Chapter 8 — Dowry Melted

Along with three years' bank statements. "Phuong Due, see for yourself." He mechanically took it, flipped two pages, his face was already pale. "In three years, how much did the two of us save in total?" "It should have been seven hundred and twenty thousand, but in reality the balance was only forty-three thousand." "Six hundred and sixty-seven thousand four hundred and thirty yuan, all transferred to Phuong Vien." "Not counting the five hundred thousand gold for my dowry and the wedding ring." from my mother." "In total, the Phuong family took one hundred and seventy thousand from me." One hundred and seventy thousand. Three years of sweat and tears of an auditor. Phuong Due's hand holding the document trembled. "Hoa Hoa, I didn't take that money—" "I didn't take it." "But I know my mother was taking it." "I gave her the password to the safe." "I watched her transfer each account, without saying a word." "Phuong Due, do you think it's not responsible if you don't say something?" He opened his mouth. No objections. Because he has no position to refute. Tien Que Phuong rushed out from the hall, her eyes red. "Giang Hoa! Are you satisfied?!" "Tieu Vien's wedding was ruined! Are you happy?!" I turned to her. "Mom, you said that if you marry into the Phuong family, you are from the Phuong family." "So I ask you, Trieu Dinh Dinh hasn't married yet, have you planned to take her dowry to make up for the next person?" Tien Que Phuong choked up. "Aunt Luu." "You're right." "The mother took the dowry of the first daughter-in-law to cheat the next daughter-in-law." "This chain, stops with you." I gave the divorce agreement to Phuong Due. "The terms have been reviewed by lawyer Han." "I only take back the part that belongs to me." "The dowry gold converted into money is five hundred and sixteen thousand, calculated at the market price." "For the shared property transferred, I request six parts." "Plus compensation for mental damage." "If you sign, We break up peacefully." "If you don't sign, I will sue." "Bank statements, chat messages, gold cooking slips, testimony from the jewelry store, all will be submitted to the court." Phuong Due held the agreement, her fingers turned white. "When did you prepare these things?" "When you and my mother touched my dowry, I already started." Tien Que Phuong rushed forward to grab the agreement. "You are not allowed to divorce!" "You marry into their family." Phuong is from the Phuong family!” “You dare go, I will let the whole district know what an ungrateful and ungrateful thing you are—” “Mom.” Phuong Kien Quoc's voice rang out from behind. Very quiet. "You shut up." Tien Que Phuong was stunned. Phuong Kien Quoc walked over and looked at that bank statement. Turn each page. His hands turned more and more slowly. On the third page, he closed his eyes. "Hoa Hoa." He called my name, his voice tired as if he had aged ten years. "Sorry." "It's because I'm a father-in-law and don't manage the family well." "Go away." "These money, even if I have to sell all my assets, I will return them to you." Tien Que Phuong shouted. "Lao Phuong! Are you crazy? You help outsiders but not your own family?!" Phuong Kien Quoc suddenly turned his head. "People outside?!" "People gave you your salary, left your dowry right next to you." "Trusted you, respected you." "How did you repay people?!" "Stealing someone else's grandmother's relics, stealing someone else's mother's wedding ring!" "You didn't even spare the things of the dead!" "Tian Que Phuong, you touch your conscience and say, are you still human?!" Tien Que Phuong cringed when scolded. She sobbed without making a sound. But no one came to help her. Phuong Vien returned from outside. Can't catch up with Trieu Dinh Dinh.