Chapter 8 — 19 Lakhs 2, Buying Out a Family

Not expressive. But the eyes… it was like watching a free play. I felt... my face, the Chu family's face... being rubbed mercilessly on the ground. I forcefully pushed Truong Tu Mai's hand away.

“Love you guys?”

My voice wasn't loud, but it made the whole room silent.

“Yesterday you guys acted in the family group, smeared me, humiliated me... have you ever thought about loving me?”

"Using my hard-earned money to buy a car, satisfying your cheap pride... have you ever thought about loving me?"

"Seeing me as a cash machine, squeezing out my value, and putting on me the name of being unfilial... did you think of pitying me at that time?"

My gaze was like a blade, passing through each person. Truong Tu Mai. Truong Quoc Cuong. No one dared to look back.

“Now stand here and talk about love, talk about pity?”

I laughed coldly.

"It's late."

I turned to Manager Vuong, my voice calmed down.

"Mr. Vuong, let's go down and check the car."

"Okay." he replied briefly.

He also didn't want to stay here another second.

“Don't go!”

Truong Quoc Cuong blocked the way again, his bloodshot eyes looking at me.

“I'll tell you today!”

“This house… I decide!”

“If you walk out the door and sell that car… I'll break your legs!”

He raised his hand, intending to strike down. Truong Tu Mai and Ly Mai shouted. Chu Hao also reflexively cried out. I stood still. Just quietly looked at him. Then… I raised my hand. The phone screen was facing straight at him. Above that is the calling interface. Contact name… three prominent words.

“City Disciplinary Inspection Committee.”

I don't say. Just move your lips slightly. Truong Quoc Cuong's raised hand... stopped in mid-air. The ferocity on his face… crumbled instantly. Instead… it was bone-deep fear. Like a deflated balloon. His hand dropped. People also quietly moved aside. I put the phone away. Don't look at him again. Walk straight out. Manager Vuong and his staff immediately followed. At the door, I stopped and turned my head to look into the living room. All still standing like statues. Finally, my eyes stopped at Chu Hao.

“I give you five minutes.”

“Lose some weight yourself, save some dignity.”

“Or let me call someone to tow the car and force the transfer.”

“You choose.”

I walked downstairs. Manager Vuong and two employees followed closely behind. The morning sunlight shines down on you, but doesn't bring any warmth. We stood next to the brand new black car. In the area, some men and women who went to the gym early started pointing and whispering.

"Isn't that the Chu family's new car? Why did you sell it?"

"Who is the girl standing next to her? She looks very strange."

“It seems to be the daughter of that family, the one who works in the big city.”

“Oh, something is about to happen in this house…”

Those words weren't loud, but every word reached my ears. I didn't show anything, as if I hadn't heard. Manager Vuong remained professional, completely unaffected, and his staff began checking the car. Open the hood, check the chassis, and see the interior. Each step is neat and methodical. Five minutes later, the stairway door opened. Chu Hao, Ly Mai, Truong Tu Mai, along with his second uncle and second aunt, all five people went down. They were like a defeated army, their heads bowed and sullen, their faces ashen. Especially Truong Quoc Cuong, no longer aggressive, standing back, avoiding my eyes. Chu Hao slowly walked forward my face, head bowed, voice as small as a mosquito. I didn't reply. At this moment, Manager Vuong stood up straight and brushed his hands off.

“Miss Chu, the car has been inspected.”

“Just like you said, the car is almost new, no problems.”

“The price is still the same as yesterday, 13 thousand 5, do you see that?”

"Okay." I nodded.

“Then let's sign the contract.”

He took out a contract and a pen from his briefcase.

"Mr. Chu, please sign and fingerprint, we will transfer the money immediately."

Chu Hao held the pen, his hands shaking like fallen leaves. The pen... weighs like a thousand pounds. Sign down, the car he dreamed of, only a month old... will no longer belong to him. His pride, his vanity, his boastful words... will be shattered. He hesitated, struggled, not daring to put pen to paper.

"Hao! Don't sign!"

Truong Quoc Cuong finally couldn't stand it anymore and rushed out. Not daring to touch me, he turned to the people around him.

"Everyone, come and see! Judge for me!"

He shouted in the middle of a residential area.

“Has anyone seen a sister this cruel!”

“Forcing my younger brother to sell the car to pay!”

“Even made my mother almost have a heart attack!”

“Why do you have such an ungrateful child!”

He tried to use public opinion to pressure me. A few people who didn't know started whispering.