Chapter 7 — Being Falsely Accused of 680,000 Yuan, I Overthrew My Husband's Family

At seven o'clock in the evening, Truong Kien Quoc appeared on time. In his hand was a yellow paper bag, with a proud and greedy look on his face, as if about to return triumphantly. Truong Hao had finished work early, sitting on the sofa, looking worried. My mother-in-law, Vuong Tu Anh, sat across from me, her eyes full of worry and confusion.

“I brought the things.” Truong Kien Quoc threw the paper bag on the tea table and sat down. “200,000 yuan, are you ready?”

“Money is not yet urgent.” I looked at him. “He read the review first, right in front of everyone.”

He paused, then smirked. Perhaps in his eyes, this was just my last struggle. To quickly get the money, he did not refuse. He pulled out some papers, cleared his throat, and began to read.

“I, Truong Kien Quoc, would like to seriously reflect…”

He read how he had slandered Lam Van, how he had hidden the story of losing 680,000 yuan, how he had lied to his wife and children for so many years... These were all crimes written by his own hand. Truong Hao bowed his head, his shoulders shaking slightly. Mother-in-law's eyes were red and she bit her lips tightly. Truong Kien Quoc's voice was dry and emotionless. After reading it, he quickly seemed to want to run away. After that, he took another piece of paper, signed it, and made a mark.

"Done." He pushed the paper towards me, holding out his hand. “Can I give you the money now?”

The air in the room… froze. I don't look at paper. Also don't take money. Just pick up the phone. A recording rang out.

"...that case normally cannot be approved. It was his father, Truong Kien Quoc, who took the initiative to find me..."

"Not only did he participate, he was also the leader. From fake documents to virtual income, it was all done by him and me..."

The broker's voice, smooth and complacent, rang out clearly. It was like a hammer hitting father and son directly. The smile on Truong Kien Quoc's face stiffened. His face was pale. He jumped up, pointed at me, his lips trembled but he couldn't say a word. Truong Hao was struck by lightning. He looked at his father. From surprise… to anger… and finally despair. The one who pushed him into the abyss... was the father he always feared. I turned off the recording.

“You think you know our weaknesses.” I speak slowly. "Unexpectedly... it was you who buried the explosives and then personally gave me the detonator."

I took another stack of documents and placed them in front of Truong Hao.

"The lawyer has already seen it. In this case, the worst thing is losing your house and paying a fine. Proactively reporting does not amount to criminal prosecution."

I looked at Truong Kien Quoc. Eyes sharp as knives.

“The one who put us in this situation… is you.”

I stood up. Hold the two papers he just signed. Throw it hard on the table in front of Truong Hao. The sound rang out, cutting through the tense atmosphere. I looked at him. Calm and cold.

“Truong Hao.”

“Today, between me and your father… you can only choose one.”

"Choose him - tomorrow we will go to civil service and divorce. You continue to be a filial son, I will go my own way."

“Choose me — sign here. Cut ties.”

I crossed my arms. Looking down at him. There's no more love left. Time... seemed to stand still. Truong Hao knelt on the ground, his whole body seemed to have lost his soul. In front of him— On one side was his bloodline, but also the one who pushed him into the abyss. One side is marriage and the future... but is setting an ultimatum. A cruel question. It's a test... he's forced to pay for it himself word.

"You! Tieu Hao! You can't sign!"

Truong Kien Quoc finally regained his composure, rushed to Truong Hao's side, cried and screamed, and began the act of bondage.

"I'm your father! I raised you all this time, and now you're breaking up with me because of an outsider?"

"If you sign, you're unfilial! The whole village will curse you! You won't have any face left in the future!"

He screamed and glared at me, as if I were the one destroying their family. Truong Hao's body trembled violently. Twenty years of nurturing... and my own future. He raised his head to look at me. Begging eyes. I hope I retract my decision. But I just stood there. There's nothing left to waver. I've given him too many chances. My heart… has been ground into iron for a long time. At that moment— Mother-in-law stood up.