Chapter 22 — Being Slagged by My Husband for Salty Soup, I Made My Husband's Whole Family Pay

"Are you still planning to blame everything on me?"

She turned sharply towards the camera. The voice was high-pitched, shaking with excitement.

"Before getting married..."

"You told me yourself."

"You said Khuong Hoa's family has money but is naive."

"You said you have to let her sell the house to get the money to pay the deposit first."

"Then step by step forced her to sign a guarantee paper."

"You also said..."

"If she's obedient, keep her as a free osin."

"And if you don't listen..."

"Then let her bear the debt and get out."

Han Tranh's whole body stiffened in the wheelchair. Viewership of the live stream skyrocketed. The police immediately asked reporters to stop filming content related to the investigation process. Lam Van's words have already been said. Han Tranh was so angry that he went crazy. He suddenly pushed himself up from the wheelchair. Raised his hand to steal Lam Van's phone. The right arm is still hanging securely. He just missed the shot with his left hand. The whole person leaned forward strongly. Medical staff hurriedly held back. But he still had bloodshot eyes and screamed.

"You guys forced me!"

"Khuong Hoa refused to give me money..."

"What else should I do?"

"That house cannot be lost!"

"That loan can't be ruined either!"

The whole hallway... Immediately fell into absolute silence. I looked at him.

"Han Tranh."

"Finally..."

"You also told the truth."

A policeman stepped forward.

"Han Tranh."

"The two people are suspected of falsifying documents, intentionally slandering others and colluding to commit loan fraud."

"Please follow us back to continue investigating together."

Han Tranh's face turned pale little by little. But right before being taken away. He suddenly raised his head and stared at me.

"Khuong Hoa."

"Even if I lose..."

"Then you don't want to be left alone."

"Declaration of renunciation of property before marriage..."

"It's been put on file."

I was just about to speak up. Attorney Tham's phone suddenly rang. He answered the phone for less than two seconds. His face immediately darkened.

"Miss Khuong."

"The records center just responded."

"The original paper copy of that statement..."

"Someone else took it away first."

That sentence... Like the final black curtain covering everything. The original paper copy... Has been taken away. That means... Behind the Han family. There are still people trying to hide the most important fake evidence. I didn't panic. Just calmly ask lawyer Tham.

"Who took it?"

He looked at the response record on his phone.

"The system records..."

"The person receiving the documents is according to the authorization letter of Han Tranh himself."

"Receiving time..."

"At nine thirty-one at night."

I turned to look at Han Tranh. He was controlled by me right at home. Then medical staff took him to the hospital. It is impossible to be at the storage center. Even on Han Tranh's face... a look of bewilderment appeared. Until now. Even he doesn't know... Who is silently cleaning up the mess for him. Police immediately contacted the storage center. Ten minutes later. Photos extracted from surveillance cameras are sent. The person who took the file... was not Han Tranh. It's Han Duc Hai. He wears a mask. Bring a photocopy of Han Tranh's citizen identification card. Same authorization letter. Still signed with Han Tranh's name. But the handwriting That... It's so similar that it almost matches the writing practice papers found in his car. After viewing the photos. My father just coldly said one sentence.

"This whole house..."

"Rotten to the core."

Two o'clock in the morning. At the police station. Han Duc Hai finally couldn't stand it anymore. He said he was only following his son's request. Again, he blamed Ma Phuong Cam for forcing him. Recording by Han Hieu Dong. The printer in the car. Profile at financial company. And the camera images are in the storage center. Placed right in front. He was completely silent. The original copy of the declaration of renunciation of pre-marital property... He hid it under the spare tire in the trunk of the car. When the police took it out. The corner of the paper is still dusty. The signature bears my name... But the fingerprint... It's real. Until now. The little game at the wedding that day... Finally got the solution. Ma Phuong Cam also admitted everything. She declared. That was Han Duc Hai's intention. She also said. Right before the wedding. Han Tranh has repeatedly complained that the pressure to buy a house is too great. I don't want to divorce in the future... I have to divide the house with me. She simply thought that. Once the daughter-in-law stepped into the Han family. The money must also belong to the Han family. And you... must also belong to the Han family. After listening to all the testimony. I didn't cry at all. Just... It's funny. In their eyes. A woman seriously enters marriage. It's not about committing your whole life. But it's just... A newly imported item. Every single thing... Must be carefully inventoried by them. Before dawn. The official loan disbursement process was frozen. Applications against the registration of temporary mortgages are received. The fake statement was sealed. Send for assessment. Media accounts deleted all false content. Apologize publicly. At the same time, coordinate to investigate the source of information. In Lam Van's phone. Police also discovered many transfer transactions between her and Han Tranh before they got married. There are a few sums of money... That coincide exactly with the times when Han Tranh said he had to turn around business capital. Only then did I know. The nights he said he had to work overtime... Most of them were by Lam Van's side. Ten o'clock in the morning. I returned to the Han family's house. Not to save the marriage. But to take away... Things that originally belonged to me. Medals. Certificate books. The team's old uniform. My citizen identification card.