Chapter 14 — 6.6 The Ultimate Bad Thing Of A Marriage

Mother Co looked at Tham Nghien.

"This is our family's private matter."

Tham Nghien stiffened his voice. Mother Co burst out laughing.

"When the Tham family saw Ms. Lam as an outsider..."

"Why don't you remember it's a family matter?"

Trieu Que Phuong immediately scolded back:

"Your Co family is not good either."

"It's just that people criticize the poor and love the rich."

Co's mother smiled softly.

"I'm not afraid of poverty."

"I'm just afraid of getting dirty."

Trieu Que Phuong's face immediately stiffened. Tham Tinh covered her face. Crying and running away. Tham Nghien decided to chase. I called him back.

"The documents will be submitted to the court this afternoon."

"If you don't sign."

"Then wait for the verdict."

Tham Nghien looked at me. Heavy eyes.

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

I calmly replied:

"I just returned intact what you gave me."

Tham Nghien stood dumbfounded on the spot. It was like being nailed to the ground by that sentence. Right at that moment. The back door opened. To Niem's assistant rushed out. The phone is still in hand. Even the heel of the shoe is tilted to one side.

"It's not okay!"

"Van Dao Quan wants to cancel your status as keynote speaker."

"There is also a request to investigate the origin of the old drawings."

To Niem stood on the steps. Slowly turned his head to look at me. This time there was no trace of self-pity in her eyes. Only resentment remains.

"Then you'll regret it."

I picked up my bag.

"Get in line."

"You want me to regret so much."

"It's your turn to count."

But To Niem regretted it faster than I thought. The next morning. My store was surrounded by people again. This time it wasn't Trieu Que Phuong who posted a scolding note. It's a few people calling themselves collectors. He was still holding ceramics in his hand.

"Where is Lam Van?"

"Tell her to come out here!"

Hua Dao pulled the rolling door halfway up. A long yawn.

"Calling a spirit?"

A fat man walked up. Place the ceramic plate firmly on the counter.

"Miss To said so."

"This disc was tampered with by you before."

"It caused me more than ten thousand yuan in damage."

"Compensate!"

I walked out of the room. As soon as I saw it, I realized it. This plate is an order To Niem introduced last year. At that time, I only assessed. Never received restoration. I coldly replied:

"Whoever fixes it, find that person."

The fat man banged the table.

"Miss To said it was you!"

"Where's the receipt?"

He immediately choked up. A thin woman chimed in:

"Don't you dare deny it."

"Now you step on Miss To to get famous."

"Of course I don't dare to accept the bad work I did before."

Hua Dao rolled up his sleeves.

"Step on who?"

"Lam Van originally stood in her position."

"It was To Niem who missed a step and fell down."

The fat man took out his phone.

"Miss To has already posted."

"Say your master's reputation at the end of his life was nothing."

"I only know how to rely on my students to polish my name."

"This industry is very deep."

"Who knows if your video is real or fake?"

I held out my hand.

"Let me see."

On the screen is a very long article by To Niem. She never admitted to stealing the drawings. Only use words like:

"Old grudges."

"Competition in the profession."

"Colleagues oppress each other."

There was also an insinuation that my master once took on personal matters. Breaking the rules of the world. But the last sentence is unique. She wrote:

"A woman can even leave her husband in critical condition."

"So what right do you have to talk about healing defects?"

Hua Dao read finished. Insert the phone directly and return it.

"This person really doesn't need a face anymore."

The fat man was pleased.

"Now everyone on the internet is scolding you."

"You will pay compensation."

"This matter is over."

"How much do you want?"

His eyes immediately lit up.

"100,000 yuan."

I nodded.

"We called the police."

"Examination of the disc."

"Check for restoration traces."

"Whoever corrects it is responsible."

"If it doesn't concern me."

"So you're the blackmailer."

The fat man's face immediately changed. The thin woman next to her quickly shouted:

"Everyone look!"

"She knows Van Dao Quan so she bullies others!"

There were more and more people watching. Right at that moment. Trieu Que Phuong squeezed out from the crowd. Phone in hand. Filming while talking loudly.

"Everyone look clearly!"

"This is my daughter-in-law."

"My husband is still in the hospital."

"And here comes the awesomeness."

I looked at her.

"You came at the right time."

Trieu Que Phuong was immediately alert.

"What do you want to do?"

I calmly replied:

"The matter of Shen Qing's 900,000 yuan."

"You are someone who knows the inside story."

"The court will summon you."

The phone in Trieu Que Phuong's hand almost fell to the ground.

"What court?"

"Who are you threatening?"

The fat man heard the word "court" and took half a step back. I pulled the rolling door up completely.

"Who wants to claim compensation?"

"Please come in and register."

"Remember to bring receipts and documents."

"Who else wants to cause trouble?"

"The camera is in full view."

The thin woman was about to open her mouth. Right at that moment. A car stopped in front of the door. From the car stepped down an old man wearing a gray Ton Yat Son shirt. It's Mr. Trieu. Behind him is the shop manager and several famous restoration masters of Van Chau. The shopkeeper stepped forward.

"Van Dao Quan officially invites you to hold the position of Restoration Consultant of the Great Exhibition at the end of the month."

"The announcement will be made at ten o'clock."

The whole crowd immediately became silent. The fat man looked at me. Look at To Niem's article again.

"What Miss To said..."

Mr. Trieu directly interrupted.

"Some of To Niem's works are currently being reviewed by Van Dao Quan."

"Who is keeping the artifacts she restored?"

"Can be brought in for assessment."

"Don't use something others have never touched to slander you."

The thin woman's face turned red. Trieu Que Phuong still hasn't given up.

"You've all been fooled by it!"

"Even my husband didn't save her!"

The shopkeeper turned to look at her.

"About Mr. Tham Nghien himself signing the form to postpone surgery."

"The hospital has given written confirmation."

"Mrs. Trieu."

"If you continue to spread false information."

"Van Dao Quan's legal department will handle it immediately."

Trieu Que Phuong took a step back.

"On what basis do you meddle in my family's affairs?"

I walked in front of her.

"Based on the fact that you're standing in front of my store."

"And publicly defame me."

Trieu Que Phuong pointed his finger at me. Fingers trembled for a long time. Finally, he suddenly sat down on the ground. While beating his thighs and crying.

"Heaven has no eyes!"

"Daughters-in-law cling to rich people."

"Go back to bullying your mother-in-law!"

Hua Dao squatted down in front of her. The corners of his lips curled mockingly.

"Aren't you tired of acting for so long?"