Son Of A Rich Vietsub [ 99% PROVEN ]

His father, Mr. Tan, was the owner of "Phoenix Textiles," a empire built from a single sewing machine in Saigon’s District 5. By the time Liam was twenty-two, the family owned three factories, a penthouse overlooking the Saigon River, and a collection of supercars that gathered dust in the basement garage.

Liam đỏ mặt. Cậu tưởng bà sẽ khen cha mình. Nhưng không, bà giơ hai tay lên.

"Dad," Liam said. "Show me the factory tomorrow." son of a rich vietsub

Liam flushed. He had expected her to praise his father. Instead, she lifted her hands.

"Do you know who taught your father to sew?" she whispered. "Me. In 1987. We had one needle. One spool of black thread. Your father sewed buttons onto pants for twelve hours a day. His fingers bled. He used that blood to buy you that stupid car." His father, Mr

Cha cậu, ông Tân, là chủ của "Phượng Hoàng Dệt May", một đế chế được xây dựng từ một chiếc máy may duy nhất ở Quận 5, Sài Gòn. Năm Liam hai mươi hai tuổi, gia đình sở hữu ba nhà máy, một căn hộ áp mái nhìn ra sông Sài Gòn, và một bộ sưu tập siêu xe phủ bụi dưới tầng hầm để xe.

But this year, his phone died. Reluctantly, he stepped out into the humidity. He followed his father down an alley so narrow his designer shoulders scraped both walls. Liam đỏ mặt

The Weight of Silk

Liam nhìn, sững sờ. Cậu chưa bao giờ thấy cha mình cúi đầu trước ai.