Chapter 7 — After My Roommate Robbed My Dad

Time passes minute by second. The air in the living room was so heavy that it made people suffocate. Trieu Le Hoa sat on the ground, her eyes lifeless, her mouth constantly muttering:

“In prison… ten years…”

“What should I do now…”

Lam Dao impatiently walked back and forth beside him. Several times I wanted to open my mouth to say something, but as soon as I met lawyer Tan's cold eyes, I was so scared that I swallowed it back.

“Mom, quickly think of a way!”

“I don't want to go to jail!”

Lam Dao lowered his voice, his words filled with panic. Trieu Le Hoa seemed to wake up from a coma. She seemed to have grabbed the last straw to save her life, crawled in front of lawyer Tan, hugged his leg and cried.

"Lawyer Qin! Lawyer Qin!"

"We were wrong! We really knew we were wrong!"

“We are country people, we are not educated, we do not understand the law!”

“Please raise your head and hit lightly, please forgive us this time!”

“We don't dare anymore!”

Tears and snot were streaming down her face, clearly wanting to use pity in exchange for softness. Lawyer Tan frowned, not showing his emotions, but took a step back, avoiding her hand.

“Mrs. Trieu.”

“Now is not the time to cry.”

“Before the law, everyone is equal.”

“Don't understand the law…”

“Not an excuse.”

“You have forty minutes left.”

His voice didn't carry any emotion. Trieu Le Hoa's cries immediately choked up. She knows... Crying is useless. Then she turned her head to look at me. There was both resentment and pleading in his eyes.

"Hua Giai! Giai Giai!"

“I beg you!”

“Vy Vy and I have been good sisters for four years!”

"You once respected the love between sisters, please forgive it this time!"

“If he has to go to jail…”

“This life is over!”

I looked at her coldly.

“If she really sees you as a sister…”

"I didn't feel secure enough to freely spend my father's money and then turned around and bragged in front of me."

“If she sees you as a sister…”

"You wouldn't let me save every penny every month, while I eat Michelin for a thousand yuan a meal."

“Now that we're talking about love…”

“Don't you think it's too late?”

Every word I said was like a knife, completely cutting off her last hope. Trieu Le Hoa's eyes turned from pleading... to despair. She knows. I will not be soft-hearted.

“Ten thousand…”

“Where can we get ten thousand now…”

She muttered like a lost soul. At that moment, Lam Dao's eyes suddenly lit up. He immediately rushed to Trieu Le Hoa's side, lowered his voice and whispered:

“Doesn't your sister still have a bunch of bags and jewelry?”

Trieu Le Hoa paused. Then react immediately. Those things were all bought with real money! As if seeing hope, she quickly crawled up and looked at lawyer Tan.

“We pay!”

“We pay immediately!”

“But we don't have any cash right now…”

“Can… use things to repay debt?”

Lawyer Tan looked at me. I shook my head slightly.

"Impossible."

I finally spoke up. The voice is not loud. But extremely clear.

“I don't need anything.”

“I just need money.”

“Those things…”

“It's proof of her guilt.”

“Also a symbol of her filthy vanity.”

“I call it dirty.”

“You can sell them.”

“Change it into money and transfer it to my account.”

What I said made the mother and child's faces turn a little whiter. For them... Bring it yourself Selling branded goods was once considered a source of pride— It hurts more than being slapped in the face. That's what I want. I want them to crush their own vanity with their own hands.

“Twenty minutes remaining.”

Lawyer Qin's voice rang out again, like the death bell that was forcing them into the abyss every second. Trieu Le Hoa and Lam Dao looked at each other, their eyes filled with struggle and despair. In the end, the survival instinct still prevailed over that foolish pride.

"Sell! We sell!"

Trieu Le Hoa gritted her teeth and said with trembling hands, she took out her phone to call Lam Vy. As soon as the phone was connected, she immediately screamed at the other end:

"Quickly bring all those bags and jewelry over here to me! Hurry!"

After hanging up the phone, mother and child were like ants crawling on a hot pan, unable to sit still and unable to stand. In the living room, only the ticking sound of the clock resounded with pressure. About half an hour later, Lam Vy arrived. Compared to yesterday, she was even more emaciated, her eyes were swollen and red like walnuts from crying so much. In her hands she carried several large shopping bags, filled with all the "spoils" she had collected over the past four years. The items that were once her pride now look like splendid trash. As soon as she entered the door and saw the scene in the living room, Lam Vy's legs immediately became weak. She staggered and almost fell straight to the floor.

“Don't call me mom!”

Trieu Le Hoa rushed forward, grabbed her hair and beat her.

“You comet!”

“You want to kill this whole family, right?!”

Lam Vy held her head and did not dare to fight back, she could only sob. Crying and cursing mixed together, turning the whole living room into a pathetic comedy. I coldly stood and watched, without a wave in my heart. For people like them, love is just something to blame in times of trouble. Lawyer Tan's voice rang out, directly interrupting the commotion.

“Since you've brought the things, hurry up and take care of them.”