Chapter 16 — Eight Years Change One Time Letting Go

"Han Mo Tuyet, you want a homestay, right? Okay, I'll do it for you."

He turned to look at Giang Du Bach, his eyes filled with a sickly madness.

"Aren't you a designer? What materials and how much labor is needed for this homestay, I'll cover everything."

Giang Du Bach raised his eyebrows and smirked.

“Wow, Captain Tham is planning to show off in my place?”

“Shut your mouth!” Tham Bach Chu shouted loudly.

He turned around and looked at Han Mo Tuyet, the corner of his lips drawing a strange smile.

"Your homestay has 10 rooms, right? I'll cover it all. Covered for one year."

“Tham Bach Chu, are you crazy?” She struggled hard to pull her hand away.

“Yes, I have a disease. The disease is about to die.” He boldly took a step forward.

"So I have to die here. Die in your homestay. Let's see how you do business."

He pointed at the crowd gathered around watching.

"Listen carefully, if this homestay opens, I will sit in front of the door every day and cough up blood. Whoever dares to stay, I will die right in front of that person's room!"

As soon as the words ended, all the people around took a few steps back. No one wants to suffer this bad luck. Nam Chi angrily cursed: "Tham Bach Chu, do you have any shame! You are kidnapping morality!"

“What about ethical kidnapping!”

Tham Bach Chu's eyes were red, looking like a wild animal cornered.

"Han Mo Tuyet, don't try to shake me off! You owe me eight years, I want you to use the remaining time to pay me back little by little!"

She stood silently watching him go crazy. No anger, no panic, just deep sadness. He didn't even know what she really wanted. I only know how to use the most extreme and disgusting method to forcefully tie her to my side. Police car sirens blared at the entrance of the alley. The police parted the crowd and entered.

"Who called the police? What happened here?"

Giang Du Bach took a step forward, pointing at the pile of broken glass on the ground and Luu Que Phuong.

"Comrade police, someone intentionally destroyed other people's property. This old woman directed the destruction."

At this time, Luu Que Phuong didn't even bother pretending to faint anymore, he jumped up and pointed at Han Mo Tuyet and cursed: "Comrade police, this woman swindled my son's money first!"

“Go back to the station and talk.” The police responded coldly.

Tham Bach Chu suddenly stood in front of Luu Que Phuong and pulled out his ID card.

"I ordered her to knock on the door. I'm the mastermind, take me away."

The police station's mediation room reeked of cheap cigarettes mixed with disinfectant. Tham Bach Chu sat opposite Han Mo Tuyet, his hands were handcuffed to the iron chair. He not only confessed to breaking the window. Even when the police questioned him, he insisted that it was he who paid to hire those two blonde guys to threaten her. Outside, Liu Que Phuong cried bitterly. Trinh Van Chieu was next to him, adding salt and salt, crying and telling the police about Tham Bach Chu's illness.

"Comrade police, he has terminal stomach cancer, he can't stand the abuse! Please let him go!"

The police officer in charge of mediation also had a headache. Looking at Tham Bach Chu's about to collapse appearance, he had no choice but to turn to advise Han Mo Tuyet.

"Miss Han, this is after all a previous emotional conflict between the two of you. Love His current health condition... if something unfortunate happened in the station, we would be in trouble. Can you see if we can switch to civil compensation and private mediation?"

She looked at Tham Bach Chu. He lowered his head, the corner of his lips even left a faint smile. He knows his tricks so well. He put his life on the line, forced her to compromise, forced her to bow her head.

“No reconciliation.” She definitely refused.

The police officer was stunned.