Chapter 1 — There Are Positions You Can Only Hold For Yourself

During the Engagement Party, "Sworn Sister" Took the Bride's Place, I Canceled the Engagement Right in Front of Everyone, Their Whole Family Panicked During the engagement party, everyone was laughing and having fun, only I felt like something was wrong.

My fiance's "sworn sister" wore a pure white dress, even more outstanding than the future bride, me.

When she walked into the hall holding his hand, her future mother-in-law smiled so brightly that she couldn't close her mouth:

"Tieu Dinh is here? Come over here quickly, sit in the middle, sit next to your brother."

I was stunned. Sit in the middle? That was my position. I looked at my fiance. He gently gestured with his eyes at me, then lowered his voice:

"She has lacked a sense of security since she was young. Give her a little, don't make a fuss."

I didn't say anything, just raised my glass of wine and took a sip. I quietly watched her calmly sit down between me and him, and intimately put food into his bowl. Dozens of guests were present at the party that day, but no one felt anything was wrong with this scene. I took a deep breath, stood up and walked straight towards the host's stage. I took the microphone. The whole hall immediately fell silent. Everyone's eyes turned to me. I smiled slightly. The voice was not loud, but every word rang out clearly:

"Sorry everyone, I'm not involved in today's wedding anymore."

The banquet hall was splendidly decorated, with crystal chandeliers reflecting brilliant light onto the smiling faces of each guest. The air is filled with the scent of champagne and fresh flowers. Today is Tran Nhien and I's engagement ceremony. As the main character of the party, I should have been the happiest person. However, raising my glass of wine and looking across the hall filled with laughter, a strange feeling arose in my heart, so vague that I couldn't name it. Tran Nhien stood next to me, with a polite smile on his handsome face, chatting with an elder. His arm rested loosely on my waist. At first glance, it looked extremely intimate, but I only felt aloofness and politeness. It's like we're separated by an invisible membrane. The host still enthusiastically stirred up the atmosphere, guests raised their glasses in congratulations, everything was impeccably perfect. So perfect that it looks exactly like a pre-staged play. It's just an actor mechanically reading each scripted line.

"Brother Nhien!"

A clear female voice mixed with a bit of pampering suddenly rang out, shattering that harmonious atmosphere like a pebble thrown into a calm lake. I reflexively turned my head to look back. At the door of the banquet hall, a girl wearing a low-cut white dress was walking quickly towards this direction. The skirt of the dress gently swayed, highlighting her slender and weak figure, making others want to protect her. That white dress is even more outstanding than the light pink dress I took the trouble to choose for today. She is Manh Dinh. They are the "sworn sisters who grew up together" that Tran Nhien always talks about. I only met her a few times. But every time, she looked at me with searching eyes, mixed with a hint of hostility that was hard to hide. At this moment, she completely treated me, who was about to become her sister-in-law, as if I didn't exist. As soon as she stepped forward, she rushed straight towards Tran Nhien. Her arm very naturally wrapped around his arm, her whole body was almost close to him, so intimate that she didn't keep any distance.

"Mr. Nhien, sorry, I'm late. There's so much traffic on the road."

Her voice was full of self-pity, as if being late was a big mistake. The social smile on Tran Nhien's face immediately disappeared. The moment he saw her, his eyes suddenly became extremely gentle and pampering.

"You're so stupid. How many times have I told you, drive slowly. It's okay to be a little late."

That voice was so gentle that it seemed like it could drip water. It's a gentleness that I've never heard him give me before. He reached out and gently pinched the tip of Manh Dinh's nose. His eyes were filled with love and affection, with no intention of hiding. I stood next to it. Just like an outsider, quietly watching the "deep brotherly love" drama before his eyes. I don't know when, the hand on my waist left. But my heart also felt like it was missing a space. The surrounding guests seemed to be familiar with this scene. Some people even laughed and teased.

"It's true brothers, the relationship is really good."

"That's right. Manh Dinh has been attached to Tran Nhien since childhood."

My future mother-in-law, Mrs. Vuong Le, smiled even brighter. She quickly walked over and grabbed Manh Dinh's hand.

"Tieu Dinh is here? Come here quickly, I miss you so much."

Her eyes looking at her were a hundred times more intimate than looking at me, her future daughter-in-law.

"Aunt Vuong, I miss you too."

Manh Dinh smiled sweetly, his tongue was as skillful as honey. Ms. Vuong Le laughed until she couldn't close her mouth, grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the main table.

"Quickly sit in the middle, sit next to me."

She pointed straight to the position next to Tran Nhien, her tone as if it were a matter of course. I was dumbfounded. It is the central position of the main table. A place for the bride and groom. Tran Nhien had already sat down. But the position right next to him... should have been mine. Ms. Vuong's voice is not loud. But in the noisy banquet hall, every word still clearly reached my ears. Every word is like a small needle, slowly piercing the heart. The smile on my lips gradually stiffened. The footsteps also stopped midway. Everyone's eyes seemed to be directed towards the main table. But no one felt that there was anything wrong with that arrangement. Like... The one who shouldn't be here is me. Manh Dinh smiled brightly and prepared to sit down. Before sitting, she looked back at me. In those eyes was a very cleverly hidden provocation and pride. I took a deep breath, tried to suppress the emotions rolling in my heart, then walked straight towards the main desk. No matter what... Today is my engagement ceremony. I'm the main lady of this party. No one has the right to take away the position that belongs to me. I walked to the table, looked at the empty chair that originally belonged to me, but didn't say a word. The atmosphere suddenly stopped for a moment. Manh Dinh's movements of preparing to sit down also stopped. She looked innocent and looked at Tran Nhien, with a flicker of help in her eyes. The smile on Ms. Vuong Le's face also faded a bit. She looked at me, her voice carrying a bit of dissatisfaction.

"Nguyet Nguyet, what are you standing there for? Quickly sit down."

She pointed to a position on the other side of Tran Nhien. According to regulations, that place is reserved for the best man or other important family members. Tell me to sit in there? So what am I, the future bride, exactly? My eyes glanced past Manh Dinh and looked straight at Tran Nhien. I need him to give me an explanation.