Gia Linh holds the doorknob, stammering to speak.
"Grandma, it seems someone knocks on my door, but I can't see anything outside through my cat's eyes."
"So you stay at home, don't open the door..." Click
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The door suddenly opened, and a figure suddenly stepped inside. Quickly grabbed the phone with one hand and turned off the conversation. The other hand pressed Gia Linh's shoulder and pushed her against the wall.
Gia Linh reached out and took the phone back, cold eyes asked. "Thanh Tung, what do you want to do?"
"You're playing with me, aren't you?" Thanh Tung lowered his voice. His hands were full of anger, and he spoke up.
Although Gia Linh was in pain, she still tried to hold back, her voice disdainfully answered. "What am I playing you?"
Thanh Tung became angrier, and he used both hands o force Gia Linh as much as possible. "The pictures that the newspapers have published, if not you, then who are they. Huh?"
Gia Linh sneered. "What does your story have to do with me?"
Seems to have reached the limit, Thanh Tung immediately used one hand to squeeze Gia Linh's neck. He crouched down, face to face whispering. "Even now, you still refuse?"
Both of them glared at each other indignantly. Gia Linh regained her usual weakness, tilted her head, and answered coldly. "Pham Thanh Tung, how many people are there in that hotel. You and she are flies in or something. I can take pictures. Don't other people know how to take pictures?"
The other Thanh Tung was in a hurry, and he saw that his hand had squeezed Gia Linh's neck so tightly that her face turned red, he was startled and swung it. Gia Linh was now able to breathe normally. She laughed a few times and then raised her voice mockingly.
"You are my lover, but you go out to eat omnivores. The newspaper rewrote it to question me. Don't you see yourself as trash, insignificant?"
"Phan Gia Linh, you ..." He shouted, his hand pointed at Gia Linh but then slowly withdrew.
"You said that traitors are trash. Why do you forget that now?"
He heard this sentence like stepping on thorns, silently walked over to the sofa, and sat down. Gia Linh previously, because of this statement, decided to leave showbiz. That year, he was very bright, standing in the press conference, attracting all eyes.
"I don't know what Thanh Tung thinks about betrayal in love?"
"I don't know what they think to others, but to Tung, a traitor in love is like a pile of moving garbage. Rotten and dirty."
Gia Linh then stood below the audience. His sweet eyes and steady gaze looking down seemed to blur her mind. I thought he was saying that to show his affection for her. So she believed that cliché for years.
Gia Linh blankly laughed, walked into the living room, sat down on the sofa opposite Thanh Tung. She folded her arms and looked at him arrogantly.
"Isn't that what I do?"
Well, he changed his voice fast. He was angry before, but now he's surprisingly calm. Gia Linh was shocked because she had not noticed this ridiculous fake before.
"You and I have known each other for eight years. I didn't even open it up to the press all of that time. Do you think you're so important that you need to take revenge? You and I have been together for eight years without photos. Just let everyone know that you are in love with me but still dating girls. Won't it sink faster?"
Thanh Tung looked up at Gia Linh, and her indifference made her words more reasonable. If she publicizes their 8-year love story and at the same time accuses him of having an affair, it will be a scandal that shakes the entertainment industry. She clings to the two words "youth" and wants to return to the showbiz world, which is very easy.
Shit...
The phone from Gia Linh's hand rubbed against the table and slid to him.
"I deleted all the photos in the album. From now on, you and I will go our separate ways. And I think you should too. If you don't believe it, you can see for yourself."
He suddenly fell silent, and this was something he didn't expect. He and Gia Linh loved each other for eight years but never exceeded the limit. He didn't intend to end it like that. At this time, his eyes wandered around, suddenly stood up, and walked towards Gia Linh.
"No, we can't end it like that. Gia Linh, I know I'm wrong. Can you forgive me? Is it okay, baby?"
While saying Thanh Tung's name, he swooped over to Gia Linh and hugged her. His voice was heartfelt, but flowing into Gia Linh's ears turned into very disgusting words. She struggled to push him away, but her tiny body could not escape the claws of that scum.
He hugged her tightly, apologizing non-stop. Gia Linh was pissed off. Unable to resist, she quickly reached her head in front of him with all her might. She looked at him with disdainful eyes.
"Are you crazy enough? You think I'm going to pick up the stinky trash, are you? Don't you find it funny?"
Both of them looked at each other silently. Thanh Tung, at this time, already had a lot of dark thoughts in his head. Today, Gia Linh appeared in his eyes with gorgeous, flawless white skin, balanced facial features, and plump pink lips. She was now wearing a two-piece dress with a thin top, but she revealed her collarbone, looking very beautiful because of resistance. He looked at her blankly, so he forced a kiss on her unconsciously.
Gia Linh was comfortable with him and became more robust than ever. She waved her hand and slapped him in the face with a loud slap. She stood up and adjusted her clothes. It was a little scary to look at him now.