Chapter 8 — Don't Touch An An

"What did she say?" "Says you left your husband and children, and don't care about your family." "And said you left the children with your husband because you wanted to get promoted." Tham Thanh Dao was silent for a moment. "She will call again." The director sighed. "Thanh Dao, you sent me a copy of the documents." "The agency is not afraid of family members making a fuss." "But you have to protect yourself." Tham Thanh Dao brought the diagnosis file, police report receipt, confirmation letter. training, all sent through. Just after sending it, Ha Dinh's phone called. Tham Thanh Dao pressed record before answering the phone. Ha Dinh's voice was very hoarse. "What hotel are you staying at?" "If you have something to say." "Mom stayed up all night." Tham Thanh Dao looked at An An who was sleeping soundly on the bed. "An An also stayed up all night." Ha Dinh hesitated. "After all, she's old." "Then go back and rest." "Mom wants to see An An." "No." Ha Dinh lowered her voice. "Tham Thanh Dao, don't push things to the point of being too great." road." "The baby has been found." "Are you determined to tear this house down?" Tham Thanh Dao asked softly. "Has this house ever been complete?" The other end of the line was silent. Tham Thanh Dao continued to speak. "For three years, you haven't given me a penny for living expenses." "You forced me to borrow money for your child's vaccination." "Your mother lost her child, the first thing she did was blame me." "Your younger brother kidnapped me, your first reaction is to ask for forgiveness." "Ha Dinh, the one who tore this house apart was not me." Ha Dinh's breathing was heavy. "I admit I am at fault." "I will fix it later." "You didn't give it to me." My mother's salary is gone." Tham Thanh Dao did not answer. Ha Dinh seemed to have grabbed a lifeline. "Every month I give you 5,000 living expenses." Tham Thanh Dao laughed. "5,000?" "My monthly salary is 18,000." "Money for house loan is 8,200." "Childcare money is 3,000." "Powdered milk, rice, water, electricity and water, management fees, medical examination, is there anything that doesn't use money?" Ha Dinh was talked about by her. level of frustration. "So what do you want?" "Divorce." Ha Dinh immediately raised his voice. "Don't threaten me with divorce!" Tham Thanh Dao hung up the phone. She saved the recording and named it Conversation with Ha Dinh No. 1. At noon, the lawyer arrived at the hotel. Her last name is Phuong, over forty years old, and she speaks decisively. Lawyer Phuong looked at the documents first. After reading, she spread out the documents. "You can file a lawsuit for divorce." "In terms of child custody, your side has a great advantage." "But there is a problem." Tham Thanh Dao looked at her. "The house." Lawyer Phuong nodded. "The red book has your name on it." "But the part of debt repayment after marriage is within the scope of common property." "However, you have kept the entire debt repayment history, which can prove that most of the actual expenses came from "In addition, the fact that Ha Dinh transferred salary to his mother for a long time may be related to the dispersal of the couple's common assets." Tham Thanh Dao squeezed the glass of water. "Can you ask for it back?" "Can request it." Lawyer Phuong turned to the photo of the notebook. "These notes of yours are very important." "Where are the originals?" Tham Thanh Dao said: "In the file at home." Lawyer Phuong immediately frowned. "Quickly take it out." In the afternoon, Tham Thanh Dao took lawyer Phuong home. She did not inform Ha Dinh. When the elevator door opened, two unfamiliar luggage bags were piled up in front of the house. Tham Thanh Dao's heart sank. She entered the password. Door lock shows password error. She entered again. Still reporting error. Lawyer Phuong looked at her. "Who has the right to change the password?" Tham Thanh Dao said: "The person who registered is me." She directly called the building management board. The building manager quickly went upstairs. After checking the system history, his face looked a bit confused. "After eleven o'clock last night, Mr. Ha brought his mother over, saying it was because she asked to change." Tham Thanh Dao said: "I didn't." The building manager immediately did not dare to speak

any more words. Lawyer Phuong showed his identification card. "Please open the door." After the door opened, a messy smell rushed straight into my nose. The tea table in the living room was filled with food containers. Ton My Lan's clothes were scattered on the sofa. An An's toy was kicked into the corner. Tham Thanh Dao walked straight towards the bedroom. The wardrobe had been ransacked. The drawer was wide open. The file folder in the nightstand was gone. She stood rooted to the spot, without any expression on her face. Lawyer Phuong took photos to collect evidence. At this moment, Ton My Lan walked out of the kitchen. She saw Tham Thanh Dao, briefly stunned, then screamed. "Who let you in here?" Tham Thanh Dao looked at her. "This is my house." Ton My Lan smirked. "Do you still know the way home?" "I thought you took your child out to live, never needing this house again." Tham Thanh Dao asked. "Where are my files?" Ton My Lan's eyes flashed. "Files What?" "Green cover book, home loan repayment history, living bills." Ton My Lan turned away. "I don't know." Tham Thanh Dao took out her phone. "So now I'm going to report to the police and say you appropriated private property." Ton My Lan immediately panicked.