CHAPTER 12: The cold boss Hoang also knows jealousy

After the heavy rain, the sky brightened again, the warm sunlight passed through the white curtain fluttering on the white wall. It gently landed on Trinh Anh Tu's sturdy back.

Hoang Minh Quan slowly opened his eyes, not wanting to wake up from this peaceful feeling at all. He no longer had nightmares, no dreams, and slept straight until morning.

His chest was so warm, he closed his eyes and rubbed his head on that chest to enjoy it. It was like sleeping in his mother's arms.

But wait..! Something's not right here!

Opening his eyes, he sat up. What the hell..?! Could it be that he had been hugging it to sleep all night?!

Confused, looking at Trinh Anh Tu sleeping beside him in his sweet dream, Minh Quan blushed and kicked him off the bed: "Wake up! Do you know what time it is?!".

Falling with his legs up in the air, his mouth still drooling in confusion. Opening his eyes, he was dazed for a few seconds, then suddenly opened his eyes wide and stood up like a mobile alarm: "Ah! What time is it?! It's late!".

Flusteredly looking for his phone, he looked at the time on the device and was startled. It was almost seven in the morning: "Ah, my boss, I'm sorry! I'll go prepare breakfast for you right away!".

He hurriedly ran out, Minh Quan watched him run away. His eyes stopped at the scar on his back, suddenly frowning, remembering the boy who took the knife for him years ago.

A sudden headache came, he stood up, took a breath, and sighed. It could just be a coincidence... He couldn't remember what the boy's face looked like that year.

After the night of being kidnapped and almost sold, when he woke up, he found himself in the hospital. That chubby boy was nowhere to be seen. He panicked and went to look for him to repay his debt, but he didn't know where he was.

Because he didn't like being indebted to anyone, he was still looking for that boy. Three years ago, when he arrived at the border with Cambodia, at the end of the map of Vietnam, where he was kidnapped by human traffickers and was about to board a merchant ship to Cambodia.

When he asked about the boy's whereabouts, he only heard the people around him say they didn't know.

Many people said that maybe the boy's family had moved to another place, or maybe the boy wasn't from that place. They said they had never seen such a child before.

At the present moment, he vaguely felt that the brave and courageous boy from that day was Trinh Anh Tu.

After thinking about it, he still couldn't come to any conclusion. He didn't believe that there was such a thing as a fateful benefactor automatically coming to find him and demanding a reward.

He didn't doubt that he had been a little interested in Anh Tu since the first time they met because he felt that he was somehow familiar.

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Truong Phi Yen didn't come down to have breakfast with them, because she was sleeping. Today is Sunday, the servants have a day off. But he is the only one who works all week, and he doesn't get to rest on Sunday.

Anh Tu gloomily complained to himself, scolding Boss Hoang for being unfair.

He has to serve him every day, eat with him, do everything for him wholeheartedly, but still doesn't have a day off. On Sunday, he has to stay home with him.

Ah, he really wants to go out to play, it's been a long time since he took De Lo for a walk.

Looking at De Lo eating in a corner, he sighed. He wasn't angry with him much when he spent money to provide food for De Lo and hired someone to take care of him every day.

Boss Hoang wasn't too bad-tempered, he said he hated animals, but sometimes he accidentally saw him looking at De Lo with affection.

But he was allergic to it, and as soon as he saw it running towards him, he quickly dodged in anger.

What a strange person.

Minh Quan did not go out, after finishing breakfast he went back to the office to continue working. Anh Tu was downstairs stretching a bit.

Sitting down on the sofa, he scrolled through his phone, suddenly stopping at the message between himself and Tran Hoai An. Staring at the contact's profile picture for a while, he clenched his phone tightly, pressing to call him again.

Tuk___ recipient temporarily unavailable__ Tuk

Sure enough, still can't call, tired of thinking about him, he's tired, can't stop worrying.

Not knowing what the result of him asking Minh Quan for help to find him will be. Wanting to quickly receive a reply from this troublemaker.

Phi Yen happened to go downstairs and saw him worrying about something in the living room, so she went over and put her arm around his neck from behind: "Good morning, why do you look so tired this morning? Did you get punished for something else?".

Startled, the sweet scent of perfume and the scent of the beautiful woman clung to his mind, making him blush and confused: "No, no. Everything was fine this morning, just a little personal matter".

"Hmm...?".

Anh Tu quickly moved out of her arms, stood up and said: "Are you going to eat breakfast now? I'll make it for you?".

"Okay, today I'm eating bread with strawberry jam". Saying that, she went into the kitchen to make coffee.

Outside the living room, he scratched his head, dumbfounded by the overly intimate actions between the landlady and her disabled husband's nanny.

He simply thought that Phi Yen treated him like a brother. He didn't think she had any intentions towards him.

Calming down, he followed her into the kitchen to make breakfast.

Truong Phi Yen sat drinking coffee and watched Anh Tu make bread, the corners of her lips suddenly curled up. In her heart, she was thinking, using him to make Hoang Minh Quan pay attention to her.

Remembering the night before, he angrily smashed the vase he loved when he saw her and Tu together, how refreshing it felt.

He said he didn't love me, so why did he have that expression? Humph, cold man. Let me see if he'll say he loves me after seeing me cheating in front of him!

Phi Yen fantasized in all sorts of her own thoughts. She was thinking that Minh Quan had feelings for her, but he was just covering it up.

She loved him, loved him so much, so much that every night she was haunted by dreams of his body covered in blood in her arms.

In her sick thoughts, Truong Phi Yen's eyes were crazy like a lunatic. Biting her lips until they bled, her nails digging into her flesh, not feeling any pain.

"What's wrong with you?".

Anh Tu's rough hand gently touched her cheek, then she came back to her senses, quickly pushing his hand away: "No, it's nothing".

He wiped away the blood on her lips: "You're injured, are you okay?".

With a calm expression, she gently wiped away the blood on her lips: "It must be because your lips are dry that they're torn".

Placing a plate of strawberry jam bread in front of her. Anh Tu sat down opposite her, resting his chin on his hand and staring: "I know you're sad because of your boss, but you have to take good care of yourself. Only then will he pay attention to you, so don't worry about what he did and said to you anymore".

He was very serious: "Because he loves you, that's why he behaves like that".

Receiving attention from another man who was not the husband she secretly loved, Phi Yen felt sad. But also quite comfortable: "Thank you".

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Slamming his glasses on the table, Hoang Minh Quan couldn't concentrate all morning because the scenes from last night kept haunting his head.

Trinh Anh Tu's hug, his hot and seductive breath. His warm arms, his strong chest. Everything was clear in broad daylight, making his ears smoke.

He rubbed his face a few times to calm down the heat that was making his face red, then he closed his laptop and stood up to walk back and forth to forget the unpleasant things last night.

Hiding his true emotions was already familiar, Hoang Minh Quan did not want anyone to discover his strange hobby. But every time he was careless, he almost revealed his secret.

How dangerous! It was all Tu's fault!

Stopping in front of the balcony door, he silently looked at the pots of succulents planted in the corner of the railing. His heart suddenly boiled with frustration, he did not want that to happen again in the present.

The fifteen-year-old boy's face was buried behind the thick black smoke. That warm smile became distorted, the person's disgust towards him was clearly displayed on his vague face.

"You perverted monster, get out of my sight!".

Clenching his fist, Minh Quan's eyes became colder and colder, the gloomy color of a rainy day. The scowl made the succulents seem to be dying in his terrifying murderous aura.

Suddenly, the sound of the phone ringing echoed throughout the quiet room. He coldly picked up the phone.

The person on the other end of the line said with a trembling voice: "Young master, young master, the mistress asked you to come home next weekend."

It was the voice of a young butler, seemingly a new person. Kieu Chi Chau changed the person again.

He did not answer immediately and hung up, the black fog became even more dense. Suddenly, she called him home, Kieu Chi Chau wanted to give him a "surprise".

She was so fed up with her childish games, she did not know what she wanted this time.

The phone rang again, it was Phan Kiet calling: "Boss Hoang, the subordinates below have reported. The person named Tran Hoai An that you are looking for is currently near the border to Cambodia, the place where he is hiding is not easy to find, how should we handle it? Do we need to send someone to capture him?".

Phan Kiet was thinking that this person named Tran Hoai An had committed a crime against him, so he was very confident in punishing him for him. He said firmly: "You do not need to take action, let us handle it."

Receiving the news that Hoai An was found, Minh Quan felt uncomfortable. Even though he knew that he was straight, just Anh Tu's best friend. But he still couldn't accept that Anh Tu had hugged him to sleep.

From the very beginning, when he saw his photo in the profile, he was disgusted. At first, he thought that if he was Anh Tu's friend, his body would be about the same size as him. But who would have thought that he was a boy who looked like a "young bird" in the club.

His skin was white, his lips were rosy. His figure was slim, no one would have thought he was a gigolo for men.

After knowing that he had a girlfriend, a straight guy, his wariness eased.

Phan Kiet asked again: "Boss Hoang, what should we do?".

He replied: "Let's not bring him back yet, arrange for someone to follow and protect him. Have you investigated the owner of the loan shark where he borrowed money?".

Boss Hoang ordered to find someone but did not force the person to pay but instead sent security guards to monitor. What kind of relationship does this kid Hoai An have with him? Phan Kiet asked.

He followed the order: "Yes".

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[Author's note]

Boss Hoang loved the nanny to death but kept pretending :))

But his infatuated wife had the illusion that he was jealous because of her.