Chapter 22 — After Divorce, I Am a Real Angel

How do you protect me?"

"I'm sorry..." The old man covered his face, his shoulders trembling, "I know I'm sorry to you, but I have no other choice. The leader of that criminal gang was To Quoc Vi's younger brother - To Quoc Hung. He has cruel tricks and dares to do anything. If you rush to accept me, he will definitely kill me. He could only wait, wait for a suitable opportunity to capture them. And now, the opportunity has come.”

“What chance?”

“To Quoc Vi was arrested, To Quoc Hung became restless and began to act more frequently.” Old man Fu wiped his tears, his eyes became sharp, "I have set up the net and will soon take it back. By that time, of all the people involved in the old case, not even one could escape. As for you, To Nghien, my granddaughter, you can return with dignity to the Pho family and inherit everything that belongs to you."

“Everything belongs to you?” I laughed, "Mr. Pho, do you think I still care about the Pho family's assets?"

The old man was stunned.

“In the past 23 years, I lost my parents, lost my identity, lost my family, lost my child.” I looked at him, saying every word, “Do you know what that feeling is? Like being adrift, without roots, without support, not knowing who you are, not knowing where you come from, where you are going. Do you think the Pho family's assets can compensate for those things?

“To Nghien…”

“Do you know what I hate the most?” I interrupted, "I hate the most, it wasn't To Quoc Vi and his wife who stole me, it wasn't Pho Kinh Nghien who lied to me, it was you. I could have told you the truth sooner, I could have made you suffer less, but I didn't. For the sake of the so-called 'big picture', he watched helplessly as he struggled in the mud. You say you love me, you say you want to protect me, but your love and protection is to let me marry someone who replaces my identity, to let me grow up next to the enemy? Mr. Fu, your love is too heavy, I can't bear it."

After saying that, I turned and walked away.

“To Nghien!” Old man Fu called out, his voice hoarse, "Where are you going?"

I don't look back.

“Go do what you have to do.”

Stepping out of the hospital, the night wind was cold. I stood on the side of the road, looking at the busy traffic, suddenly not knowing where to go. Home? I don't have a home. Relatives? Is Mr. Fu considered a relative? A grandfather kept me in the dark for 23 years, treating me like a chess piece that he could do with as he pleased? Friends? For the past three years, I have been almost isolated from the world, and I have no friends. Heaven and earth are vast, yet there is no place to live. The phone rang, it was Tran Tinh.

"Miss To, the matter you asked me to investigate has progressed." His voice was urgent, “To Quoc Hung recently contacted a foreign account and seemed to want to run away. Besides, he seems to be looking for you.”

“Looking for me?”

“Yes. I hacked into his phone and discovered that he had been looking up her whereabouts recently. Miss To, you are very dangerous right now, you'd better find somewhere to hide."

I tightened my grip on the phone. To Quoc Hung, the leader of the kidnapping ring, To Quoc Vi's younger brother. Why is he looking for me? Kill your mouth? Or do you want to use me to threaten Mr. Fu?

“I know, thank you, Tran Tinh.”

“Do you need my help? I can…”

“No need.” I interrupted said, "This is my personal matter, I will handle it myself."

I hung up the phone and hailed a taxi.

“Where to?” The driver asked.

I thought for a moment, then read an address. That is Giang Thanh's old quarter, an alley that is about to be demolished. When I was young, when the To family was not prosperous, I lived here. Later they moved away, but around here there is an old house of To Quoc Vi. It is said that after To Quoc Hung returned home, he always hid there. I have to go find him.