Chapter 6 — Thien Kim Has Super Bad Memory

“I forgot to eat lunch.” The director was silent. The comment section again laughed hysterically. 【She's really so stable.】 【The whole world collapsed, she only remembers rice.】 【It's not pretending, she's really hungry.】 【I kind of like her, what should I do?】 The director asked someone to get me a boxed lunch. I was halfway through eating when I heard voices coming from the break room. The director also heard it. He quietly signaled for the cameraman to follow. "It's not very ethical for you to do that, right?" The director said seriously: "We are a true observation program." I nodded. "Oh, that's okay." The three people inside saw the camera, their expressions became confused. "Who let you film?" The director chuckled: "In the program contract, it is clearly stated that the entire process will be recorded." My mother was a bit awkward, her voice carrying a request. please. "Niem Niem, Mien Mien knew it was wrong." "That year she was just a child." I swallowed the rice in my mouth. "So what?" My mother was stunned. "Could it be that you weren't a child that year?" "He was afraid that I didn't need it so he stole my music." "So when you were waiting for me to pick you up, weren't you afraid?" My mother's face was completely pale. "Niem Niem, you must definitely talk like that." Is that so?” “So what should I say?” “Thank him for stealing so well, making me wait another twelve years?” 9 Tham Tinh Mien didn't cry anymore. There was a flash of resentment in his eyes. But quickly the self-pity was hidden. "Sister, if you hate me, I can leave the Tham family." "I give you back your room, your mother, and your brother." "I don't need anything else." It's too smart. He knew that if he just said he wanted to go, someone would definitely keep him. I watched them drag and drag, feeling really tired. I asked Tham Tinh Mien: “You really don't need anything else?” “Then give me back the royalties of 'Moonlight Ship'.” Everyone was stunned. The director was the first to react, immediately agreeing and chiming in. “That's right, royalties!” Over the years, “Moonlight Boat” has been adapted into many versions. Tham Tinh Mien relied on it to win awards, receive brand representation contracts, and even release albums. He said he didn't need anything. Then let it vomit money out. The comment section is so refreshing it's crazy. 【Ha ha ha ha, Tham Niem really knows the point.】 【That's right, what's the use of apologizing? Pay the money.】 【For twelve years after taking advantage of stolen songs, is it okay to say one unintentional sentence?】 【Didn't Tham Tinh Mien just say that he would return everything? Then pay it back.】 Tham Tinh Mien's lips trembled. "Sister, it's not that I don't want to pay." "It's just that I didn't receive the money alone, there was also the company and the whole crew..." I nodded. "Then tell them to pay together." The director standing next to him stabbed again: "We can help contact the lawyer." Tham Tinh Mien's eyes darkened. This time it really fainted. Amid the chaos, Tham Dieu carried him into the car. "You are really cold-blooded." I originally didn't want to pay attention to him. But still asked one question: "Now do you still think that he inherited the good genes of the Tham family more than me?" His face turned pale, then white, he hugged Tham Tinh Mien and left. My mother stood still, looking at me. "Niem Niem." "I don't know." "I really didn't know that song was written by you." I looked at her, my mind went blank for a moment. Don't know. But I know there are many things that can't be gently ignored with just a word "I don't know". Because we both know. Over the years, she never taught me how to talk to my mother. Mom

send me lots of messages. From “Nim Niem, I want to talk to you”, to “Where are you?”, then to “I made soup for you”. I looked twice and then forgot to answer. On the contrary, the director called me, his voice so agitated that he couldn't bear it. "Tham Niem, the next episode we will broadcast the copyright mediation live." "No." The director frantically said: "Why?" "Your boxed lunches are not delicious." The director called again, saying the program had been changed to a buffet at a five-star hotel. I go. The whole family came, including my father. He was a serious man, he had never smiled since he entered the door. "Nim Niem." I nodded. "Hello uncle." Tham's father's face changed. "Nim Niem, I'm your father." I said "oh". "Forgot." Can't blame me. After I was found at the Tham family, he never spoke to me. Mostly it was just: “Don't bully your sister.” Calling him uncle was considered polite. The lawyer placed the profit statistics table of the "Moonlight Boat" over the years on the table. The amount was much, much, much more than I imagined. I stared at that number for a long time. The director rubbed his hands like flies and asked, "Tham Niem, did you not expect there to be so many?" "I was counting to see how many there were."