After Being Kicked Out of the Retirement Party, I Went to Germany for 50 Days
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Chapter 12

Chapter 12 — After Being Kicked Out of the Retirement Party, I Went to Germany for 50 Days

Updated 10/08/2026 4 min read

Ten o'clock at night. She proactively called me. There was no longer any stubbornness in his voice like before. Only fatigue and fear remained.

“Diep Tri Thu...”

“I agree.”

“I agree to your conditions.”

“6,000,000 yuan.”

“I return it.”

“Please…”

“Please let this end.”

“Don't make it any bigger.”

At the lawyer's office. Aunt Luu signs the property transfer agreement. She agreed to repay the Phuong family 6,000,000 yuan from Tu Phuong Tien's inheritance. The remaining 3,000,000 yuan. Considered compensation for care efforts over the past two years. This was the best result we could achieve within the legal framework. Phuong Kien Quoc held a check for 6,000,000 yuan in his hand. My hands trembled violently. Tears flowed down the wrinkles on his face.

“Phuong Tien…”

“I'm sorry to you...”

“I couldn't keep this house…”

Phuong Vu Hang held my hand tightly. His eyes were filled with gratitude and dependence.

“This time it's really thanks to you.”

“If it weren't for you.”

“Don't say you can get back 6,000,000 yuan.”

“Maybe even the old house was taken over by her.”

I use force. Pulled my hand out of his.

“I don't have to do it for you guys.”

“I do it for your mother.”

“Because in my last moments of sanity.”

“She finally acknowledged me.”

Phuong Vu Tinh also stepped forward. My brother-in-law, who was always stubborn and arrogant, bowed his head in front of me for the first time.

“Sister-in-law…”

“I'm sorry.”

“Before…”

“Before, I was too ignorant.”

Her eye rims were red.

“Actually…”

“About the retirement party that day.”

“I advised my mother before.”

“You said I spent a lot on my family.”

“Such an important occasion should not be missed.”

“But mom…”

“Mom doesn't listen.”

She took out her phone. Open the chat with my mother-in-law for me to see. Indeed, she once said those words. As for the mother-in-law's answer. Still as strong and bitter as ever.

“What do you know!”

“It's just an outsider!”

“Just give him some face!”

“Mom, you still can't cure it?”

Look at that message. All kinds of emotions welled up in my heart. In this house. There was once a very small ray of light. It's just that at that time I was surrounded by so much darkness. So you just can't see it. Right at that moment. The person who had always been silent, Phuong Kien Quoc, suddenly spoke up. He raised his head. A flash of greed flashed in his cloudy eyes.

“Tri Thu ah...”

“The Swiss bank account your mother-in-law left you…”

“Just how much money is inside?”

Returning to the wedding house of me and Phuong Vu Hang. I locked the door. Turn on your computer. With slightly trembling hands, I entered the account number and long, complicated password string on the other piece of paper. Website redirects. An unfamiliar banking interface appears. I clicked on account balance. The moment you clearly see the series of numbers on the screen. My breathing seemed to stop. 1,500,000.00 EUR. One million five hundred thousand euros. According to current exchange rate. Converted to yuan is nearly 12,000,000 yuan. That's more than the entire 9,000,000 yuan assets recorded in the will. I sat dumbfounded looking at that number. Mind is empty. In the attachments section of your account. I see an unread email. From Phuong Tien. Date sent was two months before she passed away. I opened the letter. When you read this letter. Maybe mom is no more. Forgive me for having to use this way to say these words to you. Because facing you. For the rest of my life, my mother cannot lower her self-esteem. Last five years. I know I've been too strict. Too cruel to your child. Mom always thought you married Vu Hang because of the Phuong family's money. The mother thought that she did it for the good of her son. Afraid it will suffer loss. Mom used every means to oppress me. Challenge your child. I want my child to know that it's difficult to leave. Until my mother was hospitalized. The son whose mother is always proud. Every day, I arrived at the hospital for less than ten minutes, then I used the excuse of being busy with work and left. The daughter that her mother cradles in the palm of her hand. Every time I come, I just take a few photos to post on social networks. Then he complained of fatigue and went home. Only children. The daughter-in-law that mother despises the most. Silently stayed by my mother's side for three months. At that time, my mother still scolded me for being fake. Scolded the child into acting for mom to see. But my mother's heart is clearer than anyone else.

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