Chapter 7 — 600,000 Yuan And A Broken Marriage

"Can Can? Are you still listening?" Du Du's voice pulled me back.

“I heard.” My voice trembled slightly. “Du Du… can you find evidence?”

"I'm continuing to dig! The old files are a bit difficult, but if you have a direction, you can pull them out no matter what! Waiting for my good news!"

Tieu Hieu and I looked at each other. No one said anything. But they all understand— If this is true... then Tran Hao's life... is just a tragicomedy. As for my marriage—it finally revealed its deepest disease. Not money. A family rotten to the core. The performance of the investigation party makes people shudder. In just a few days, under the influence of money and connections, a thick report was placed before me. Inside there is a recording of the former neighbor's testimony, and a few old photos, although blurry, are enough to tell the story. In the photo, Liu Jinhua and her current husband have had intimate behavior since before she was widowed. There is even a blurred copy of the accident compensation record that year, showing that the actual amount of money received was much higher than the number she had publicly stated, but the cash flow after that was unclear. Although there is no absolute DNA proof, all the indirect signs point to a terrifying truth. Tran Hao... is the child of her previous husband. And Tran Due... is the child she gave birth to during an affair with her current husband. She took most of the compensation—at the cost of her ex-husband's life—to support her lover and their child. As for the dead husband's child... he was treated coldly and harshly like a burden. I looked at those documents, my hands and feet were cold. Not out of fear. It's because it's funny for Tran Hao. All his life he yearned to be recognized by his mother, tried to be a filial son, and tried his best to preserve a seemingly peaceful family that had long been rotten. In the end… he was just an outsider being taken advantage of. After long consideration, I still decided to show these to him. he has a right to know what he has been protecting all these years. And I believe, this will be the most fatal blow to Liu Jinhua... and that family. I met Tran Hao at the coffee shop under my apartment. After several days of not seeing him, he was visibly exhausted. Beard and mustache, eyes dark. He pushed a signed divorce agreement towards me, his voice hoarse:

"I signed. The house... I will move out in a few days. As for my mother, the police said if you reconcile, you can..."

“Let's see this first.”

I pushed the document bag towards him, interrupting him. Tran Hao looked at me and opened it. It was confusing at first. Then there was shock. Then came the unbelievable. is a complete collapse. His hands shook violently, papers rustled. His face turned from pale to pale gray, his lips trembled but he couldn't utter a word.

“Impossible… impossible…”

He muttered as if he had lost his mind.

"You tricked me... right, Kieu Can? You wanted revenge so you made up this story to trick me, right?!"

His eyes were bloodshot, he suddenly grabbed my wrist with such force that it hurt.

“I don't need to lie to you.”

I looked at him, coldly calm, even a little pitying.

“It's all verifiable.”

"Think about it again—from childhood to adulthood, how did your mother treat you? What about Tran Due?"

“Compensation amount That year… how many did you see?”

"When she took my money for Tran Due to buy a house... was there a second of hesitation?"

Every question— was like a sledgehammer. Tran Hao let go, fell down on the chair, held his head in both hands, emitting a choking sound like a wounded animal. always crueler than lies. A long time later, he looked up. Face full of tears. His eyes were so empty and scary.

“Why did you tell me…”

His voice broke.

“Because you should know.”

“Everything you risked your life to protect…what exactly is it.”