Thuc Nghi looked at the decorative glass balls in the cupboard while shaking her head rapidly. The house is already lonely and uses cold things to decorate, perhaps the temperament of this "Huan" is not pleasant. Thuc Nghi walked a few steps along the moldy wooden cabinet, suddenly a child holding a bear walked down the stairs, and when he saw her, his face was so strange.

Thuc Nghi's eyes widened slightly in surprise. The layout of the furniture of this house is really not good, the stairs hidden behind the wooden cabinets can easily cause people to feel nervous and have a heart attack. Thuc Nghi glared back at the child, then went straight past him into the kitchen to rummage through the refrigerator. There are not many things that can fill her stomach other than fruit. She took a plate of cherries, sat at the table and ate it while watching the child holding the teddy bear come to stand by the door, staring at her eating.

Thuc Nghi chewed the fruit and speculated. There are children in the house, perhaps Mac Tu Lam's brother has passed a marriage, so he needs a housewife to take care of, not someone who likes to wander outside. She doesn't like children very much, and has never thought of doing housework..., at least since she woke up in the hospital until now, she has never thought that she will have to do household chores. This marriage really blocked all ways to enjoy her life!

Thuc Nghi dropped a few cherries in her hand into the sink, didn't eat any more, just walked past the child back to the living room and looked up the stairs.

The stairs are a bit narrow and steep, even ordinary people know this design is very dangerous, especially for homes with children. It's unbelievable to be an architect like this, and also to make for a family well off, and still be able to pass through the eyes, it's unbelievable! This can be seen as a unique spectacular trick!

Thuc Nghi groped step by step, finally reaching the upper floor. The hallway was both narrow and dark, she fumbled to the next wall to find the electric switch, unexpectedly just flicking it, the light bulb flashed for a moment and then burned out.

What a horrible house!

Thuc Nghi couldn't stop herself from screaming in her mind at this gruesome scene, so she had to tiptoe back down to the living room, meek and obediently nestled in a framed manner on the sofa. The boy was still standing in the same place with the bear with a torn throat in his hand, watching her every step without blinking, making her wonder if she should find a way to get out of here immediately? If she really couldn't run, she would be turned into a "contemplative and deep" child just like this weird boy!

At least she couldn't let the boy know she was frightened by his gaze. She pretended not to notice it, plugged her face into the phone to find Mac Tu Lam's number.

It took five rings for Mac Tu Lam to pick up the phone, without waiting for her to speak, he asked first: "What's wrong?"

Thuc Nghi stared back at the boy, whispering in her mouth:

- When are you coming back?

"I'll be back from school at four o'clock in the afternoon, maybe after five o'clock i 'll be at home. Do you need to buy anything else?"

Thuc Nghi replied humbly:

- Is there a network here?

"Yes! But the connection there is a bit weak. If you install a cable to connect it, you'll be lucky, but it's not available right now. I'll send you the network password later."

Living in an isolated area like this, but still afraid of people using the free network? But the problem was that she couldn't even open any network names, not mention enter the password yet. The transmission is really bad!

Mac Tu Lam said again: "Your things have been moved into Tinh Han's room, you can go upstairs and rest, the door is on the left after going up the stairs!"

Thuc Nghi's voice suddenly soars:

- Which Tinh Han?

"Tinh Han, sit at the same table with you in class! You two very close together!"

Thuc Nghi was a bit dumbfounded, why did her best friend come to her fiancé's house before she even came? The fiancé still has a baby! Maybe so? Her fiancé's ex-wife is her best friend? Or is she preparing for a divorce but haven't moved out yet? However, what kind of best friend just mentioned her name that made her ears feel so itchy?

Thuc Nghi frowned and glared at the boy, then nodded at Mac Tu Lam:

- Who is the boy at home?

Mac Tu Lam seemed hesitant: "You met the other day, maybe because of an injury, you can't remember it for a while, I'll bring Tinh Han back later and talk."

Thuc Nghi sighed and hung up the phone without even saying goodbye. At the moment, she has a headache so she can't remember anything. Wait for her to remember, then there is no need to ask through others, lest people lie and not be able to distinguish.

Thuc Nghi checked the phone account number, it was still enough to sign up for a premium network package. But she didn't know how to register online.

Thuc Nghi snorted angrily, reluctantly had to call Mac Tu Lam again. How frustrated it is that he only picked up after exactly five rings. Thuc Nghi patiently tried to hold back her anger, and asked his friend in a low voice:

- Do you know how to sign up for a private network package?

"You need to online? Hold on, I'll sign you up."

Right after that, Mac Tu Lam hung up the phone. Thuc Nghi glared at the phone for nearly half a minute, suddenly at that moment there was a notification of successful network registration.

Well, it looks like this Mac Tu Lam is also good.

Thuc Nghi lay down and tinkered with it for a while, and it took an hour to finally find these informations. First, the Mac family specializes in real estate business. What real estate is, she does not understand very well, but in general, rich.

Second, Truong Tinh Han was once appeared in a tabloid, she don't know if it's the Tinh Han that Mac Tu Lam was talking about, but she has the exact same style of dress and hair as Duong Yen Thanh. The article talks about the great young master Van Nhat Duy being thrown a glass of water in the face by a waitress, but did not completely hide the name of the waitress. What an ethical journalist!

Later, she find out that the waitress was actually a descendant of a longtime family that had been anonymous on the Gypsy for a long time, and was also considered a celebrity, so they purposely did not remain anonymous. This surname Truong sounds familiar, but she don't know where she has heard it before. Thuc Nghi found a few other tabloid articles, but Truong Tinh Han seems to be very popular, scrolling through dozens of articles, there are eight or nine articles about her. One day she was stalking in an abandoned house, another day she had a fight with Cao Chinh - the young master of the Cao family right in front of Cao Thuc high school.

Thuc Nghi suddenly felt a stabbing pain in her head. Does this mean Cao Chinh is also in the top of the characters that give her a headache?

There are many more articles to see in the past few months. But Thuc Nghi still had to temporarily turn off the phone screen, prioritizing reclining in the chair to rest for a while.

When she regained consciousness, the boy was gone. Thuc Nghi opened the phone to see. It had only been an hour before she fell asleep, but there was the sound of cooking in the kitchen. She then crept up step by step, full of timidity, looking in. It turned out that Mac Tu Lam came home early, was cooking dinner for the boy, and asked some children's math lessons.

The boy looked much more human, the innocent voice of a child was unmistakable, and was also very attentive to playing the game of arranging dishes on the table.

Thuc Nghi opened her eyes again. Turns out it was just a dream. This time the phone was only three o'clock in the afternoon, the boy was standing outside the door waiting for someone. Thuc Nghi approached and asked:

- Who are you waiting for?

The boy did not turn his head. Just look towards the tall door of the mansion on the other side of the bridge.

Thuc Nghi opened her eyes again. This time, Mac Tu Lam was right next to her, helping her up and asking:

- You have to go to bed to rest, lying here is not good for recovery. Eat some porridge and take medicine.

She don't know if it's a dream this time or not. Thuc Nghi looked at the porridge pots on the table, then looked at the boy who was still standing there, pointed and asked directly:

- Who is that child?

Mac Tu Lam was afraid that Thuc Nghi would be shocked, so he scooped porridge into a bowl and asked:

- Eat first, then talk. Tinh Han is still working, she will come back late.

Thuc Nghi scooped up a spoonful of porridge to cool it down, glanced at the boy and asked:

- Is he retarded?

- What did you say! You're making him sad!

That voice was as clear as the ringing of a bell. Thuc Nghi grimaced, immediately put the bowl of porridge on the table, stood up and mocked loudly:

- Retarded means retarded! Do you want me to blunt out that he is stupid?