Chapter 7 — 4,200,000 Yuan in Exchange for a Divorce

The whole company knows it. My career. The place I worked hard to build for a year in Shanghai. Is it about to be destroyed like that? Just arrived at the office. General Manager Vuong called me into the room. I bowed my head. Like a prisoner awaiting sentencing.

"Ms. Vuong."

"Sorry, I..."

"Sit down."

She pointed to the chair opposite. Then give me a cup of hot water.

"Tran Nhien."

"When you asked for leave yesterday afternoon, I predicted this would continue."

I was stunned. She looked at me. His eyes were calm and composed.

"You are a very excellent employee."

"The past year."

"Everyone can see my achievements."

"I don't want to lose a valuable assistant because of personal matters."

I was speechless.

"I asked the legal department to assist you."

"Even if it's domestic violence."

"Or harass and slander in public."

"Everything can be resolved by law."

"The company will stand by your side."

I raised my head. Eyes began to sting. Ms. Vuong continued to say:

"There are rumors outside."

"No need to worry."

"People who just heard a few sentences were excited."

"It's not worth wasting our effort to explain."

"I just need to do my job well."

"Use your abilities to prove yourself."

"That is the most effective way to refute all doubts."

I held the cup of hot water tightly in my hand. Tears immediately welled up. I never thought. When I was most struggling and helpless. The person who reached out to pull me up... was not my husband. It's my superior. A calm, rational woman. Someone I've only known for a little over a year. That moment. I suddenly understood. Leaving that mud puddle... Was the best decision of my life. Relying on yourself... is also the best choice. Chu Minh wants to use this method to destroy me. But he doesn't know. I am no longer the Tran Nhien of a year ago. No longer are women forced to rely on their family to survive. After being chased away by security, Chu Minh still refused to give up. He started texting me. At first it was cursing. All kinds of vulgar words, so hard to hear that you don't want to look at them. I didn't reply to a single message. Just silently take a screenshot and save it all. Then, seeing I didn't react, he changed tactics. Start playing the love card. He sent me old photos. Recall the time when we first met each other.

"Nien Nhien, do you remember?"

"The first time we went on a date was at that little noodle shop."

"At that time we both had no money."

"I don't even have the heart to order a bowl of beef noodles."

"Just order a bowl of frugal noodles."

"You said you would make a lot of money in the future."

"Let me eat beef noodles every day."

"Did you forget?"

I looked at those words. There was not a trace of emotion in my heart. Just sarcastic. I don't forget. I don't forget how we started a business with nothing. Not forgetting how hard the two of them tried to build that small home. But people forget... Just because of their parents' false reputation. He single-handedly burned down all our efforts. Now he has the face to bring up the past? I immediately put him on the block list. The world is finally quiet again. Colleagues in the company's legal department gave me a lot of professional advice. They instructed me how to collect evidence. How to ask personal safety order. I calmly prepared step by step. I originally thought that. After crashing into a wall in Shanghai. Chu Minh will probably return to his hometown. One week later. I received a call from a friend in my hometown. My old colleague. The relationship is quite close.

"Nhan Nhien..."

"Are you okay?"

Her voice was a bit hesitant.

"Is something wrong?"

"Your ex-husband's house..."

"It's very popular these days."

I raised my eyebrows.

"Your father-in-law's surgery is done."

My heart jumped slightly.

"Where do they get the money?"

"You absolutely cannot guess!"

Lam Lam almost shouted.

"They don't borrow money."

"No bank loans either."

"Your ex-mother-in-law, Truong Thuy Phan..."

"Run to the newspaper office that reported on the donation that year."

I was stunned.

"She came crying to reporters."

"Says that the great philanthropist's family is in trouble."

"Say your father-in-law is seriously ill but has no money for treatment."

"If you say your daughter-in-law leaves you alone and doesn't care."

"The editorial office sees this as hot news."

"The volunteer family that touched the whole city is now in dire straits."

"What could be more attractive than that?"

"They immediately created a new topic."

"Even affiliated with a city charity."

"Organize a public donation for the Chu family."

I was completely dumbfounded.

"Public donation?"

"That's right!"

"Right in the central square."

"They put up banners."

"Put a picture of your father-in-law lying on the hospital bed."

"Next to it, there is also a copy of the donation certificate of 4,200,000 yuan that year."

"A lot of people were moved after reading the news."

"People with money contribute money."

"People who have the power to contribute."

"I heard that in just one day more than 70,000 yuan was raised."

"Not only enough money for surgery."

"There's more than 20,000 yuan left."

I hold the phone. For a long time, I couldn't say anything. There was only one word left in my head. Brazen. Shameless to the extreme. They are used to living by pretense. Engraved acting into the bones. The day before donating. It's in exchange for the title "great good man". Using that same name to exploit society's pity. Solve your own problems. Like parasites. Draining our future. Now it continues to suck the blood of the community. In the story they tell. Turned into an evil woman again.