Chapter 9 — Divorced and received 500 million yuan, I hugged the 4 heirs and disappeared

I didn't pay attention to him, turned backstage, and spoke softly.

“Children, come out here.”

The backstage curtain slowly opened. Four adorable boys wearing identical little English suits, identical faces, walked out holding hands. They are like four little princes coming out of a fairy tale, incredibly sophisticated. The whole hall immediately fell silent. Immediately followed by consecutive sounds of cold air inhalation. Everyone was so shocked by the scene before them that they were speechless. Four… four kids? Pho Than Ngon knelt on the ground, his whole body completely turned to stone. His eyes stared at four faces identical to his childhood, his mind was blank, completely stopped thinking. How is it possible... Why are there four of them? I sat down, gently patted the head of the child in charge, then stood up and took the microphone again. I turned towards the camera, and also towards the completely dumbfounded Pho Than Ngon, clearly declaring each word.

“Let me introduce to everyone, my four sons.”

“Mr. Pho Than Ngon, what you lost is more than just one thing.”

This sentence was like a bolt of lightning, hitting straight on the top of Pho Than Ngon's head. His world in that moment completely collapsed. The shocking appearance of four quadruplets became the last straw that crushed the Pho family.

"The Pho family has passed down a single tradition for nine generations, now the four heirs have all been taken away by their ex-wives, their dreams of wealth are shattered!"

"The biggest joke of the year: Pho Than Ngon spent five hundred million to buy the right to have children, but in the end his ex-wife pulled firewood from the bottom of the pot!"

Such headlines became the biggest topic of discussion among netizens after the meal. After seeing the news that day, the old man of the Pho family had a stroke and was taken to the emergency room. The deputy lady, who had already lost all face because of her son, knelt down and begged her ex-wife, but after being subjected to this additional stimulation, she went directly crazy and was taken to a nursing home. As for Pho Thi Group, because of a shocking scandal about the heir and a series of previous business problems, its shares completely collapsed. I linked up with Luc Thi Group and a few other capital sources that were lurking, easily completely taking over this once arrogant commercial empire. Pho Than Ngon was accidentally kicked out of the game by the board of directors. In just one night, he went from a proud son of heaven to a failure despised by everyone. He lost everything. Status, property, family, and even the children he once despised. He became empty-handed. He came to see me once. It was one afternoon, when I was taking the children to play in the garden. He stood outside the iron gate, his body haggard, his eyes empty. He didn't dare come closer, just stood and watched from afar. He only asked to see his children once. I softened for a moment, but quickly turned cold again. I told the nanny to walk the children past him to the car at the gate to get the toys. As four children passed by him, they glanced at him curiously. Those eyes were looking at a stranger, carrying innocent caution. One of the bravest kids looked up and asked me.

“Mom, why does that uncle keep crying?”

That sentence became the last straw that defeated Pho Than Ngon. After listening, his body trembled violently, then became like a puddle mud, collapsed to the ground, sobbing like a wild animal. He finally understood, he had lost them forever. From then on, Pho Than Ngon became crazy and crazy. Someone saw him wandering the streets all day, constantly muttering my name and "four sons". He built a hell for himself. And will be forever tormented therein. Pho Than Ngon's outcome is no longer important to me. I took my four children and settled in a coastal city with beautiful scenery. We live in a house facing the sea, every day we hear the sound of waves. My career is growing, "For Us" has become the leading brand in the global mother and baby industry. To Duyet became a partner in my company, we are still each other's strongest support. A new person also appeared in my life. His name is Lam Chu, he is a gentle pediatrician. We met when I took the kids for a checkup. He loves me, and also loves my four children. He remembers all my preferences, and will carefully massage my shoulders when I'm tired from work. He patiently told bedtime stories to his four naughty sons, took them to the science museum, and went crab-catching at the beach. The children also like him very much, will call him in a childish voice "Uncle Lam", competing with each other to tell him their little secrets. One time, I accidentally saw a news report about Pho Than Ngon's recent situation on a financial news site. News said he was living in a high-class nursing home, his mental state was unclear, his condition was sometimes good and sometimes bad. I looked at that strange face, without any ripples in my heart. I just calmly turned off the news page. Sunlight shines through the ground-level glass door, warm. I looked at my four children running and chasing each other on the sand, emitting bursts of laughter. They are the whole meaning of my life. All the past has become smoke. My life has just begun. The sea is wide and the sky is high, the future is worth looking forward to.