Chapter 16 — After the Fire Ends, I Return

Grandma Tham asked: "What explanation do you want?"

“Make her apologize publicly, make it clear that she ran away from the wedding on a whim, and has nothing to do with Canh Xuyen and Vi Vi.”

Luc Canh Xuyen frowned: "Mom." Luc's mother glared at him: "Shut your mouth." Lam Vi stepped out, her voice choked up: "Old lady, I don't need Duong Duong to apologize. I just hope he won't investigate the fire anymore. What happened that year is over, digging up things will only hurt everyone." I looked at her: "Who are you afraid of hurting?"

"I'm afraid of hurting Canh Xuyen. He's already very upset."

“Aren't you afraid of hurting me?”

Lam Vi bowed her head: "You now have Mr. Tham to protect you." Luc's mother immediately chimed in: "That's right, you've been married into the Tham family, why are you still clinging to the past? Vi Vi's health is weak and she can't stand your torment." Khuong Van was so angry that she burst out laughing: "It's because Hua Duong was burned that she deserved it. She lied about saving her life because of 'weak health'. Surely the Luc family's dictionary was picked up from the landfill?" Luc's father finally couldn't bear it: "Mrs. Shen, is this the way the Tham family treats guests?" Grandma Tham tapped her cane on the floor: "You guys came to the door to force my granddaughter-in-law to apologize. Is that the way of being a guest of the Luc family?" Luc's mother was speechless. Uncle Hai coughed dryly: "Mom, that's not true. Hua Duong married too suddenly, there's a lot of talk outside. If she carries any crime, the Tham family will also be affected." Tham Duat looked at Uncle Hai: "She didn't bring any lawsuits." Uncle Hai argued: "There isn't one now, doesn't mean there won't be in the future. She wants to investigate the fire, and gets involved with the Luc family and the Lam family, and when that happens, it will be very unsightly." Tham Duat asked and retorted: "Is it her who is unsightly, or is it the one who did the wrong thing?" Uncle Hai was speechless. Lam Vi suddenly knelt down: "Hua Duong, I beg you. Don't investigate anymore, okay? If you feel I stole your things, I will return everything. Van Lan Hall, wedding dress, and Canh Xuyen, I don't need it anymore." Luc Canh Xuyen's expression changed: "Vi Vi, stand up." Lam Vi cried and shook her head: "I won't stand. As long as Duong Duong is willing to let me go, I can kneel for as long as I want." Luc's mother couldn't bear the pain: "Hua Duong, are you satisfied? Are you determined to put Vi Vi to death?" She rushed over and tried to pull me. Tham Duat blocked right in front of him. Luc's mother couldn't gather her momentum and bumped into the edge of the tea table, causing the cup and cup to shatter to the ground. She immediately shouted: "You've beaten someone! Someone from the Tham family has beaten someone!" Khuong Van rolled her eyes: "This cheating skill is more professional than the aunties at the market." The living room is in chaos. Aunt Hai took the opportunity to tease: "Mom, have you seen? As soon as this Miss Hua Duong entered the door, she made the family feel uneasy." Before Grandma Tham could speak, the housekeeper's voice came from outside the door.

"Dear old lady, manager Phuong of Van Lan Hotel came and said he had an urgent matter to see you."

All eyes turned to the door. Manager Phuong walked in holding a sealed bag, his face pale.

"Miss Hua, that old USB can't be viewed anymore. But when we cleaned out the warehouse, we found another backup copy from that year."

Lam Vi is kneeling on the floor, her face is bloodless. Manager Phuong looked at me: "Ten minutes before the fire that year, someone went into the kitchen." Luc Canh Xuyen's voice choked: "Who?" Manager Phuong gave me the sealed bag. Inside is a photo cut from the video. In the picture, Lam Vi is wearing a waiter's uniform, carrying a small bucket in her hand, walking towards the kitchen. * Lam Vi almost jumped up from the ground.

"Fake! This is fake!"

She rushed forward and tried to steal the sealed bag, but Tham Duat pushed her away. Luc Canh Xuyen stood rooted to the spot, his face as gray as ash. He looked at the photo, his voice high-pitched: