Another gloomy rainy day, raining every day without any sunshine. Making farmers complain, making shopkeepers uncomfortable.
Rain is the favorite scene of introverts, a gentle color that balances black and white in their hearts. It helps them feel at ease after days of being hurt by the sun.
Hoang Minh Quan especially loves the city scenery in the rain. Only when it rains does his heart become light. It's as if the rain speaks for all the things hidden in his heart. It's better to let it out.
At this time, he is no longer in a wheelchair, alone in the office without worrying about being discovered. Standing in front of the transparent glass door, both hands in his pockets. Lowering his eyes to watch the afternoon rain scene.
His ears are sharp, suddenly he hears a strange noise coming from behind him. He doesn't turn around to look, just coldly says: "Here again?".
The sharp knife flashed a cold silver light and flew towards him like a whoosh.
Clang! The assassin was terrified, holding his broken hand.
Hoang Minh Quan kicked the assassin in the throat again. Spitting out blood, the assassin staggered against the wall to regain his strength. Picking up the knife with his other hand, he immediately rushed towards him.
His agility stunned the assassin instantly.
Appearing behind him suddenly, he kicked the assassin to the ground. Grabbing the knife from the opponent's hand, he stabbed it down on the assassin's arm like a cold-blooded demon.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
"AAAA!".
The knife stabbed at him repeatedly, blood staining the floor. The unprofessional assassin's face changed color. He hugged his arm and retreated backwards, only when his back hit the wall did he realize there was no way back.
The man clasped his hands and begged for his life: "Boss Hoang, please spare me! I will keep this a secret! Please don't kill me, I won't tell anyone that your leg has been cured!".
Thunder and lightning flashed across the sky, half of the dark clouds were shining brightly. The elegant dark blue suit was dyed a bright red. Standing against the light, his gloomy face covered in blood looked even more eerie. His soulless eyes stared at him like a vengeful spirit demanding his life.
Swinging his hand_ Slap!
"AAAA!!!".
The knife was stuck straight on the wall, the assassin was scared unconscious.
Phan Kiet rushed in, looking at the scene of blood flowing into a pool before his eyes, he shivered a few times. Although he was too familiar with these spectacular scenes, he still couldn't help but tremble under his deadly gaze.
"Boss! Are you okay?!".
Minh Quan coldly said: "Handle it and bring me a new set of clothes".
..
It was raining so the water was cold, Trinh Anh Tu washed the vegetables and felt extremely cool. He looked out at the rain outside the balcony and thought about that difficult and unpleasant boss Hoang. He was praying for him to come home late like every day, if he didn't work overtime then he would have something happen like a flat tire on the road.
That way he could comfortably stay home for a day and be a temporary boss.
Just thinking about it, he couldn't help but laugh and shake his shoulders. Who in the world would ask their boss to have a disaster like him?
That's what he said, but for some reason today he felt a little uneasy. It wasn't because he was worried about being punished or scolded. He was worried that something bad would happen to him.
He quickly shook his head, the hateful boss would only be pleased if something bad happened to him!
Suddenly someone hugged him from behind, he was startled and turned around to push that person away: "?!".
"Ah, it hurts... You really are...".
Anh Tu recognized Truong Phi Yen, he quickly checked her hand: "Are you okay?".
She seemed angry and pulled her hand back: "I don't know, quickly make the pain go away".
Remembering the hug just now, he blushed but also panicked and pulled her back. He looked around nervously, keeping a distance so that only the two of them could hear the conversation: "I'm sorry, it's because you suddenly acted like that... So I, so I...".
Phi Yen smiled lightly: "Just teasing you a little, why do you look like you're afraid of being punished by the King of Hell?".
Was that a joke?! Luckily there was no one in the kitchen right now, otherwise people would misunderstand that he was having an affair with the boss's wife!
If the situation just now was seen by Boss Hoang, who knows what he would become? Meat for the ugly fish, of course!
He panicked: "So, so are you okay? I didn't mean it!".
She shrugged and ignored it: "It doesn't hurt anymore, do you need my help?".
"No need, this is a maid's job. Just sit and watch me do it.".
Phi Yen nodded and sat on the other chair, propping her chin up while watching him work. Not knowing what she was thinking, the corners of her lips curled up as if she had some shady plan.
Trinh Anh Tu's heart suddenly beat unusually fast when thinking about her face, her smile. Then he quickly shook his head, absolutely not thinking about other people's wives. Especially the wife of the boss of the devil king Hoang.
Focus, focus!
"What's wrong with you? Is there anything wrong?". Phi Yen asked.
He laughed awkwardly: "Haha, nothing, nothing".
"But I see you've been washing the vegetables all this time, washing them too thoroughly will remove all the nutrients in the vegetables". Truong Phi Yen stood up and walked over to help him.
In the end, the two of them still cooked together.
Anh Tu: "...".
Cooking with her made everything around Anh Tu revolve around her. It felt like this world only had the two of them.
When their hands accidentally touched, he couldn't help but blush, wanting to close the distance even more.
His phone on the table had a message from boss Hoang sent but he didn't pay attention. Hoang Minh Quan texted: I'm almost home.
In front of the gate, the boss's shuttle stopped. Minh Quan frowned when he didn't see Trinh Anh Tu standing there waiting to open the gate for him. Usually, rain or shine, when he just got home, he saw him waiting to open the gate for him.
Today, everything really annoyed him. He was even more annoyed when Trinh Anh Tu broke the rules.
Just as the servants finished work, the gardener came to open the gate for him. Phan Kiet immediately helped him out of the car, held an umbrella and pushed the wheelchair into the house.
Opening the door, he had to wipe the wheels of the wheelchair for him: "I don't know what the hell that Anh Tu guy is doing. Boss, if you see that he's not good at his job, just fire him."
When he raised his head, he saw Minh Quan glaring at him gloomily. Phan Kiet immediately shut his mouth, finished his work, then bowed his head and walked away in silence.
"...".
He rolled the wheelchair inside himself, intending to find Trinh Anh Tu to strike. Approaching the kitchen, he heard the laughter of him and Truong Phi Yen.
Pausing, he looked inside and saw the two of them cooking intimately together. He stood behind her, holding her hand to butcher the fish. Their posture was close together as if they were hugging each other.
From the outside, they looked like a happy couple cooking together every weekend.
He clenched his fists when he saw Trinh Anh Tu's radiant and sincere face. His eyes sparkled as he looked at Truong Phi Yen passionately.
His face darkened with anger, he immediately rolled over, reached for the vase, and swung his arm to throw it at the two of them. He slipped, it hit the cabinet hard and fell to the ground, breaking: "What are you doing in my house?!".
The clanging sound was deafening, Trinh Anh Tu and Truong Phi Yen were startled. They both turned to look at him: "?!".
Scared by the murderous aura, he immediately stood far away from Phi Yen: "You, boss?! When did you come back..?".
Hoang Minh Quan's voice was low, vaguely wanting to kill someone. He glared at Truong Phi Yen: "You insolent flirt! If you want to play with guys, go out and play, who gave you the audacity to date in my house?!".
Being oppressed by him, Phi Yen unconsciously stepped back and hugged Anh Tu's arm. Her voice trembled: "No, that's not it. Don't misunderstand."
Trinh Anh Tu was stunned, boss Hoang actually spat out rude words to scold his wife! He was misunderstanding that he had intentions towards his wife!
Partly out of respect for the boss, but partly out of anger because of his high self-esteem. Not knowing where to get the courage, he stood in front of Phi Yen. Acting like a hero protecting a little girl from the hands of her evil husband.
"Please be careful with your words, I'm just instructing the boss to cook. It's not what you think."
When facing him, Trinh Anh Tu only had fear or anger on his face. He clearly saw his hatred in those jet-black eyes that were shining brightly in the sunlight. He suddenly remembered what Kieu Chi Chau had cursed him with.
No one would be with an eccentric like him.
The fire of rage in his heart gradually extinguished, he felt like he had fallen into a cold ice pit. His clenched hands suddenly trembled, his pale face became dark. It was impossible to see his expression behind his cold, low voice.
"Follow me to the office." He said and then rolled himself into the elevator to go upstairs.
His courage was only to show off his masculinity to Truong Phi Yen. He sighed and gritted his teeth bitterly because he was about to be punished by the devil.
She worried about him: "Tu, you have to be careful. Because when he's angry and suddenly becomes quiet, he must have put all his anger in waiting to be released."
Without her saying anything, he vaguely realized that he couldn't lose his manly image. He was strong and fearless: "It's okay, I'll explain everything to him."
He put on a confident face and walked upstairs. When he reached the front door of the office, he couldn't help but shiver.
Suddenly he felt so stupid, it was not too late to shut up and get scolded, then explain later. But he acted so arrogant to the boss, and now he had to suffer the consequences.
Knocking on the door, not hearing any noise, he gloomily opened the door and walked in: "Boss Huang...".
He hurriedly ran to kneel before him, looking remorseful. Afraid that he had not shown enough sincerity, he threw away his pride and hugged Hoang Minh Quan's leg.
"Boss, I know I was wrong, I will not speak rudely to you again! Please forgive me!".
The pitiful eyes that begged for mercy looked up at him, earnestly pleading. Hoang Minh Quan vowed not to be softened by this face. But his disobedient heart kept pounding.
He was very tired today, and dealing with the assassin had already annoyed him. His heart was extremely suffocating, suddenly becoming strangely light.
Only when Trinh Anh Tu acted cutely like a good dog at his master's leg like this, did he let go of his anger.
On the outside, he covered his face with ice, coldly glaring at him: "Next time, don't blame me for not being lenient in dealing with you."
Thank God, Boss Hoang. Truong Phi Yen's terrifying words just now were probably only a part of it, Huang Mingjun didn't really explode and turn him into a bargaining chip.
He had barely breathed a sigh of relief when he heard him ask: "Do you have feelings for Phi Yen?".
Trinh Anh Tu's face changed, how could he be so sharp-eyed after only a few days? Was this catching her jealous, preparing to beat her up?!
He didn't have feelings, he was just very comfortable and happy when he was with Truong Phi Yen. The more he thought about it, the more he couldn't deny his feelings like he said!
No! That was the wife of the evil boss Hoang!
He glared at him coldly: "If you don't say it, it means you do?".
He shook his head and quickly explained: "No! How could I have that thought about the boss... Besides...".
Wasn't it because he, as a husband, didn't know how to coax his wife?! When they argued and she was sad, he had to coax her and spend time with her! Suddenly there was no use being jealous!
"Boss, I really don't have any intentions towards the boss at all."
He spoke very honestly, not like he was acting to deceive. He rubbed his forehead, not making things difficult for him anymore: "I believe you this time, if there is a next time, you should be mentally prepared."
Signaling for him to stand up, Trinh Anh Tu lowered his head to look at him. Finding words to soothe the boss: "Boss Hoang, are you tired from work today? Do you want to take a bath now? I will help you."
"No need, you go eat."
He asked: "Aren't you going to eat?".
Hoang Minh Quan didn't like to talk too much, nor did he like having to say it twice. He glared at him with a sword-like gaze.
Trinh Anh Tu immediately fell silent, lowered his head and left.
Living with him in this house, he might die early because his heart was too much to bear.
Minh Quan was silent, his caring words naturally made him feel warm. Since the day he was left alone in this world, he needed sincere greetings the most, but no one gave them to him.
Replacing the tenderness was the burning pain from his skin to his internal organs. If he didn't use the ice to create a layer of defense, he was afraid he wouldn't be able to survive a night of mental torture.
..
Hoang Minh Quan didn't eat or drink, he took a shower and went to his bedroom.
These past few days, he hadn't been able to sleep at all because of a problem with their business cooperation. After investigating, he found out that someone had interfered with him. But he didn't know who the culprit was.
Besides the witch Kieu Chi Chau, who else could have come here?
Not being able to sleep for three consecutive days, his eyes were about to be thrown away. As soon as he laid down on the bed, sleepiness came over him. His eyes drooped and he fell asleep.
Trinh Anh Tu sat in the dining room, hugging his arms, waiting for boss Hoang. He didn't touch a single bite of rice. He didn't think that Ming Jun would be angry at someone and starve to death. He thought, maybe he was working.
But what if he slipped and fainted in the bathroom?
Thinking of that scene, his face changed color and he immediately stood up.
Truong Phi Yen was eating when he asked: "What are you doing? Eat your food, or the food will get cold and not taste good anymore."
She looked like she was eating calmly, even more comfortably than when she ate with Minh Quan yesterday. He wondered if she didn't care about him?
No matter how angry they were, they were still husband and wife. Today, he saw that he was very tired, to the point of not having the strength to get angry. Yet he didn't see her care to ask after her husband.
"You eat first, I'll come down and eat later, I'll clean up after I finish eating."
Anh Tu hurriedly went to find Minh Quan. Phi Yen went over and grabbed his hand: "Anh Tu, don't bother him when he wants to be alone."
Suddenly remembering what Ngoc had told him the same thing, but he was worried that something might happen to him in the bathroom.
"What if he fell while taking a bath? Let me go make sure first."
Truong Phi Yen couldn't bear to let him get into trouble: "Maybe you don't know, when he's in trouble or needs something, he usually calls us. Just sit down and eat, he'll be fine."
It seemed that her words had convinced him, Anh Tu thought Phi Yen was right. He continued to eat dinner. A happy dinner, no longer under the pressure from the head of the table.
Taking the bottle of wine, Phi Yen poured it into a glass. Handing it to him: "Drink up".
Surprised by the expensive wine, his parents had never touched such a luxurious thing before. Moreover, it was wine from Boss Hoang's house. He did not dare to accept it: "I cannot drink this kind of wine".
Walking over to sit next to him, she took his rough hand and placed it on the glass: "Don't be polite, this is my wine".
Reluctantly holding it to make her happy, he asked: "The boss doesn't drink wine?".
She replied: "Except for social parties, he normally doesn't drink wine".
Oh, he didn't expect that. The big boss doesn't drink wine, is this not knowing?
Suddenly a crazy idea flashed through his mind. Whenever Boss Hoang made him angry, he would get him drunk and provoke him to act like a cow, then take pictures and videos. When he sobered up, he would use it to threaten him.
Let's see if he still dared to be arrogant.
He laughed smugly, seeing that Phi Yen asked: "Do you have something fun?".
"Haha, I was just wondering what the boss would look like when he was drunk."
Truong Phi Yen pondered: "Hmm...".
Raising her glass to drain the wine, she drank a bit and then looked at Trinh Anh Tu drinking wine. His manly Adam's apple bobbed up and down every time he swallowed the wine. Her curiosity arose, Phi Yen unconsciously reached out and touched his neck.
Shocked, he put the glass down on the table. Blushing, she shyly grabbed her wrist, because the place she had just touched was also a sensitive spot for men: "Don't, don't do that... It tickles."
"Haha, you're really cute, are you a virgin?".
He smiled: "It's embarrassing to say, I've never loved anyone before."
"Oh, you probably don't know what love tastes like, do you?". She gently stroked his hand on the table, moving closer: "But, do you want to know what Minh Quan looks like when he's drunk?".
He was curious: "What would he be like?".
Phi Yen curled her lips and said: "That cold face will become friendly and approachable. He will do whatever you ask, even if it's not right. Until now, I'm still infatuated with his drunken smile."
Through the description of Hoang Minh Quan's drunken scene, for some reason, it made his lower abdomen flutter strangely. The smile on those thin, ungrateful lips suddenly appeared in his imagination.
Thump, thump... Is this heartbeat beating hard for him?
I really want to see him smile...
Truong Phi Yen let go of her hand, she said sadly: "Even if he is drunk and no longer sober, he will absolutely never touch me. Do you know what, Tu?".
He listened attentively: "What's wrong?".
Drinking the glass of wine and then another, her face was red from the alcohol. Her eyes were hazy as she looked at Anh Tu, she leaned her head on his shoulder.
Crystal tears fell on her hand: "I love him very much, but he doesn't love me. What should I do to get his attention? I want him to notice me, I want him to love me! Sob..!".
The beautiful woman cried in her arms, making Trinh Anh Tu confused.
He gently wiped away the tears on her cheeks, and comforted her with concern: "Don't be sad, his personality is cold like that. Maybe he loves you but secretly cares for you in other ways? So don't be pessimistic, one day soon he will realize your feelings and make it up to you."
What is love..? Is it this kind of suffering? Because of love, you have to suppress your true feelings to have a chance to be close to the person you love?
How pitiful Truong Phi Yen. Anh Tu felt sorry for her.
Why is Hoang Minh Quan so cold that his wife who is always by his side, taking care of him, cries like this?
He wonders, what is his heart made of? Is there an empty space in the middle of his chest right now?
He comforts her, holding her in his arms to let her vent all the frustration in her heart. If he has such a warm, obedient and beautiful wife, he will absolutely not let her suffer because of him.
The human heart is made of flesh and blood, not steel and stone that cannot be hurt...
With broad shoulders and a strong chest, Truong Phi Yen seems to be able to soothe the pain in his place. She doesn't want to bother others like this, but right now she really needs someone by her side to confide in and share. Holding her in his arms, he whispers words of comfort.
Wanting her heart to be healed after living in the sharp thorns of the cactus.
A small girl like her just wants her husband to pay attention...