Chapter 15 — Eight Years Divided

Thieu Man's face gradually darkened. "This paper is not mine." I was about to take a photo when the doorbell suddenly rang. Thieu Man and I both looked towards the door. On the camera screen there was a delivery staff standing there. He was holding a bag of documents. "Inner-city parcel from Ms. Khuong Du An." I went to the door, but didn't immediately open it. "Place it in front of the door." The delivery staff put it down and left. I waited for him to get into the elevator before opening the door to take my document bag in. The sender's name is unknown. Inside there are only three copies. Second sheet
especially that additional agreement. The second sheet is a confirmation of debt collection rights. The person obliged to repay the debt must write the name Thieu Man. Amount, 1.5 million yuan. The third sheet is a printed photo. In the photo, Thieu Man sits in front of a desk, bowing his head and signing. The moment I saw the photo, my whole body felt cold. Thieu Man looked at the photo, his voice very quiet. "This is not mom." I stared at the woman in the photo. The angle, hairstyle, and clothes all resemble Thieu Man. But she holds the pen with her right hand. But mom
I'm left-handed. At this moment the phone lit up. Luc Minh Xuyen sent a text message. "Now do you know what the second door I mentioned is?" 14I did not answer Luc Minh Xuyen. After receiving the phone call, lawyer Han told us to immediately take photos and seal the documents. He spoke very slowly. "Don't touch the signature." "Don't give the original to anyone." "Do document appraisal tomorrow." Thieu Man took out his disposable gloves and put three sheets of paper one by one into a transparent bag. Her movements are very
solid. But I saw that her left knuckles were a little white. I asked her. "Mom, are you scared?" Thieu Man sealed the bag. "Not scared." "I'm just angry because I let him get involved once that year." I said. "It's not your fault." She looked at me. "It's not my fault either." "Remember, just because a bad guy digs a hole doesn't mean the person who falls down deserves to suffer." That statement made the bridge of my nose sting. Before I could say anything, the phone rang again. This time it's a strange number. I answered the phone but didn't speak. The other end
Quy Hoanh's voice rang out. I heard it once. At Hai Canh Uyen, he stood with the person wearing a black coat. "Miss Khuong, have you received the documents?" I pressed record. "Who are you?" He laughed. "Stop pretending." "Your husband hasn't told you clearly?" "Your mother's money from six years ago, we always have full procedures." I asked coldly. "What procedures?" Quy Hoanh's voice was light. "Confirmed the debt of 1.5 million yuan." "When Then your mother sold her house and needed money urgently, so she borrowed short-term from us." "Later the money came back but
"The principal plus fees, up to now, is not a small number." Thieu Man stood next to me, his face as cold as ice. I continued to ask. "How much do you want?" Quy Hoanh smiled. "In respect of General Manager Luc, three million yuan will solve the problem." "You can give the money to General Manager Luc." "He will transfer it to us." I almost laughed out loud. It turned out that this was Luc Minh Xuyen's second door. He was not only I want to take 5.8 million yuan to fill the hole for Luc Giai Ky. You still want it
pulled Thieu Man in and forced me to proactively give money. I said. "Do you have the original?" Quy Hoanh paused. "Of course you do." I asked. "Then bring it to the police station tomorrow." His voice was low. "Miss Khuong, don't talk like that." "Your mother is not young anymore, making a fuss is not good for her reputation." I looked at Thieu Man. She nodded. I said to the other end. "Say it again." Quy Hoanh did not react in time. "Say what?" I said. "Say you want to use fake debt to influence
My mother's reputation." The other end was silent for two seconds. Then he said a sentence and hung up. I saved the recording. Thieu Man picked up his coat. "Go." I asked. "Where to?" "Police station." When I arrived at the police station, the police officer on duty listened to the recording and his expression also became serious. I also submitted the door blocking video yesterday, the documents I received today and Quy Hoanh's phone recording. The police asked. Thieu Man. "Are you sure the person in the photo is not you?" Thieu Man raised his left hand. "I always write in
left hand." "The person in the photo signed with his right hand." "That day I was at the hospital, there was an infusion record." I looked at her, my heart was finally a little more stable. As long as it was fake, it would definitely leave a loophole. After leaving the police station, lawyer Han sent a text message. "Luc Minh Xuyen just filed for divorce with the court." "At the same time, please freeze 5.8 million yuan in your name and in your mother's account." I stared at that line, upside down. not too surprised. He was so impatient that he didn't even bother to pretend to keep it
The last bit of dignity as husband and wife. Thieu Man saw the message and asked me. "What do you think?" I said. "He sued, it's good." "We counter-sued." "Investigate the mortgage of the wedding house, investigate the fake agreement, investigate Luc Giai Ky's source of money to buy the house, investigate Quy Hoanh's network." Thieu Man nodded. "Yes."