Chapter 2 — 3.6 Million Yuan And The End For A Greedy Family

Didn't Co Xuyen always say that he was following his friends to invest, ensuring no profit or loss? Right after that, his voice rang out, carrying a bit of frustration but still trying to reassure.

"Mom, don't worry, I know. I already told Tham Niem, told her to use that money to buy our wedding house, she believes it. People like her, I believe everything I say."

"Wait until the wedding is over, the bank card is with you, shouldn't you be able to spend it however you want? As a woman, why keep so much money?"

My hands and feet are cold. It turns out that the so-called deep love in my eyes... in his eyes is just "she believes it". It turned out that the future plan that I thought we were building together... was just an excuse for him to extort money. Before she could recover from that betrayal, Truong My Lan's voice sounded bitter again.

"And there's more! Absolutely no more names can be added to the house book! Absolutely no more! This house belongs to the Co family! What if in the future... cough cough, in general no more can be added! Otherwise, if we get a divorce, what if we lose half of it? Our family doesn't do that kind of loss of money!"

The two words "divorce" were like a poisoned needle, sticking straight into my heart. Even though they weren't married yet, they were thinking about divorce so that I wouldn't get a share of the property. I stood outside the door, feeling cold from the inside out, like falling into an ice cellar. The soup in the pot was still steaming warm, but my heart... was cold as iron. I didn't cry, nor did I rush in to question. Just quietly, step by step... retreat. From that day on, I bought three recorders, each from a different brand. One is in my bag, one is in the car, and one... every time I see Co Xuyen, I hide it in my pocket. From then on, every time I met him, every call, every time he drew up the so-called "beautiful future" of the two of us... I silently turned on the recording. His sweet lies, his "drawings" about buying a house, investing, about the so-called "our future"... were all recorded by me without missing a single word. At the same time, I also listened to my mother's words. The very next day, I went to the bank. I didn't withdraw money right away, but pretended to lose the card and went through the procedure to block the card. While waiting for a new card to be reissued, I split it up one at a time, went to different bank branches, and withdrew all the money in my account. After that, I contacted a reliable channel and converted all 3.6 million yuan in cash into gold bars of equivalent value, which were difficult to trace. I divided the heavy gold bars into a few ordinary boxes that no one noticed, then drove back to my hometown at night, hiding them deep under the old wooden bed where I had slept since I was a child. Once I finished everything, I went back to the bank to get a new card. A card... only 1 yuan left. I put this card and the old disabled card into my wallet. Waiting for Co Xuyen, waiting for him on the second day after the wedding... couldn't help but come and get it. The flashback ends. I pulled my suitcase and walked out of the "wedding room", which made me so nauseous that I hated it. The door behind him closed, and the inside fell into dead silence. I know, my words threw a bomb in the hearts of Co Xuyen and Truong My Lan. They... are starting to get scared. As soon as I got home and opened the door, my mother was standing there, her eyes red. She hugged me tightly, her hand gently patting my back, without asking a single question, just repeating over and over:

“Daughter, it's okay, you're home, don't be afraid, mom is here.”

That warmth, That familiar scent made the tight nerves inside me... collapse in an instant. Tears suddenly welled up. I don't cry because of that fake love. I cried because my mother loved me, because of my own stupidity, because my sincerity had been trampled on. My father sat next to me, his face pale with anger, his fists clenched and making cracking noises.

"A bunch of scammers! A bunch of bastards! Niem Niem, don't cry, dad is the boss for you! Now go to the police and sue them for fraud!"

I shook my head, wiped my tears, and left my mother's arms.

"Dad, mom, don't rush. Reporting this matter to the police won't solve the problem, because I voluntarily gave the card. But... they don't expect to live in peace either."

I had just sat down and was about to tell my plan when my phone started vibrating frantically. On the screen appeared the chat group of the Co family, named "Loving and caring family". How... ironic. I opened it, and sure enough, the inside was a mess. The first person to speak was Truong My Lan. She sent a long voice clip, and as soon as she opened it, it was a familiar crying voice, so plaintive that it made people think it was real.

"Everyone, you have to be the boss of my house! I was kind enough to marry my son a wife, and even used my life savings to buy a house for the two of us! Who would have thought that this Tham Niem girl, just one day after returning, had already stolen 3.6 million yuan of money to buy our house! What kind of karma did we in the Co family create to encounter him!"

Her voice was full of resentment and indignation. Anyone who didn't know what was going on would really think I was the kind of evil daughter-in-law who grabbed the money and ran away. Immediately afterwards, Co Xuyen's aunts and uncles all jumped in.

"@Tham Niem, you can't do that! Your mother-in-law treats you so well! That's money to buy a house, give it back quickly!"

"That's right! I've never seen a daughter-in-law steal money from her husband's family just after getting married on the second day! It's not fair! The Co family can't afford to lose this face!"

"Tieu Xuyen treats you so well, holds you like an egg, holds you like a flower, how could you hurt him like that? There must be moderation in greed!"

Each sentence, each word, was like a knife flying. No one asked the end of the story, just based on Truong My Lan's one-sided words... they accused me. What about my “good” husband? He plays an extremely well-rounded role. He sent a text message, every sentence and every word was "helpless" and "tolerant".

"@Tham Niem Niem Niem, I know you might be confused at the moment, go home quickly, if there's something wrong, let's go home and talk properly, don't let the adults worry. Money doesn't matter, I just want you to be safe."

Go home and talk? Or should you kneel down and beg me to hand over the money? Money is not important? So just now on the phone, the voice that wanted to eat me alive... was it acting for whom? I watched the whole family act back and forth in the group chat, and the more I watched, the more I felt my stomach churn. I... didn't answer a word. I just opened the album on my phone and found the pre-cut recording. That's the part I recorded in front of their house, half a month before the wedding.

"Xuyen, first take the money to buy your brother a good car, a Panamera..."

“The remaining money, your debt is out there, quickly fill it for me…”

"Don't worry, Mom, I told Tham Niem and told her to use that money to buy a wedding house. She believed it..."

“The house book is absolutely not added its name! If we divorce, won't it be divided in half?

Truong My Lan and Co Xuyen's voices were clear and shrill, every word filled with calculation and greed. I hit send. The recording was like a heavy bomb, thrown straight at the group "Loving and caring family". Then I typed another cold line:

“Elders, this is the 'money to buy a house to save lives' that everyone talks about. Used to buy a Panamera for my brother-in-law, to cover Co Xuyen's debt, and to prevent my divorce from dividing my assets. I don't dare return to such a 'family'."