Chapter 11 — After Losing 4 Billion Inheritance, I Made The Whole Family Look Up

No one spoke in the living room. Even Trieu Ngoc Lan was speechless. I turned around. Pick up your bag and place it on the sofa armrest.

"Today's gathering."

"I've arrived."

"What needs to be seen has been seen."

"What needs to be said has been said."

I went to the door. Then stop.

"Grandpa wants to leave it to To Kiet."

"I have no opinion."

"From start to finish."

"I've never fought."

"Pre-surgery."

"Party money."

"Money to repair the house."

"Consider me respectful to you."

"No need to return it."

I pulled the door open.

"What happens later..."

"Let's talk later."

Behind me. It was a whole room in silence. Step out of the old villa yard. The night wind blew. Carrying the faint scent of cinnamon flowers at the end of the season. The phone vibrates. It's a message from Phuong Di.

"Nien Van."

"Ha Tu Hien's side has confirmed."

"Monday afternoon at 3 o'clock I will meet at the company."

"In addition, the draft of the third quarter financial report has also been completed."

"Profit increased 41% over the same period last year."

I answered in three words.

"Received."

I took a taxi back to my apartment. Finished showering. Sitting on the living room sofa, stunned for a moment. The phone kept ringing. The chat group "To Family One Heart, One Night" has exploded.

"Kien Hoa, is what your daughter said true?"

"What listed company?"

"Impossible?"

"Nien Van?"

"That girl?"

To Kien Minh:

"Everything is still unclear."

"Everyone, don't rush to conclusions."

Trieu Ngoc Lan sent a very long message. In short, there is only one idea: To Niem Van is bragging. How can a person who opens a small studio have shares in a listed company? Definitely lying. There are still a few people below. But the momentum has weakened a lot. At the end. It's a message from my dad.

"Nien Van's story."

"I didn't know until today."

"Since childhood, she has not liked to talk about these things."

"Wait for clear verification before discussing further."

That was the longest sentence my dad had ever said in this group. I looked at that text for a few seconds. Then exit the group. Lean against the sofa. Close your eyes. Only one thing appeared in my mind. Trieu Ngoc Lan's face. To Kiet's face. The faces of all of them. Not a feeling of gloating. It's tiring. Tired to the core. The phone showed nine more missed calls. To Kien Minh called three times. Trieu Ngoc Lan called twice. To Kiet called four times. I don't answer any calls. Also don't read any messages. 10 am. I go to the studio. Tieu Tong was present early.

"General Manager To."

"Today, three customers proactively called to ask about contract extension."

"Including General Director Truong of Dong Nguyen Real Estate."

"The same person who hesitantly refused last week."

"His secretary said he wanted to meet again to discuss in person."

"Just arrange it."

"Your mother just called."

"Said I wanted to come to the studio to meet you."

"Let my mother come."

2 p.m. My mother arrived. She wore a light cream colored coat. Hair is neatly combed. But under my eyes are two very clear dark circles. I poured her a glass of water. Mom held my hand. Look from top to bottom once. As if wanting to make sure... I'm still the daughter she raised for the past twenty-seven years.

"Nien Van."

"Is everything true?"

"Thuy Khang Technology..."

My mother's hand tightened.

"So Why don't you tell your parents?"

"I didn't want my parents to worry before."

"That's business."

"Talking too much only makes parents feel insecure."

"So how much money do you have now?"

I laughed.

"That's not important."

"The important thing is that you live very well."

"Studio is my favorite job."

"Thuy Khang Technology is another career for me."

"Both sides are developing stably."

"No problem at all."

My mother's lips pursed and then let go. Suddenly the bridge of her nose stung. Tears fell again.

"This girl..."

"Hide everything..."

"I have suffered so much..."

"Mom doesn't know anything..."

"And yet your grandfather still scolds you for not having a future..."

"Stop crying."

I gave her a tissue.

"I have to tell Mom something clearly."

"The Story of Thuy Khang Technology."

"For now, don't tell your relatives."

"I said it yesterday because I couldn't control myself at the moment."

"I don't want to explain any more from now on."

"But my uncle-in-law is definitely going around asking..."

"Let her ask."

"Finding it is her skill."

"If you can't find it, it doesn't matter."

My mother wiped her tears. Hesitated for a moment then said:

"Nien Van."

"Last night my grandfather stayed up all night."

"Your father said."

"He sat alone in the study room until morning."

I didn't reply. It's been a while. I just spoke up:

"That's a story for another day."

"Mom, go home and rest first."

After seeing my mother leave. I returned to my desk. Open the computer. Take a closer look at Thuy Khang Technology's third quarter financial report. Profit increased 41% over the same period. The new business has gone into orbit. The fourth quarter will certainly see another increase. The numbers are very nice. But there was no excitement in my heart. 22.3 billion yuan. Those numbers are like a boundary line.