Chapter 10 — Don't tease your wife

But my mother dried her tears and stood up. "I'm going too." I frowned. "What about dad?" Director Duong appointed a colleague to help take care of me. My mother held my hand. "Your father woke up a moment ago." "He said, telling me to stand next to you." My eyes stung. She said again: "This time I won't advise you to hold back." "I want to see them apologize with my own eyes." I nodded. "Yes." Outside the studio was packed with people. The program team clearly knows how to create heat, arranging several cameras at the door. As soon as I got out of the car, the lens immediately pointed straight at my face. "Miss Phuong, have you really practiced Tan Thu?" "What do you think about your husband's injury?" "Will you apologize to your mother-in-law?" I didn't answer. Shao Ninh pushed the lenses out. My mother took my arm, her back straight. When entering the studio, Ha Thua An was already sitting on one side. He was wearing a hospital gown, a sling on his arm, and a gauze pad on his face. Ma Thuc Mai sat next to me, and as soon as I saw my mother, she started to cry. "Dear in-laws, you have to take care of your daughter!" My mother looked at her, her voice was not loud. "My daughter, I know how to take care of myself." "As for your son, it's time for someone to take care of him." Ma Thuc Mai's crying stopped. The host's eyes lit up. The livestream has just started, the number of viewers on the screen is constantly increasing. MC invited Ha Thua An to speak first. He's still playing the same old cards. How much you loved me before getting married. After getting married I don't know what will happen. How sorry his mother is. At the end, he looked straight into the camera, choking up. "I just want to have a normal home." The MC turned to me. "Miss Phuong, do you have any explanation?" I looked straight at the camera. "Let me ask Ha Thua An three questions first." Ha Thua An frowned. MC immediately nodded. I said: "First, on the tenth day after getting married, did you let your mother move into our house, and at the same time implicitly agree to let her ask me to take care of all the housework?" Ha Thua An's face stiffened. "That's because my mother has back pain." I said: "Second, did you ask me to pay eight-tenths of my salary every month, while your salary is not public?" His eyes began to avoid. "It's normal for a husband and wife to keep money together." I continued to ask: "Tuesday, the night the incident happened, did you come home drunk, throw your coat, and tell me that you wanted to set rules for me?" Ha Thua An raised his head. "No!" I nodded. "Okay." Thieu Ninh handed a file to the field staff. The big screen suddenly lit up. The first image that appears is not an indoor scene. It's a surveillance camera in the public area outside the apartment elevator. In the video, Ha Thua An smelled of alcohol, staggered out of the elevator, cursing my name. He raised his hand and made a strong slapping motion toward the door. Comments on the livestream paused for a second. Just then, explosions across the screen. But at this moment, the lights in the studio suddenly went out. 10The moment the studio fell into darkness, screams rang out from all around. The host's voice spoke in the darkness. "Don't panic, backup power will be available immediately." I didn't move. My mother held my hand tightly, her palm was wet with sweat. From Ha Thua An came the sound of pulling a chair. Thieu Ninh said in a low voice: "Don't let him go." The next second, the backup light came on. The light is not too strong, but enough to clearly illuminate each person's face. Ha Thua An was still sitting in his seat, but the phone was tightly held in his hand. Ma Thuc Mai's face was pale and unsightly. The host smiled awkwardly. "Just now the device had some problems, the livestream is still continuing

continued." I looked at the comments that continued to dance on the screen. Someone was asking if it was because of guilt that they turned off the power. Someone accused the program crew of rehearsing the script. Someone also started asking about the camera footage in the public area just now. Ha Thua An suddenly stood up. "I'm not recording anymore." He turned around to leave. I spoke up. "Don't you want to let everyone know the truth?" Footsteps He was stunned. I said: "Why don't you dare watch after just one episode?" Ha Thua An turned back, her eyes were gloomy. "Phuong Anh Tuyet, don't use clippings to slander me." Thieu Ninh coldly replied: "The original documents have been handed over to the police, the images broadcast at the scene are just cuts from public area cameras, the time is complete." Ma Thuc Mai immediately cried. "You guys bully people!" "My son is still injured, a group of you guys are forcing him, are you trying to put him to death?" My mother suddenly let go of my hand and took a step forward. She looked straight at Ma Thuc Mai. "What are you crying?" "When my daughter was stopped by your family at the apartment gate and scolded, you cried even louder than now." "When you went to the office and she put up a banner, I could see you were sorry to see who was forced to die."