Chapter 3 — After the Divorce, Please Get Out of My House

Truong Lan immediately interrupted him, pointed straight at me and denounced everyone.

"He criticized my family for being poor! Now that he has his own money and can climb high branches, he wants to kick me and my child away!"

"He bought a new house, but he didn't even let us look at it! Just after getting divorced today, he wanted to kick us out on the street!"

She deliberately ignored the core fact that the house was bought by me. The emphasis is only on “I buy a new house” and “kick them out”. The crowd immediately stirred.

"What? Did Tieu Nguyet buy this house?"

“I told you, where did Hao Tu get that skill?”

"But we can't do that! Even if the house was bought by her, does Hao Tu live with her for so many years still have merit?"

"That's right! It's common property between husband and wife! How can she be evicted if she wants?"

The eldest aunt stepped in front of me, showing a look of wholehearted advice.

"Tieu Nguyet, I know you're good now, making money. But as a person you can't forget your roots. After all, Hao Hao was once your husband, A Lan is also your mother-in-law. If you do this, it won't spread well."

I quietly listened to all those "teaching" words, from beginning to end without saying a word. When they were almost finished talking, the living room finally became a little less noisy. I slowly spoke up.

“Are you done talking yet?”

My voice is not loud. But everyone heard it. All eyes turned to me, as if waiting for me to explain. Or rather… waiting for me to bow my head and admit my mistake.

"The first."

I held up a finger.

"Tran Hao and I officially divorced at nine o'clock this morning. Legally, he is no longer my husband, and Mrs. Truong Lan... is no longer my mother-in-law."

I raised my second finger and gently shook the red book in my hand.

"This house was bought entirely with my own money. The ownership is clear and is my personal property that existed before my marriage."

“It has nothing to do with Tran Hao or the Tran family.”

“Therefore, there is no such thing as marital property.”

My eyes scanned each person in the room.

“It is my legal right to ask them to leave their own home.”

“If you continue to refuse to leave, there will be signs of illegal trespassing.”

"Originally, I was going to call the police. But if Ms. Truong Lan had called everyone here..."

I stopped for a moment and took out my phone.

“That's good.”

"Since we're relatives, everyone wants to judge, right?"

“Then let everyone hear a few things, perhaps the decision will be more clear.”

I opened a recording file. A very quick conversation rang out clearly in the living room. It was Truong Lan's voice, harsh and harsh.

"...Your mother is truly a medicine bottle! One day, I have a headache, the next day my legs hurt. What's that little pension money enough for? In the end, isn't it still necessary for my Hao Hao to spend the money?"

“I tell you, Trieu Nguyet, not even a penny of the money my son earns will be subsidized for your mother's family!”

That's what she shouted at me last month, when my mother was hospitalized, and I wanted to use our shared savings. I pressed stop. The whole living room was silent. All eyes were on Truong Lan. Her face was as red as pig liver.

"You... this is what you cut and paste! You're slandering me!"

She pointed at me, her voice trembling. I didn't pay attention and continued to play the second recording. It's still her voice.

“...What class meeting? Me I see you're hanging out with any man! Dress so flashy for anyone to see?

“I'm telling you, you're a member of the Tran family who spent money to 'buy' it, so you must know how to uphold your duties as a woman! Don't think about running out every day!”

The word “buy” was emphasized especially heavily by her. It was my marriage anniversary. Just because I wanted to go out for a meal with Tran Hao and change into a new dress, she cursed me like that. The relatives' faces immediately became extremely special. Embarrassed. Unbelievable. Tran Hao's eldest aunt opened her mouth to say something, but finally fell silent. I played the third recording. This time, it was Tran Hao's voice. Bring intoxication and impatience.

“...Okay, okay, stop whining!”

"I just took 20,000 yuan from you to play cards and lost everything. Is it necessary to go so far?"

“You make money, don't you just let me spend it?”

“My mother said, once you women get married, you belong to your husband's family, and the money also belongs to your husband's family! Talking all day long is annoying to death!”

The recording ends. The whole living room was eerily silent. Everyone stood frozen in place. Tran Hao's face was no longer simply "white" anymore. It's the color of ashes like a dead person. Truong Lan's whole body trembled. Feeling the strange eyes of her relatives focusing on her, she was both humiliated and angry to the point of madness.

“I'll kill you bitch!”

She screamed, like a mad lioness, rushing straight towards me. The main target is the phone in my hand. Truong Lan's fingers curled like eagle claws, grabbing straight towards the phone. But I predicted it a long time ago. The moment she lunged forward, I didn't retreat but leaned a step to the left. Truong Lan rushed too hard and had no time to stop. Her whole body leaned straight forward by inertia. A pitiful scream rang out. Her knee hit the hard corner of the tea table, her body immediately lost balance, and she fell to the ground in an extremely pathetic manner. The phone in my hand is still intact. I didn't even bother to bend down to look at her. Tran Hao finally recovered from his petrified state, panicking and rushing to help her up.

“My feet! My leg is broken!”

Truong Lan hugged her knees and rolled on the floor, this time her crying was much louder than before. Also much more real. The relatives in the room immediately started to stir.

“Quick! Quickly call an ambulance!”

The eldest aunt shouted frantically.

“Trieu Nguyet! Look what good thing you've done!"

Tran Hao's uncle pointed straight at me, his face full of anger.

"No matter how big the conflict is, you can't raise a hand against your elders!"

He assumed that I pushed Truong Lan down. The others also looked at me with reproachful eyes. The slight fluctuation just now caused by the recording was immediately completely replaced by the anger of "children beating their elders". I don't explain. I went to the door and opened the small box next to the shoe cabinet. Inside is an indoor surveillance camera recorder. I removed a connecting wire and plugged it directly into the living room TV. Then use the remote to open the recording just now. Sharp images immediately appeared on the fifty-inch TV screen. Every detail is so clear that it cannot be denied. Truong Lan How ferocious it rushes forward. I calmly dodged aside. She stabbed herself into the corner of the table and fell down. Everything appears clearly. The living room fell into dead silence again. Only Truong Lan's suppressed moans of pain echoed every now and then. Tran Hao's uncle's face turned red. The hand that was pointing at me just now stiffened in mid-air, I couldn't retract it, and I couldn't continue pointing either. The eldest aunt looked at the TV screen and then looked at Truong Lan on the ground, her lips moved several times but still couldn't say a word.

“Does anyone else have any questions now?”

I took the remote and turned off the TV.

“This is the last time I speak.”

“This is my own home.”

“Please everyone… leave immediately.”