Chapter 13 — 6.6 The Ultimate Bad Thing Of A Marriage

Transition screen. My hands appeared covered in gold dust. The entire auditorium suddenly fell silent. To Niem suddenly spoke up:

"Video can be cut and combined."

Mr. Trieu turned his head to look at her.

"Just now you said it was your sketch."

"Now even Wen Hacian's voice has appeared."

"Do you still want to say collage?"

The assistant next to To Niem's face immediately turned pale. Hold your bag backwards. To Niem turned to look at Tham Nghien.

"Tham Nghien."

"What do you say?"

Tham Nghien's face was extremely ugly. He looked at me. His eyes were full of complexity.

"Why do you have these things and never told me?"

I looked at him. The corners of his lips curled up.

"What's the point of telling you?"

"Let me give it to her?"

Hua Dao immediately continued:

"Even 900,000 yuan can be given away."

"So what are a few sheets of drawings?"

Behind the crowd. Mother Co slowly spoke. The voice is not loud. But enough for everyone to hear clearly.

"So the reputation of the Tham family..."

"It's using your wife's things to pave the way for your ex-lover."

Tham Nghien's face immediately turned pale. Tham Tinh was so impatient that she stomped her feet.

"This matter has nothing to do with you guys."

"It's all because of Lam Van's small matter that made it big."

Co Trac looked at her coldly.

"The video of you stealing the iron box..."

"I saw it too."

Tham Tinh immediately became speechless. On stage. To Niem tightened his grip on the edge of the podium. Fingernails scratched on the wooden surface. Makes a shrill sound. Suddenly. She laughed.

"You think you can prove that the drawing is yours..."

"Can you prove that the broken sword was restored by you?"

"I'm just the owner of a small shop."

"Who will deliver such an important artifact to you?"

I haven't had time to speak yet. The manager held a file and walked up to the stage.

"I deliver."

To Niem suddenly turned around. The manager placed the file under the projector. Then open each page.

"Three years ago."

"Van Dao Quan entrusted Mr. On Hac Nien to restore the ashes."

"During treatment."

"Mr. Wen entrusted all the main restoration work to his true disciple."

He raised his head and looked at everyone.

"That person is..."

On the screen immediately appeared: Handover minutes. Acceptance minutes. Payment slip. Confirmation stamp of Van Dao Quan. Complete, not missing anything. Tham Nghien stared at the acceptance form. It took a while for me to get a few words out with difficulty.

"True disciple..."

Trieu Que Phuong still doesn't understand.

"What is the difference between disciple and non-disciple?"

"Isn't he just a person who fixes dishes and dishes?"

Mr. Trieu immediately laughed coldly.

"If your family feels that Wen Hac Nien's student repairing pottery is losing face..."

"Then prepare to offend half of Van Chau's antiquities community."

In a moment. To Niem's face completely collapsed. She walked off the stage. When passing by me. Suddenly stopped. The voice is pressed very low.

"Do you really have to go to this extent?"

I looked at her. Coldly replied:

"It was you who took my things."

"Then stand under the lights and receive all the glory."

"If you blame yourself, blame yourself."

To Niem gritted his teeth.

"Don't forget."

"Tham Nghien is still on my side."

I looked at the man standing not far away. His face was pale. Eyes full of confusion. Then turned to To Niem.

"If you like."

"You just keep it."

Pre-opening exhibition forced must end halfway. The reporters immediately surrounded To Niem. She continuously repeated three times:

"I have nothing to answer."

In the end, I had to ask my assistant to open a way to escape through the back door. I just walked out of the hall. Heard a call from behind. I stopped walking. Tham Nghien chased after him. One arm against the wall. It was clear that the post-operative wound had been stretched to the point of pain. But he still tried to keep the last bit of arrogance.

"I won today."

"But we don't need to get to this point."

Hua Dao immediately blocked in front of me.

"Don't pretend."

"When you stood by To Niem to force Lam Van to shut up."

"Why don't you say there's no need to make a big deal out of it?"

Tham Nghien didn't even look at her. His eyes were just fixed on me.

"I admit it."

"I didn't know you did so much over the years."

"So..."

"Let's go home and talk."

"900,000 yuan."

"I will slowly return it to you."

"Divorce can also be temporarily postponed."

I laughed. The laughter was very soft. But it made his face increasingly unsightly.

"You think I did all this..."

"Is it waiting for you to turn around?"

Tham Nghien clenched his fist.

"Husband and wife seven years."

"Don't you have any love left?"

I looked straight into his eyes.

"So when you transfer 900,000 yuan to Tham Tinh."

"Do you think about gratitude?"

He replied angrily:

"Not the same."

"Thanh Thanh is my sister."

"I can't let it be looked down upon by the Co family."

I nodded slightly.

"Then you can see me standing at the counter paying hospital bills."

"Holding the card is only 6.6 yuan left."

"Being urged by the person behind to get out of the way."

Tham Nghien immediately fell silent. There are no words left to say. Trieu Que Phuong helped Tham Tinh come forward. As soon as he opened his mouth, he cursed.

"Why bother talking to him?"

"It now has courage."

"Even my husband doesn't accept it."

"Tell him to go away."

"The Tham family has no shortage of daughters-in-law like her."

Hua Dao immediately clapped his hands.

"Remember to keep this attitude until the day in court."

Tham Tinh's eyes turned red. Looking at me pleadingly.

"To Niem lied to me about the drawing."

"But I really spent the 900,000 yuan."

"House renovation cannot stop."

"The Co family doesn't need me anymore."

"Do you have to force me to death?"

I calmly replied:

"Then sell the house."

Tham Tinh immediately screamed.

"That's my wedding house!"

A cold male voice rang out from behind.

"It's not that anymore."

Everyone turned their heads simultaneously. It's Co Trac. He stepped forward. Put a bunch of keys in Tham Tinh's hand.

"I told my mother to inform the construction team."

"The entire construction stopped."

"The Co family will not put another penny into it."

"The fact that you used your siblings' money to fix the house..."

"It has nothing to do with me."

Tham Tinh rushed forward and grabbed his sleeve.

"I do everything because I love you."

"I just want the house to be nicer."

Co Trac withdrew his hand. His eyes were cold and strange.

"What you love..."

"Not me."

"It's the feeling of being married into the Co family."

Mother Co walked over and stood next to me. The tone was still as gentle as before.

"If you need to pursue the case of reclaiming the 900,000 yuan."

"I can introduce you to a very good lawyer."

Tham Nghien's face immediately changed. He looked at me. The first time in seven years of marriage. There was real panic in his eyes.