Chapter 2 — Call Relatives to See Husband's Adultery

Han Minh Kiet frowned, his face was so gloomy that he could squeeze out water, his eyes were filled with anger. The second judge continuously muttered: "Oh my god, what a sin." The third master snorted coldly, his face full of disappointment. "This scoundrel, what a shameless thing!" Truong Que Lan scolded through gritted teeth in a trembling voice, coming closer to me, so angry that her teeth were chattering. "Uyen Uyen, who is that woman in there? What is she doing?" "Lin Vi Vi - the main dancer under your son." I took out my phone and showed them the video and photo. just filmed. My fingers slid across the screen full of intimate images, but my expression remained unmoved. "I just got home and saw them having sex in there." "The silk nightgown she was wearing was a birthday gift he gave me last year, and now she's wearing it on another woman." "It's true... that she has the heart to play around with love." After watching, Han Minh Quyen was so angry that she stomped her feet continuously. If it weren't for Han Minh Kiet to stop her, she would have done it. rushed straight into the room. "How could my brother be like that?" "For him, you gave up such a good job, staying at home to do laundry, cook, and take care of your parents." He actually kept a lover outside, and even dared to blatantly bring him home. It's too much, I've lost all my integrity! Our Han family's face was ruined by him! Han Minh Kiet also chimed in, his voice cold: "This matter you did is really worthless." "If it spreads out, your position as group leader won't be able to keep it." "We in the Han family can't even raise our heads in front of acquaintances." Truong Que Lan took a deep breath, tried to suppress the anger in his heart, his eyes were determined. "No, this matter cannot be ignored like that." "We will wait here, wait for them to come out." "I absolutely have to teach him a good lesson." destroy the family son and that vixen!" "Today I have to give Uyen Uyen a clear explanation." So the whole group of us stood guard in front of the apartment door, some leaned against the wall, others sat on the ground, chatting in low voices. Uncle Vuong - the neighbor next door - went out to take out the trash. Seeing this scene, he curiously asked: "Mrs. Truong, why are you guys gathered in front of the door like this, don't you go in?" Truong Que Lan quickly tried to deflect, trying to act calmly and said: "Ah... we have a family meeting, waiting for Minh Vu to come home for dinner." "He's still working overtime, hasn't come back yet." Uncle Vuong looked at us a few times in disbelief, shook his head and left. Finally overcame the old man. About an hour later, the sounds in the bedroom gradually quieted down. Another ten minutes later, the sound of clothes rustling was heard inside. Then there was the sound of the lock being turned slightly. We immediately held our breath and retreated to both sides to avoid it, leaving only Truong Que Lan standing directly in front of the door, her face as cold as frost. As soon as the door opened, Han Minh Vu was wearing a bathrobe, his hair was still wet, drops of water were dripping from the ends of his hair. As soon as he saw Truong Que Lan standing in front of the door, he was stunned for a moment, then immediately smiled wryly: "Mom? When are you coming? Why don't you call me in advance so I can pick you up?" Before he could finish speaking, his eyes met me - the person standing next to him with Han Minh Quyen, Han Minh Kiet, Nhi Tham and Tam Gia. His face immediately turned pale, the smile stiffened on his face, his panicked eyes had no place to hide. "Uyen Uyen... you... why are you back? Isn't work still two days away?" Han Minh Vu's voice trembled, his eyes glanced frantically into the house, his footsteps unconsciously stood in front of the door, wanting to hide the scene behind. At that moment, Lam Vi Vi also walked out from behind Han Minh Vu, wearing my silk nightgown, her messy hair falling down her shoulders.

Seeing the scene at the door, she was so scared that her face turned pale, she immediately hid behind Han Minh Vu, clutching the hem of his robe with both hands. "Am I coming back without being welcomed?" I stepped forward, my cold eyes swept over Han Minh Vu and Lam Vi Vi, as if I was looking at two dirty things. "Or did I come back at the wrong time, disturbing the good things between the two of you?" At this point, Truong Que Lan finally couldn't bear it anymore. He raised his hand and slapped Han Minh Vu hard on the face. The loud slap echoed throughout the quiet hallway. "You scoundrel!" "How did our Han family give birth to a shameless moron like you!" "Are you worthy of Uyen Uyen?"