Chapter 14 — Eight Years Divided

“Not in particular.” “You can bring a lawyer.” She didn't answer for a long time. Half an hour later, she sent a location. Is a coffee shop. I brought lawyer Han there. Luc Giai Ky was sitting in the corner. She wasn't wearing makeup and her eyes were very swollen. Seeing lawyer Han, she was clearly uneasy. "Sister-in-law, I just want to say a few words to you." I sat down. "Let's talk." She tightened her grip on the cup, her voice was very low. "I really don't know about the mortgage on the wedding house." "I only know that my brother said he could handle the money." "After that
The last item was missing too much, he told me to sign a revolving contract." "He said it was just for formality." I looked at her. "Do you believe?" She smiled bitterly. "I want to believe." "I've been looking at that house for half a year." "I posted it on my personal page, all my relatives know." "I can't back out." I didn't comfort her. An adult who chooses for the sake of dignity must bear the consequences. Luc Giai Ky raised her head. "But I know one thing. story." "You still have something in your hand." My heart stopped. "What thing?" She bit her lip. "Before
He said that if you really want a divorce, he will hand it over." "Not only will you not get the money, but you may also have to incur an additional debt." Lawyer Han asked. "What debt?" Luc Giai Ky shook his head. "I haven't seen it yet." "I only heard him say one sentence." "He said your mother's old house was not completely clean." I suddenly stood up. "What did you say?" Luc Giai Ky was startled by me. "I don't know. It's good." fake." "He was drunk that day and said my mother thought it was safe to transfer the money." "He said he was
left the second door a long time ago." I picked up the bag, my palm cold. Thieu Man's house. Old books after my father passed away. The money that went through the account six years ago. These things suddenly connected into a line in my head. The person Luc Minh Xuyen was planning was probably never the only one. 13 When lawyer Han and I left the coffee shop, there was a wind outside. Luc Giai Ky's sentence "your mother's old house" was like a small needle piercing me. into my head. Thieu Man sat in the car waiting for me
I was wrong, she opened the car door first. "What did she say?" I sat in and told Luc Giai Ky's words completely. Thieu Man's hand stopped on the steering wheel. She didn't say anything for a long time. I asked her. "Mom, what's going on with the old house?" Thieu Man looked ahead, his voice lowered. "After my father passed away, the house in the countryside actually handled a sum of money." "But that house was sold a long time ago." My heart clenched. "Sold to who?" Thieu Man said the name of a company. I immediately remembered the transaction history from six years ago. After clause two
million yuan was transferred from my account back to Luc Minh Xuyen, the company he transferred to also had those two words in its name. I took out the transaction history sheet. Thieu Man just took a look, his face changed. "It's this company." The car was quiet. I suddenly understood that the money from six years ago was no coincidence. Luc Minh Xuyen said customers need to transfer cash flow. The proceeds from the sale of real estate after my father's death were also related to the same company. He hid these two things in two different places, waiting for them to arrive
When I asked, he took it out and hit me at the same time. Thieu Man closed his eyes. "That year, selling the house was introduced by an old colleague of your father." "The other party said the payment had to go through the company process, so it would be a bit slow." "Then Minh Xuyen said he knew someone and could help me push for money." "At that time, my mother was not in a good state, so I let her ask a few times." Hearing this, my palm turned cold. "What documents did you give him?" Thieu Man thought. "A copy of the certificate of ownership. house, copy of proof
letter, a copy of the sales contract." "There's also a copy of your father's death certificate." Each word is like the door being opened a little more. Luc Minh Xuyen can prepare a loan agreement of two million yuan. He can take a copy of my ID card as a power of attorney. So what trap did you put in the documents you got from Thieu Man? I said. "Mom, let's go back and look for all the old documents." Thieu Man nodded. During the whole way home, she didn't say anything. Nothing more to say. When she got home, she went straight to her office and opened the safe
innermost. In the closet are bags of documents she categorizes by year. She pulled out a thick stack from the shelf from six years ago. House purchase contract. House sale agreement. Bank transaction history. Tax invoice. Brokerage receipts. I turned each page. At first it was all very normal. Until a piece of paper fell out of the blue cover. On the paper is written “additional agreement”. The content is that the seller agrees to postpone partial payment of the final amount, managed by a third-party guarantee company for a period of three months. The place to sign is
Thieu Man. But as soon as he saw the paper, Thieu Man immediately said, "Mom, I never signed this." I picked it up and looked at it. The signature is very similar. But the stamp is blurry and the date is not correct. That day was the second day after my father's september ceremony. At that time, Thieu Man was receiving intravenous fluids in the hospital. I'm impressed. Because that day I took the day off and stayed with her all day.