Chapter 6 — Being Falsely Accused of 680,000 Yuan, I Overthrew My Husband's Family

Truong Kien Quoc was stunned. Truong Hao also froze. Even the crying mother-in-law... forgot to wipe her tears. No one expected me to agree.

“But I have the conditions.”

I looked at each of them one by one. Then he said the sentence that... no one was prepared to hear.

“My condition is that… you, Truong Kien Quoc, must write a review yourself.”

My voice rang out in the thick air, cold and clear.

“Review?” He frowned, clearly not expecting me to make this condition.

"Correct." I nodded. "The content must include three points. First, admit that the fact that you falsely accused me of stealing money was a complete fabrication. Second, admit that you used all 680,000 yuan in the house to gamble online. Third, clearly list how over the years you have deceived your family, taking each amount of money and spending it."

Every word I said... his face turned a little worse.

“Finally…” I looked straight at him, adding a fatal blow, “you must commit not to commit any of the above acts again, and voluntarily break off the father-son relationship with Truong Hao, from now on no more relations.”

“Breaking off relationships?!” Truong Hao burst out.

“Don't even try!” Truong Kien Quoc was angry.

“It's just a bond.” I said calmly. "After signing, I will keep this copy. If you stay safe, it will never appear. But if you continue to play tricks... I will make sure every house in the village will have a copy."

I looked at him, every word was clear:

"200,000 yuan, in exchange for this review and commitment. Do you think... is it profitable?"

Truong Kien Quoc stared at me. In the eyes is calculation. That amount of money was enough for him to pay off his debt and had enough left over to continue having fun. The price to pay... is just a few pieces of paper. To him, face has never been worth more than money. He thought I was giving in. Think I use money to buy peace.

"Okay!" After a long time, he gritted his teeth. "I wrote! But how do I know if you're going to flip out?"

“Money given, paper received.” I replied briefly.

He thought he won, his greedy smile clearly showing. After he left, Truong Hao and his mother-in-law both looked at me in confusion.

“Van Van… are you really going to give 200,000 yuan?” Mother-in-law is worried.

“Don't worry mom, I have plans.” I reassured.

Truong Hao bowed his head, his expression depressed. Maybe he thinks... I continue to sacrifice for this house. But I don't explain. There are broken things... that cannot be mended. During the days waiting for Truong Kien Quoc to write the paper, I was not idle. On the surface, I pretended to spin money, asked for loans everywhere, and appeared worried. But behind— I'm preparing another move. Thanks to my mother-in-law's relationship, I found a real estate broker in town. This person revealed that that year, Truong Kien Quoc led Truong Hao to find a person named Ly to "run" the loan application. I spent 500 yuan to find out the whereabouts of that broker. He is still working. I arranged to meet at a tea shop. The man has shiny hair and speaks smoothly. I quietly turned on the recording. After a few questions, I changed direction, seemingly accidentally mentioning:

"Mr. Ly, I heard that you once helped a person named Truong Hao get a rather difficult loan?"

He was immediately interested.

"Ah, that case, remember. That case normally cannot be approved. But his father - Truong Kien Quoc - actively sought me out, saying he could 'process the file'."

“That means he also participated?” I pretend to be surprised.

"If you participate in anything, you must be called the one in charge!" He laughed. "Fake documents, fake income, it was all done by him and me. That old man wanted his child to buy a house... he was really reckless."

Every sentence, every word... is recorded. I have what I need. Truong Kien Quoc thought he had us covered. But I don't know— It was he who put the knife in my hand. At the same time, I also asked a friend who is a lawyer. The conclusion is clear: In this case, if you proactively declare, supplement the deficit, pay the fine and are accepted by the bank - There is a high possibility that you will not be prosecuted criminally. Worst of all… just losing your home. The truth is not as scary as he threatened. Everything… is ready. A few days later, Truong Kien Quoc called. He said the paper was finished and urged me to give him the money. I arranged for him to come to my house that evening.

“Finish it in front of everyone.”

I looked out the window. It's getting dark. This play... must end.