Chapter 2 — After the Divorce, Please Get Out of My House

The air in the room immediately froze. A proud look flashed across Truong Lan's face, as if she had finally grasped my weakness. She deliberately prolonged her voice.

"So that's it! I told you, Hao Hao's family's conditions are so good, how could he suddenly look at you? It turns out you're stubborn enough to cling to it!"

As if she had just received more blood, she put her hands on her hips and her demeanor became more aggressive.

"Trieu Nguyet, I tell you, as a person, you must know when to drink water and remember its source! If it weren't for our family to pity you and give you a support, now you wouldn't even know where you're wandering in!"

I looked at Tran Hao and just found it funny. Is this his “ultimate weapon”? Pulling out a twisted past to stand on high and judge my morality?

“I beg you?”

I repeated once, my voice calm.

“Isn't that so?”

Tran Hao's eyes dodged for a moment, but quickly tried to force himself to be firm.

"Three years ago something happened to my family and I urgently needed 500,000 yuan to raise capital. Who helped me? It was me!"

"My mother didn't agree at that time. She said my house was like a bottomless pit. It was me who, despite everyone's objections, endured enough pressure to marry you!"

He spoke eloquently, as if he were a knight saving a fallen princess. Truong Lan stood next to him and nodded repeatedly.

"That's right! That's right! My family Hao Hao is so kind that he raised an ungrateful person like you! As soon as he had a little money, he immediately kicked me and my child out!"

I laughed. Not the cold laugh. Which is really funny.

“Tran Hao, your memory is not good, let me help you remember.”

I took out my phone and opened the notes.

"Three years ago, on May 20, my company had a cash flow problem and urgently needed 500,000 yuan to make ends meet. I looked for you, you were my boyfriend at that time."

"I asked if he could help. He said he just started working and had no savings, but he could try asking his mother."

“The next day, he said his mother said he could lend money, but not for free.”

I said one word, Tran Hao's face turned a little whiter. Truong Lan's face is sometimes blue, sometimes white.

"Your mother's condition is that the amount of 500,000 yuan will be counted as a bride price. I must marry you immediately."

"As for that money, after getting married I have to pay both principal and interest. The interest rate is calculated according to the highest bank loan level."

I put my phone away and looked at the mother and child.

“So in the end… who begged whom?”

“You talk nonsense!”

Truong Lan shouted shrilly.

"When did I make you pay?! Am I that stingy? You slandered me!"

I opened the photo album and showed a photo in front of her. That's a photo of a handwritten loan note. That crooked handwriting is Truong Lan's handwriting. On white paper with black ink clearly state:

"Today, Trieu Nguyet borrowed 500,000 yuan from Ms. Truong Lan to use as a bride price. After the marriage, Trieu Nguyet is responsible for fully repaying both principal and interest..."

The signature part is my name and Tran Hao's. Truong Lan's eyes were glued to the photo, her lips trembled, she couldn't say a word.

"I paid it off in the second year after getting married. Both principal and interest totaled 580,000 yuan. This is the transfer history."

I scrolled to the next photo. Tran Hao was completely silent. His head bowed down like a defeated rooster.

“And this house…”

I put my phone away and rolled my eyes Looking around at the house that I designed and renovated myself.

"I used my own money to buy it all. The owner only has my name."

“It has nothing to do with me, my mother, or your so-called Tran family.”

“Is everything clear now?”

I pointed towards the door.

"I've finished packing your luggage. You two can go now."

Truong Lan plopped down on the floor. This time, she really collapsed. She began to scream loudly, crying and banging her hands on the floor.

"God doesn't have eyes! I worked hard to raise my son, get him a wife, and in the end I didn't even have a place to live!"

"What karma did I create to marry this kind of hard-hearted woman! Kick both mother-in-law and husband out of the house!"

The high-pitched cry echoed throughout the empty living room, deafening to the point of pain. Tran Hao stood next to him, his hands and feet frantic, his face full of shame and embarrassment. He wanted to help Truong Lan up but didn't dare. If you want to say something to me, you can't open your mouth. I coldly looked at the drama in front of me. I know very well. With this type of person, talking about morality is useless. I took out my phone, preparing to call the police. At that moment, Truong Lan's crying suddenly stopped. She raised her head. A cunning light suddenly flashed in his red eyes. She took out her phone and pressed her fingers furiously.

"Very good! Trieu Nguyet, you are very good!"

She gritted her teeth.

"Don't you want to chase us away? Fine! Today I'll let all my relatives and friends come and see what kind of person you are!"

"I'll let everyone decide! Let's see if there is any kind of daughter-in-law in this world who kicks both mother-in-law and husband out of the house!"

Phone connected. Immediately, she changed her voice to crying pitifully.

"Hello? Big sister? Come here quickly! I... I'm about to be forced to death by my daughter-in-law!"

"He wants a divorce and wants to kick Hao Hao and me out of the house! Now we don't even have a place to sleep..."

She cried and cried over the phone, not forgetting to look at me with venomous eyes. Call after call was called. In less than half an hour, there was a bustle in front of my house. The doorbell and doorbell rang continuously. Truong Lan seemed to have found a savior, immediately jumped up from the floor and ran to open the door. A group of people rushed into the house.

“What happened, A Lan?”

A slightly fat woman with curly hair walked in the door and immediately pulled Truong Lan's hand. She is Tran Hao's eldest aunt.

"Eldest sister! Finally everyone is here!"

As soon as she saw her relatives, Truong Lan's tears flowed like a dam bursting.

“Everyone has to judge for you!”

"Tieu Nguyet, what's going on? Why did it turn out like this when it was peaceful and healing?"

A middle-aged man who looked quite polite frowned and asked me. He is Tran Hao's uncle. The living room was immediately filled with people, noisy conversations echoed everywhere. Everyone looked at me with confusion and reproach. Tran Hao's eldest aunt evaluated me from top to bottom, her eyes as sharp as knives.

"Trieu Nguyet, I've always treated you like a child in the family. Tell me, how could you do something like this? Even if you can't live with Hao Hao anymore, you can't force someone to this extent, can you? Look at your mother, how she cried!"

“That's right.”

A distant relative immediately joined in according to.

"One day, a husband and wife are hundreds of days of gratitude. Moreover, that person is my mother-in-law, an elder! How can I kick an elder out? It's too incomprehensible!"

Tran Hao's uncle turned to look at him.

“Hao Zi, tell me, what is the end result?”

Tran Hao hesitated for a long time before saying a few words:

“You… we… just had a little misunderstanding…”

“Some misunderstanding!”