Chapter 8 Return to Reality

The next morning our family started to return home. Actually, my family has its own car, so there's no need for Pham Gia to let Ngoc ride with us. However, according to both families, they are in - laws after all, so if I stay at Pham Gia for one day, Ngoc must also stay at Tran Gia for a day for it to be reasonable. Even though I tried my best to convince Ngoc's family, it didn't work.

Sitting in the car, the scenery outside the window looks like it is constantly changing.

Skyscrapers high above the eye level stand straight up like dominoes forming one after another. The smooth green trees and wide foliage create wonderful natural beauty amidst the bustling space of the city.

"Do you like this place?"

While I was engrossed in the journey home, suddenly a familiar sound rang in my ears. This time, even though I didn't look, I still knew who it was.

"Not really, I'm just getting used to this place."

"Hahaha..."

That kid is always like that. But being in this place really makes me feel extremely comfortable. In addition to having a great family background, not having enough money to spend, having servants everywhere, I wouldn't dare to dream of a life regal like this too.

"Are you worried about something?"

Looking in the mirror, I immediately saw my father's sharp eyes looking at me. I smiled then shook my head and replied:

"Yes, it's nothing."

"Yeah, we're almost there."

Running a little further, we stopped in front of the gate of the extremely magnificent mansion, but to make sure we hadn't come to the wrong place, I turned to ask my father:

"Is this your house?"

In response to my question, everyone just looked at me and pointed in the direction of the main gate. Two rows of servants dressed in black suits from head to toe, one male and one female bowed their heads low, politely greeting us:

"Hello boss."

"Yeah, hello everyone, you've worked hard." Then he continued. "So let me introduce it to you."

Doc Phong Villa, built on a quite high hill. From here you can see over the entire city, thinking that this is the reign of the Supreme Beings looking down on the world. Everything is so small, looking at the flow of cars going back and forth, it's like a colony of broken ants.

With its location in the middle of a large garden, this villa has become a landmark symbol of this area because of its beauty and luxury. But only when we come closer can we feel the wonderful beauty of this architecture, all designed with sophistication and skill by the artist.

After a while of introduction, Dad seemed to suddenly realize something, immediately raised his hand to respond and continued speaking into the air:

"How is Tran Gia's intelligence?"

As if hearing the answer, he hummed a few times and then asked me to quickly go inside.

"Sure enough, the Tran family's intelligence works really fast."

Ngoc's teasing words made me wonder, I leaned close to her ear and asked softly:

"Intelligence? What does that mean?"

"In each house, an intelligence team will be assigned throughout the city to report on the situation. Depending on the skills of each intelligence officer, the news will arrive quickly or slowly. If in terms of skills, your family is ranked second, then no one would dare to be first."

As she spoke, she laughed, gave me a painful kick in the hip, then quickly pulled me straight into the house, even though I tried to tell her to slow down.

Is a girl's smile that beautiful? Even jumping up and down. It's incomprehensible, but it's okay for her to be happy, it's better than being sad about things that don't go anywhere.

Inside, my eyes were led by the space here from one surprise to another. Following the stairs leading to the entrance was an extremely large lobby area, high ceilings, and ancient patterned details throughout. everywhere. Just based on that, it is enough to know how valuable the interior is, with a design that has a unique luxurious beauty, converging all modern beauty, mixed with a bit of tradition to create a space. Live in luxury and class.

The interior of the mansion is meticulously cared for in every detail. From the living room to the dining room to the bedroom, all are decorated with beautiful and luxurious wooden details.

But the highlight here is not the value of the mansion or the beauty it brings to the owner, but the most powerful people of the Tran family sitting on the sofa in front, including his mother. I - Tran Nhi, the most powerful woman in the city, is a shareholder of many famous bars, KTVs, and casinos, and once she signs the pen, even the city president cannot stop it.

Next to my mother, my father wore a military uniform with a pair of bronze drum-shaped shoulder straps attached with four golden stars bearing the title of Army General, Tran Khai.

Normally, dad doesn't often participate in many family chores or stay home to eat with everyone, but mainly lets mom take care of everything.

Glancing at the members sitting on the sofa, I immediately bowed to everyone in turn to be polite.

"Hahaha, as expected of being a product of my Tran family, I just woke up and understand the rules of my Tran family as if I've lived for a long time. Worthy of praise, worthy of praise."

Product?

Seeing that he had said something wrong, his father sitting next to him gently reminded Elder Long and said:

"Mr. Long is exaggerating again, Elder Tran I only met my son yesterday. I haven't taught him much yet. If there are any mistakes, I hope Elder Long will forgive them."

"Hahaha, we are family, Elder Tran's son is also my son, you don't have to be polite."

"Thank you, Mr. Long."

The person who just talked to his father is Tran The Long, one of the seven elders in Tran Gia. Although Mr. Long's magic power is not comparable to anyone else, his plotting and tricks are extremely sinister. With just one sentence from him, he can bring a large family to their destination. the edge of destruction. That's why, even a powerful man like Tran Khai, my father, had to reluctantly give in to him to some extent.

Tran Gia's power and family background has helped Tran The Long hold countless beauties in his hands along with more than thousands of "Green Floors" and the Red Light District stretching throughout the city center that other big families only know how to close your eyes and let things go.

"You know why our Tran Family has an emergency meeting today, right?"

"Yes, I know."

"About your current problem. Currently, reincarnation technology has developed to an extremely advanced level. We can help you return to your previous life if you want, but..."

He paused for a moment, holding his mother's hand as if trying to control himself so as not to have to express the feelings deep inside his heart, but the tears on his cheeks said it all, so his mother had to speak.

"So do you want to go back to the reality?"

Tran Khai asked slowly, as if he was about to cry but had to hold back. Probably because an experienced general, a person who has experienced countless times the line of life and death right at his neck is not afraid, but now he has to show weakness in front of his son. So what is the majesty of a soldier like him, so he had to sadly swallow his tears.

Seeing my father like that made me feel even more awkward, my body trembled with every beat of emotion, becoming more and more intense.

If a child loses his parents, he is called an orphan, a man who loses his wife is called a mandarin, and a woman who loses her husband is called a widow. But there is no name for fathers and mothers who have lost their children - because there are no words enough to describe that pain.

If I were to see my child again after decades of being in a vegetative state, I wouldn't be able to control my emotions and cry.

"Yes..."

Dad's question made the things I had always hidden in my heart suddenly rise up like a volcano about to erupt.

I really don't know how to answer so that the two of them won't be sad anymore.

"Yes", my grandparents must be very heartbroken because after dozens of years I just woke up, but now I have to lose my most precious child, even a parent like me cannot bear it.

As for "No", I couldn't hold back the tears that were about to fall and fell into the hearts of the two of them.

This feeling... Could it be "family"?

I trembled, trying to say each word but it was extremely difficult.

"Master."

Ho Hac Thien put his hand on my shoulder, as if he understood that my emotions were currently very mixed between choosing to stay or leave. He respects my opinion and also supports every decision I make. Turning to Ngoc, she also nodded in support.

Seeing me pondering for a long time without an answer, Dad had no other choice but finally had to personally break the emotional atmosphere in the room.

"I know you can't decide on your next path right now, but no matter what you decide, we will always support you."

"Yes."

Sitting in the study room, I still remember my father's words. I don't know how long it's been since someone cared about me like that, how long it's been since someone accepted me for who I am and my true personality.

In my previous reality, I seemed to have had an unhappy family, people who treated me like a toy. And now next to him is his father Tran Khai - a general with over ten thousand people under one person, his mother is a "tycoon" in the business world, holding billions of dollars in assets, and an indispensable person in the family. The Tran family is the humble black magician, the head butler, Ho Hac Thien.

Who are they, why do they trust me so much?

When I first entered the house, the atmosphere here gave me a very strange feeling, as if this place was not built for me.

Servants everywhere take care of everything from meals to sleep, don't have to think twice about what to wear the next day, go everywhere in extremely expensive supercars and have private drivers,... Those are the specialties. rights reserved for upper - class families, but for someone like me who is used to poverty and destitution, how can I get to this place where people count on billions of dollars?

"I thought you had something cool for me to play. Who would have thought that I would crawl into this place to read a book, it's so boring."

The familiar sound was still there, low and high, but this time he showed a whining expression like he was teaching someone else.

"This world is not as simple as you think."

"What do you mean?"

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