The girl with jet-black bangs pinned to the sides of her head revealed a rare elegant figure, pulling the boy behind her back with a serious face, her whole body emitting a protective will:

- You should at least ask when he's not here! That's basic courtesy!

Thuc Nghi crossed her arms and scoffed: 

- Oh, sorry! My head just got smashed, forgetting even the bare minimum of politeness!

- You...

Mac Tu Lam quickly intervened:

- Stop it! No more arguing! You two! Brother, you stay here to take care of Thuc Nghi, when she finishes eating, remember to call me, and you, Tinh Han, come here and talk to me for a while.

Thuc Nghi was still standing there glaring at her friend who had just appeared, probably "best friend" Tinh Han was living in the same house with Mac Tu Huan. When "friend" Tinh Han was gone, she lowered her eyes and glared at the boy:

- What are you looking for! Don't know the bare minimum of politeness? Be careful lest Tinh Han doesn't like you anymore!

The boy looked up at her for a moment, then turned to hug the bear and walked into the kitchen step by step.

Mac Tu Lam saw him come in, so he sat down lower than his brother and whispered:

- Thuc Nghi is temporarily not remembering anything, you have to take good care of her, wait until she remembers, gradually she will agree to help us.

Mac Tu Huan did not answer. Truong Tinh Han was worried:

- I don't know anymore! The last time she met him, he got hurt!

Mac Tu Lam said:

- That's it for now! Don't argue with her, if you let her flutter, she will have to be hospitalized again. Mom won't like it.

Mac Tu Huan slowly nodded his head, wide-eyed innocently and asked Mac Tu Lam:

- Are you here today?

Mac Tu Lam took his brother's small hands, gently coaxing:

- I have to go to the hospital tonight. I'll come back here with you in the morning. If mom comes to check, just call me, you just need to have a faux call, I'll know right away.

"What? Gathering in the kitchen slandering me?" Thuc Nghi just sipped porridge and bored. This porridge is not as delicious as Yen Thanh's porridge, perhaps Mac Tu Lam bought it from somewhere to eat temporarily. Take care the patient with no care.

Come to think of it, if the whole school knew that she liked Mac Tu Lam, there's no way he wouldn't know, at least someone would have whispered this in his ear. But she was forced to marry Mac Tu Huan, he did not mention!

Besides, there is no news of Mac Tu Huan online. There is only information about Mac Trong, but there are not many remarkable things, just know that he is very famous in the real estate industry.

There is very little information on the internet about the Mac family. Thuc Nghi threw the phone aside and scooped up another bowl of porridge. She didn't even know if she could eat anything decent tonight, when she had just had a duel with her "friend" Tinh Han, who was not only beautiful but also had the spirit of forcing the other person. Now she just prays that Mac Tu Lam will come here often, stay alone with these weird yin and yang people, maybe in a few days she will be threatened with sudden death from any moment without anyone knowing.

Mac Tu Lam left very early. While Truong Tinh Han was cooking dinner, Thuc Nghi crept up the stairs again. Whatever it say, Truong Tinh Han can still be here, why should she be afraid?

Truong Tinh Han's room is an even more secretive space than the hallway. Mainly because the window is very small, it is in a hidden corner, even if it is opened, it is impossible to know how much light is coming in.

Thuc Nghi had to exclaim once more. The design of this house is indescribably ugly, as if the main purpose of construction is not for ordinary people to live in. After all, who built the house? She must ask for a teacher to open her eyes for a while!

There is electricity in the room. Luckily the light bulb is still on. Thuc Nghi glanced at her suitcase in the middle of the room, almost casually flipping through the half-read business book on the table, fortunately she regained consciousness in time to pull her hand back. It's best not to touch Truong Tinh Han's stuff, and don't share anything unnecessary!

At a glance, it is known that Truong Tinh Han is a neat and tidy person, has the will to advance, and is eager to learn. But Thuc Nghi still could not like that friend, so she struggled to drag her suitcase down the stairs. When the family of Mac Tu Huan arrives, she will tell them that Truong Tinh Han kicked her out of the room, she must give that "friend" Tinh Han a hard time, so that she can satisfy her nameless extreme hatred.

Truong Tinh Han seems to have no intention of causing trouble with Thuc Nghi, seeing her bring down the suitcase, she asked very kindly:

- Why did you bring your stuff down? Where are you going?

Thuc Nghi said:

- Where can I go? I will be in this chair! You're up there! Our river water does not violate the well water! Ok?

Truong Tinh Han crossed her arms unsatisfied: 

- Lam said you need to rest properly, the chair is not very comfortable!

- Where am I, ignore me! Health is mine! I'm the one who decides! You'd better take care of your own business.

Truong Tinh Han is also not a medium, fiercely presenting a plan to suppress Thuc Nghi:

- I can't control you, I don't care about you, let's leave this matter to your mother and Mrs. Nha to solve! Anyway, I only have the duty to take care of Mr. Huan!

Thuc Nghi smiled faintly. If Mac Tu Huan already has someone to take care of, why did her mother and the other Mrs. Nha force her to come here to live? Haven't even had a wedding yet, haven't even introduced a relative yet! Or did something happen at home, so her mother had to find an excuse to push her here to take refuge? As for Mrs. Nha, maybe she also knew about it, because she was afraid of asking, so she didn't show her face to avoid?

When Thuc Nghi thought about it, she suddenly felt a little worried. But she had no one's phone number at home to call. The way out was so zigzag that she couldn't remember in the first time travel.

Thuc Nghi thought while rummaging through the computer. This is a brand new unused machine, with no password set and no user documents. Thuc Nghi plugged in the charger and left the phone there, turned to rummage through the books in the suitcase. The graduation exam is about to come, but the notebook still has only a few words. As for clamping the test with the same number of scores, there is not much difference.

At this time, Thuc Nghi asked herself, did she study so poorly? Her mother was afraid that she would fail the graduation exam, dishonor her family, so she used the excuse to send her away, spread the news because she was busy with personal matters, so she was no longer in the mood to pay attention to the exam?

This case makes a lot of sense. Thuc Nghi nodded to herself. Then rummaged through the pencil case and placed it on the table. In the suitcase there are a few simple clothes. Besides that, nothing. Thuc Nghi sighed, she didn't even have a wallet, now she is poorer than her friend Tinh Han, who had to take a day off from work to return early to welcome her, but she didn't know if it was to entertain her or to protect the boy from the trespass of a stranger just breaking into his house.

But why did Mac Tu Lam call him brother? Is this boy not the son of Mac Tu Huan, but a distant relative who came to stay?