Chapter 5 — Eating a piece of sea cucumber, I sent my husband's family out the door

“First day.”

“You said the fish I cooked was fishy.”

“Your mother scolded me.”

“And you stood next to me laughing.”

“Second day.”

“You threw my computer on the sofa.”

“I bent down to pick it up.”

“You didn't even look at me once.”

“Tuesday.”

“You snatched my phone.”

“Don't let me call my colleagues.”

“Fourth day.”

“You made me wash your feet.”

“I refuse.”

“You hit the game controller on the ground.”

“Day five.”

“Your mother taught me rules.”

“Saying that women cannot sit at the same table as men.”

“I even nodded to tell her she was right.”

“Friday.”

“Your sister stole more than 30,000 yuan from me.”

“You didn't say a word.”

"Saturday."

“Just for a piece of sea cucumber.”

“You slapped me.”

I laughed. The corners of my eyes sting.

“I used to think…”

“As long as I treat others well enough.”

“Sooner or later you will receive your sincerity.”

“But I was wrong.”

“There are some people, no matter how well you treat them, it's useless.”

“Because in their eyes, you were never a human being.”

“It's just an item.”

“An item that belongs to them.”

“If you want to fight, you can fight.”

Tran Hao's face was as white as paper. Tham Thanh pushed the divorce agreement in front of him.

“Mr. Tran.”

“Sign it.”

He stared at the agreement. Suddenly went crazy. Grab it and tear it in half right on the spot.

“I didn't sign!”

“I am not divorced!”

“Don't you dare!”

He gasped. Eyes red and full of blood.

“I also put money into this house!”

“It's mine!”

“You have no right to chase me away!”

Tham Thanh looked at me. The corners of the lips curled slightly.

“Mr. Tran.”

“What you just tore up was a copy.”

“I still have ten more copies in my hand.”

Having finished speaking, she took out a new copy.

“In addition, according to the provisions of the Civil Code, acts of domestic violence are strictly prohibited.”

“Your conduct constitutes domestic violence.”

“We can absolutely apply for a personal safety order.”

“Forcing you to move out of your current residence.”

Tran Hao seemed to have been drained of all his strength. Sit down on the floor. Vuong Thuy Phan suddenly screamed.

“I'm not going!”

“This is my son's house!”

“Don't you dare chase me away!”

“If you dare to fire me, I will sue you!”

“I will go to court to sue you!”

I turned around. Look at her appearance lying on the floor, throwing tantrums. Suddenly I remember the first time we met. Then she held my hand and smiled gently:

“Nhuoc Van, as soon as I saw you, I liked you.”

Think about it. I couldn't help but sigh.

“Mrs. Wang.”

“If you want to sue, I'm ready to continue.”

“But I remind you first.”

“I have a bad habit.”

I stopped for a moment.

“Who pissed me off?”

“I will make that person regret it.”

To Thien suddenly spoke up.

“Nhuoc Van.”

“Don't do that.”

"Mr. Hao didn't do it on purpose."

“You two calmly talk to each other.”

“Don't get to the point where you have to get a divorce.”

I turned to look at her.

“You are To Thien, right?”

“This matter has nothing to do with you.”

She bit her lip. Eye rims are red.

“I know you don't like me.”

“But I really want the best for Mr. Hao.”

“If he gets divorced, what should I do next?”

Tran Kieu also cried.

“Don't be so cruel.”

“You guys treat me so well.”

“How can you say divorce is divorce?”

I laughed.

"Opposite to Treat me well?”

I pointed to the handprint still clearly printed on my face.

“Is this what you call good treatment?”

Tran Kieu immediately choked. Can't say a word. Tham Thanh looked at his watch.

“General Manager Lam.”

“Not too soon.”

“We should go.”

I nodded.

“Tran Hao.”

“Before twelve noon tomorrow.”

“You, your mother and your sister.”

“We have to move out of here.”

Tran Hao suddenly raised his head.

“I'm not going!”

“On what basis did you chase me away?”

I walked to the window. Pull the curtain firmly open. The three black cars downstairs are still parked there. The car's body reflects the cold streetlights. I turned around. The corners of his lips curled up in a faint smile.

“It's okay if you don't go.”

“It's okay if you don't go.”

“I will call the building management.”

“Change all door locks.”

“As for your belongings, I will have someone pack them and throw them all downstairs.”

Vuong Thuy Phan immediately screamed.

“If you dare to do that, I will go to the neighborhood group to denounce you!”

“I will let everyone know what kind of person you are!”

I looked at her. Tham Thanh tidies up the files. Then looked towards me.

“General Manager Lam, is there anything else?”

I thought for a moment. I looked at Tran Hao.

“Lawyer Tham.”

"Please help me check Tran Hao's current position and salary."

Tran Hao's face immediately changed.

“Why are you looking that up?”

I didn't pay any attention to him. Tham Thanh took out his phone. Make a phone call.

“Hello, Tieu Truong.”

“Help me check on someone.”

“Tran Hao.”

“The ID number is…”

She glanced at Tran Hao.

“Yes, it's him.”

“Check current position and salary.”

“I need results within five minutes.”

The phone hung up. The living room fell into an eerie silence. Tran Hao's forehead began to sweat. To Thien looked at him. There was doubt in his eyes.

“Mr. Hao, what's wrong with you?”

Tran Hao did not respond. Just bow your head. Both hands tightened the pant legs.