Chapter 1 — 120 Thousand Yuan And A Divorce

On the third day after giving birth, my mother transferred 120 thousand yuan to my account. I later found out that it was the money she collected from selling the old house. The door opened, the mother-in-law walked in, her smile was so warm that it sent chills down your spine:

"Your mother's family just transferred money, right? Don't hide it, we're all one family..."

I was right in front of her, calmly dialing a phone call. She immediately panicked:

“I just asked something…”

I looked straight at her, every word clear:

“How did you know this amount of money?”

And that... is just the beginning.

“Yes, I know, mom, don't worry.”

At that time I thought, at most it would only be a few thousand yuan, so my mother secretly gave me some of her own money. Hanging up, I conveniently opened the bank message. By the time I saw clearly that long string of zeros, my arm holding my child was shaking. 120 thousand yuan. Right after that, the second message arrived. It is a name transfer notice from the real estate transaction center. The person who sent the money... was not my mother. That was after she sold the old house she had lived in for thirty years. That's where I grew up, and it's also the only souvenir my father left for my mother. The bridge of my nose immediately stung, my throat felt like it was blocked by a hot rock. I haven't had time to digest this shock yet. The bedroom door was pushed open. Mother-in-law, Luu Que Phuong, walked in carrying a bowl of chicken soup, smiling until her face wrinkled, with fake enthusiasm.

“Nang Nhiem, are you breastfeeding?”

She placed the bowl of soup on the nightstand, but her eyes kept glancing towards my phone.

"Eh, the bank just sent you a text message, right? I think I heard it."

My heart slightly sank a beat, but I still calmly turned off the screen. She smiled even brighter: "Did my mother's family transfer money? Sigh, as a mother, who doesn't love her daughter?" She plopped down on the edge of the bed and warmly patted my hand.

"Daughter-in-law, don't hide this money, we are now a family, Minh Khai is under great pressure, he often takes it out..."

I raised my head to look at her. Sunlight shines through the window, making every dust particle in the air clearly visible. It also clearly shows the greed in the bottom of her eyes, it cannot be hidden at all. She knows it all. Knowing that my mother sold the house, I knew how much this amount was. Otherwise, she would not show such a face. The hot rock in my heart cooled in that moment, turning into a heavy block of iron. I bowed my head and gently kissed the forehead of the warm baby in my arms. Then, slowly pick up the phone. Right in front of Luu Que Phuong, I turned on the screen and dialed a number.

“Hello, is it 110?”

The smile on her face instantly froze.

“What… why do you call that—”

“I want to report the crime.”

My voice was very calm, without any ripples.

"Someone, without my consent, arbitrarily looked up and disclosed my personal bank account information."

The other end of the line was silent for three seconds. Luu Que Phuong was also silent for three seconds, then as if his tail had been stepped on, he jumped up and pointed straight at me.

“Tu Nhiem, are you crazy?! I was just asking—”

“What did you say?”

I tilted my head, looking at her face distorted in horror, each word clear:

“How did you know I received a sum of money?”

Her lips parted, but the words behind were stuck in her throat. His face changed from red to white, then from white to pale green. She couldn't say a word. Because she herself knew, this question… she couldn't answer. At that moment, the door was pushed open again. My husband, Chu Minh Khai, rushed in, looking panicked.

"What's going on? Mom! Tu Nhiem! I was downstairs and it sounded like you two were arguing? Besides, who are you calling?"

He looked at the phone in my hand, then looked at his mother's unsightly face, her eyes filled with confusion. I didn't pay attention to him and continued talking into the phone:

“Yes, comrade police, I can now provide a suspect.”

Chu Minh Khai rushed forward, trying to grab my phone.

"Tu Nhiem! What are you doing? Is there something that cannot be said properly that must be reported to the police?"

I leaned away, my voice cold as ice.

“Chu Minh Khai, you better not touch me.”

He stopped. Perhaps my eyes at this moment were too strange, making him really scared. Luu Que Phuong also regained consciousness, sat down on the ground, beat his thighs and cried loudly.

"Oh my god, I can't live anymore! I worked so hard to take care of him, but he went to the police to arrest me! What kind of karma have I created!"

Chu Minh Khai immediately helped her up and turned to yell at me.

"Tu Nhiem! Apologize to your mother! She only cares about you!"

"Care about?" I laughed coldly, "Concerned about the fact that I suddenly had an extra 1200,000 yuan in my account? Mom, you really have a good ear."

Chu Minh Khai was stunned.

"120 thousand yuan? What 120 thousand yuan?"

Luu Que Phuong's crying also stopped, her eyes began to avoid. At that moment, two policemen in uniform walked in. The room immediately fell silent. The leader looked at us, his voice serious.

“Who reported the crime?”

I raised my hand. He nodded and opened his notebook.

“Full name, ID number.”

I read the information.

“You said someone leaked your bank account information, what specifically?”

I recount briefly.

"Today I received a transfer of 1200,000 yuan. Less than five minutes later, my mother-in-law came in to ask about this money and wanted me to hand it over."

The police's eyes turned to Luu Que Phuong. She immediately stood up, waved her hands, her face filled with panic.

"Comrade police, don't listen to his nonsense! I was just... just joking with my daughter-in-law! Yes, just joking!"

The police voice was still calm, but the pressure was heavy.

"Ms. Luu Que Phuong, please explain, how do you know that Ms. Tu Nhiem's account has this amount of money?"

“I… I guess!” She said quickly.

The policeman repeated, then looked at me.

“Tu Nhiem, what do you think?”

"Dear police officer," I looked straight at Luu Que Phuong, my voice clear, "I suspect someone took advantage of his position, illegally looked up my account information, and then disclosed it to my mother-in-law."

Chu Minh Khai was immediately impatient.

"Tu Nhiem, don't talk nonsense! Who would do that?"

I didn't pay attention to him and continued talking.

"That person's name is Chu Minh Hao, he is my husband's cousin."

Chu Minh Khai's face immediately changed.

“Chu Minh Hao works at the credit department of the City Agricultural Bank, and my salary card is also from that bank.”

The room fell into dead silence. Luu Que Phuong's face turned white, her lips trembled. Chu Minh Khai looked at me, his eyes full of disbelief. The police recorded the name, then closed the book.

“We got it situation. Ms. Luu Que Phuong, Mr. Chu Minh Khai, we will summon Chu Minh Hao to investigate according to regulations. If true, disclosing personal information is a violation of the law. I hope you two cooperate.”

Having finished speaking, they turned and left. As soon as the door closed, Chu Minh Khai immediately exploded.

“Tu Nhiem! Are you crazy? Minh Hao is my biological cousin! Just for a little money, do you want to push him into the police station?”

“Some money?”

I looked at him, suddenly feeling ridiculous to the extreme.

“Chu Minh Khai, that is my mother's house, it is her life!”

“That's also our family's money!”

Liu Que Phuong regained his composure and started causing chaos again.

“You married into the Chu family, your money is this family's money! How about I tell my nephew to look it up a bit? I did it because of this house!”

“Is that so?”

I took the phone, turned on the recording function, and placed the screen face down on the blanket.

“If that's the case, we have nothing more to say.”

I lifted the blanket, hugged my child and prepared to get out of bed.

“Where are you going?” Chu Minh Khai pulled me back.

“Go to my mother's house.” I looked straight at him, "I can't live in this house anymore."

Chu Minh Khai was completely panicked. He knows, I'm not joking.

"No, Nhiem Nhiem, you're still in quarantine, don't get excited."

He held me tightly, turned his head and shouted at his mother.

“Mom! Hurry and apologize to Nhiem Nhiem!”

Luu Que Phuong jumped up.

“Tell me to apologize? There is no door! Chu Minh Khai, are you crazy?

Chu Minh Khai was sweating, just as the phone rang. He looked at the screen, his face even more ugly. It's Chu Minh Hao. He hesitated a bit, then went to the balcony to answer the phone, his voice lowered. A few minutes later, he returned, looking at me with complicated eyes.

“Nhiem Nhiem… Minh Hao said… he will come over here once.”

In my heart, I laughed coldly. This is what I want to ask for.

“Okay.”

I sat back on the bed, adjusting my position to hold my child. Chu Minh Khai looked at my calm appearance, his lips moved slightly, but in the end he still said nothing. Half an hour later, the doorbell rang. Chu Minh Khai went to open the door. The person who entered was not only Chu Minh Hao, but also a man over fifty years old. That is Chu Minh Khai's uncle, also Chu Minh Hao's father. As soon as he entered, his face was dark, his eyes were like sharp knives, scanning straight at me.