Chapter 7 — After Being Kicked Out of the Retirement Party, I Went to Germany for 50 Days

“Her last days.”

“It's me feeding the rice spoon by spoon.”

“It was me who helped her turn and wipe her body over and over again.”

“It was me who stayed by her side until the very end.”

“What about everyone?”

“You are biological children.”

“But who can do it like me?”

Finally, Phuong Vu Hang could not bear it anymore. He shouted:

“My mother pays her salary!”

“8,000 yuan a month!”

“That was the job she was supposed to do!”

Aunt Luu let out a cold laugh full of contempt.

“8,000 yuan?”

“What can 8,000 yuan do now?”

“What I give is sincerity!”

“It's love!”

“Is that something money can buy?”

From start to finish. My eyes still stopped on the shiny jade bracelet on her wrist. I spoke up. Volume is not loud. But it made the whole living room immediately quiet. I looked at the bracelet on her hand. The corners of the lips curled slightly.

“This bracelet…”

“It suits you very well.”

After Aunt Luu proudly left, Phuong Vu Tinh completely collapsed and fell onto the sofa.

"Done!"

“It's all done!”

“9,000,000 yuan just flew away!”

“My yoga studio still owes outsiders 800,000 yuan!”

“It's really dead this time!”

Phuong Vu Hang looked at me with eyes asking for help. There was also some pleasing part in his voice.

“I work at a foreign trade company, and I'm usually exposed to legal issues.”

“I know many people.”

“Can you help us find a good lawyer?”

"See if there's any way to overturn this will?"

I laughed coldly in my heart. Now you remember calling me wife?

“Now you know I'm useful?”

I looked at him, half smiling, half not.

"If your mother is throwing a retirement party, why doesn't she remember that she still has a wife with legal knowledge?"

Phuong Vu Hang's face immediately turned red. Forever speechless. I don't bother looking at him anymore. His eyes slowly scanned this stuffy living room.

“I want to go up and see your mother's relics.”

I suddenly spoke up. Phuong Kien Quoc was stunned for a moment. Then nodded. Tired voice:

“Everything is still in the upstairs bedroom.”

“I... I don't dare touch it.”

I went up to the second floor alone. The mother-in-law's bedroom remains the same as when she was alive. There are still unused cosmetic bottles on the dressing table. Along with some gold jewelry she often wears. In the air there was a faint smell of medicine mixed with the smell of old dust. I pulled out the dressing table drawer. Start searching carefully. Located on top is a diary of her mother-in-law. The first pages have neat, elegant handwriting. That is her familiar font. But turn to the last few pages. The handwriting became extremely scribbled. Shabby and distorted. Just like a child's handwriting. I leaned closer to look. The most recent diary page reads:

“My head hurts, it hurts again.”

“I can't always remember everything.”

"Aunt Luu said that Vu Hang and Vu Tinh both criticized me for being old and found me annoying."

“She is the only one who is truly kind to me.”

The date listed below is three months ago. My heart sank. I continued to flip back a few pages. On a page about half a year ago. I see a completely different text.

“Tri Thu seems to have lost weight again.”

“Am I treating her too harshly…”

Right behind that line. There are clearly traces of several The page has been torn away. My heart started beating faster. I took all the things out of the drawer. Deepest inside. My fingertips touched something hard. I took it out. It is a small folded piece of paper. Above is a series of discrete numbers written with a ballpoint pen. Below are four words:

“Swiss Bank.”

My mind immediately moved at high speed. I quickly took out my phone. Take photos of those strange diary pages. Along with that small piece of paper. When walking downstairs. My face remained calm as if nothing happened. But in my heart. An extremely bold speculation has formed. I didn't stay in the Phuong family's old house for long. After leaving, I immediately returned to my and Phuong Vu Hang's wedding house. As soon as I walked in the door, I pulled out the notebook recording family expenses over the years. I come from the financial industry. Have the habit of keeping books. I turned each page. Check your mother-in-law's final expenses before her death. I discovered the problem. In the last half year of her life, the amount of money her mother-in-law transferred to Aunt Luu through electronic banking far exceeded her monthly salary of 8,000 yuan. Almost every month there are several transfers ranging from 10,000 to 20,000 yuan. The notes include all sorts of reasons:

“Aunt Liu's son's tuition.”

“Aunt Luu needs money urgently to build a house in the countryside.”

“Medicine money for Aunt Liu's mother.”

In just half a year. The total amount exceeded 150,000 yuan. I immediately contacted a colleague in the company's legal department. Ask him to help investigate information about Liu Xiuying. Results are sent quickly.