not to see them. Thinking about how I was harmed by Tram Ngon to the point of bankruptcy in my previous life, I felt like I should do something. But before he could act, Tram Ngon was about to go abroad, half a year earlier than in his previous life. Probably because Manh Diem was impatient, wanting him to quickly build his own "commercial empire". On the upper floor of the headquarters, noise and commotion were everywhere. I pushed through layers of people and finally saw Kinh Da Than sitting in the center of the sofa. "Mr. Kinh, you didn't like Manh Yen before? Why did you agree to marry her? Could it be that you really like her?"{Read the full story at Van Ha's love page} "If I liked it, would I still come here every day to play around? It's obvious that I got married to intentionally disgust Manh Yen." "I heard that Tram Ngon is going abroad to start a business, so does he no longer need the Tram family's business?" “Huh.” Kinh Da Than smiled coldly: "Who knows, maybe that property doesn't belong to him." As soon as the words were uttered, there was silence for a few seconds, then there was a stir of discussion. "How could it not belong to him? He is the eldest son of the Tram family." "That's right, after so many years being called the Crown Prince of the wealthy world, could it be fake?" Kinh Da Than did not answer, but suddenly stood up. A series of emotions flashed through his eyes: doubt, excitement, joy. Everyone followed their gaze and discovered I was standing in the middle of the crowd. “Sister-in-law is here, sit down quickly.” He waved his hand to dismiss all the women around him, and the music immediately turned off. The atmosphere quickly became quiet, everyone held their breath, afraid that I would get angry and implicate them. “Kinh Da Than, follow me home.” I spoke in a calm tone, I couldn't tell if I was angry or not. "You call, I'll go right away? Then what face do I have left?" Kinh Da Than calmly sat down on the sofa and waved for the waiter to pour some wine. Coincidentally, that waiter was Luu Yen. I wasn't angry, I wasn't angry, I still calmly opened my mouth: "I'm your wife now, follow me home." His movement of swirling the wine glass slowed down, Kinh Da Than leaned back on the sofa and sneered: "Yes, it's really my wife. Then you call 'husband' and I'll leave immediately." I glared, tried to suppress the feeling of nausea, and reluctantly called out "husband". The corners of Kinh Da Than's lips curled up, he put down his wine glass, wrapped his arms around me, and decisively left the clubhouse. 7 After Manh Diem went abroad, I immediately cut off all contact. My parents didn't mention it, and I didn't bother to ask. Anyway, the reminder I gave him, believe it or not is up to him. I started supervising Kinh Da Than to take care of the company's affairs, forcing him to come to work every day. Although the two of us often fought, the next day he still obediently appeared at the company, and the scandal gradually subsided. It's just that Kinh Da Than is not an easy person to grasp, he always knows how to give me a headache. Like tonight, for example, he refused to sleep in the main room, nor the living room, or even the sofa, and insisted on sharing the bed with me. That's absolutely impossible, I'm crazy to accept it sleep with him! Half an hour later—— The two of us, our hair disheveled, struggled to lie on the large bed in the main room. I couldn't fight back, and in the end he successfully climbed up. I immediately turned around to the edge of the bed, kept my distance from him, and closed my eyes to sleep. Suddenly, the blanket was snatched away. I quickly turned around to grab him back, but he held me tight and didn't let go. In the end, I still won. He "generously" left me a spot, but I would rather freeze than crawl through there. The temperature in the room was getting lower and lower, I was shivering, and finally I couldn't help it and crawled into the blanket. Ignoring the soft laughter behind me, I blushed and quickly fell asleep. Early in the morning, the sunlight penetrated, I woke up in a warm embrace. Before I could raise my head, I heard Kinh Da Than's voice from the top of my head: "Last night you hugged me like an octopus, no matter how much you pulled, you couldn't get it off. Did you long ago covet my beauty, did you already love me?" I swung my leg and kicked him down onto the bed. "Wife, pay attention next time. If I hadn't dodged it just now, the next half of your life would be over." “Go to work!” “Understood, wife~” Kinh Da Than went to wash his face and change clothes, and I sat up and took the phone. Social media platforms are exploding: # The Crown Prince of Beijing is a fake # # The real - fake young master exposes the truth # # The young master Chan comes to the house, reclaims his identity with the Tram family # # Response from the Tram family # # The Crown Prince of Beijing - Tram Ngon, turns out to be just an adopted son # I turned off the screen, my face reflected in black, a smile curled up. It's all arranged by me. Tram Ngon, without the support of the Tram family, can you still build a business empire? At the foreign villa, Manh Diem looked at the series of hot searches and completely did not believe it, thinking it was just a rumor from netizens. So what if there's a video? It's definitely something the reporter made up. But for some reason, confusion and insecurity arose in his heart. Hastily calling Tram Ngon, receiving the answer "everything online is fake", he breathed a sigh of relief. In this life, it will not go wrong again. Very soon, she will become the wife of the general manager of the commercial empire, a "great benefactor" praised by everyone. 8 Day after day passed, I finally waited for Kinh Da Than to officially take over the company. With so much company work, the frequency of our quarrels became less and less, and then everyone took care of their own things. He is busy every day with work, and I spend money every day to enjoy myself. Credit card bills kept jumping into Kinh Da Than's phone. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore: "Manh Yen, I earned all the money you spent, don't you want to please me at all?" So I personally made some of his favorite dishes and brought them to the company. He was coaxed and cheered up, but I continued to spend money to enjoy myself as before. I have a lonely personality, since I was little, no one wanted to play with me. Only Kinh Da Than bullied me and took me out. As a result, I have no friends. Sitting in the large room, I didn't feel lonely - because I was surrounded by a group of male models. But before they could thoroughly enjoy each person, the room door was kicked open. Kinh Da Than's face turned black, he carried me on his shoulders and headed straight Go to a nearby hotel. “If you dare to touch me, I will immediately die for you to see.” “Ha… do you hate me that much?” Kinh Da Than suddenly looked sad, loosening his restraint. I sat up, thought for a moment and then explained: "I don't hate you, I just... find you dirty." Kinh Da Than was stunned, then pressed me down on the bed again. "A Yen, I've never touched anyone else, nor let anyone else touch me. I'm not dirty." The weak words rang in my ears, causing me to stop struggling. If that's true, what about those other scandals? What about Luu Yen? Thinking of this, I looked straight into his eyes: "I'm not Luu Yen, and I'm not the A Yen in your heart." Kinh Da Than did not let go, his originally tightly pursed lips suddenly curled up. “Are you jealous?” "Do not have." I turned away, avoiding that hot gaze. "It's because her name is Luu Yen, with the same 'Yen' in her name as you, that I helped. Do you understand?" Kinh Da Than… likes me? Before I could ask, my lips were blocked. After that, I didn't have a chance to open my mouth anymore.