Chapter 6 — A Diary, A Fallen City

The recording echoed in the quiet room. Every sentence, every word... was like a knife stabbed straight into Chu Minh Khai's heart. His face instantly lost all blood. The despair this time... was even deeper than when he found out he had a debt of 830,000 yuan. Trieu Xuan Mai and Chu Hieu Hieu also stood dumbfounded. They looked at Chu Minh Khai, then looked at me... as if seeing his true self for the first time.

“Minh Khai is really good…”

The female voice continued to echo.

"...two million from your wife, how are you going to get it? She keeps the money so carefully."

“What's the hurry?” Chu Minh Khai smiled complacently, "I have a plan. First, let her take the money to fill Hieu Hieu's hole. When all the money is exposed, I will say the company has a problem and 'borrow' that money."

"Wait until the money is in hand... I will talk straight about divorce. Where else can an orphan like her go if she leaves me?"

"At that time... the money is ours, the people are also ours. Ha ha ha..."

The recording ends. The whole living room... fell into a dead silence. I turned off the recorder, put it back in my pocket, and my expression didn't change from beginning to end.

“Chu Minh Khai.”

I called his name. He trembled, like a puppet that had lost its soul, slowly raising his head to look at me. In his eyes... there was only bottomless fear left. He finally understood... what those words were that I spoke to his ear just now.

“Your outside woman… I know.”

“Now,” I looked at him, my voice coldly calm, “do you still want my two million?”

“No… no…” he shook his head frantically, speaking incoherently, “Hua Tinh… it's not what you think… you heard me explain… she seduced me… I was just confused for a moment…”

He crawled forward and tried to hug my leg, but I kicked him away.

"Explain?" I laughed coldly, "explain your step-by-step calculations and find a way to withdraw all my money, or explain your plan to leave me empty-handed and then you and your lover live happily?"

Trieu Xuan Mai finally recovered. But what shocked her... was not her son's affair, but who the other two million belonged to. She slapped her thigh hard, pointed straight at Chu Minh Khai and cursed:

"You useless thing! I've been saying for a long time that Hua Tinh has a problem! How can an orphan get so much money! You still defend him! Now it's good, the money can't be taken, it's bringing disaster to yourself!"

After scolding her son, she turned to me again, her voice full of aggression.

"And you too, Hua Tinh! Don't think that holding my son's body is terrible! It's normal for men to go out and have fun on the streets! As a wife, you have to be generous!"

“Quickly take out the money and solve Hieu Hieu's matter, I'll pretend nothing ever happened!”

I looked at her, like I was looking at something completely out of this world. This woman's thinking... has gone beyond all normal limits. At this point... what she thinks is still just my money.

“Trieu Xuan Mai,” I said lightly, “it seems like you still don't understand the situation.”

“From now on, the affairs of the Chu family… no longer have anything to do with me.”

“Zhu Xiaoxiao's debt of 830,000 yuan, you guys take care of it yourself.”

"Chu Minh Khai committed adultery during the marriage and even transferred common property. I will let lawyer Phuong prepare the documents and apply directly to the divorce court tomorrow."

“I will ask him to leave empty-handed. At the same time, I will also send this recording to his mistress's company, so that she can bear the consequences herself."

Every sentence I said... was like a sledgehammer hitting straight down. Chu Hieu Hieu sat down on the ground, crying without a sound. She knew... this time, no one really could save her. Trieu Xuan Mai's lips trembled, she wanted to curse but couldn't say a word. Chu Minh Khai suddenly went crazy, rushed in front of me, and knelt down with a "thump" sound. He hugged my leg tightly, crying bitterly.

“Wife! You are wrong! You are really wrong! You are not human! You're blinded by lard!”

“Give me one more chance! He immediately broke up with her! I give you all the money! I beg you... don't divorce! Don't sue me!”

He cried until his eyes and nose were wet with tears and his forehead hit the cold tile floor, making a "snapping" sound. The man who once held his head high in front of me… is now so humble that he is no different from a dog. I don't move. Didn't say anything either.