Chapter 4 — Eight Years Divided

“For eight years, you forced me to pay you back each electricity and water bill.” “When your sister bought a house, you said you spent your own money.” “Now the money in my account has disappeared, you say it was the couple's money.” “Luc Minh Xuyen, your mouth really knows how to choose the right time.” The colleagues were all silent. No one said anything, but every look in their eyes felt like needles. Luc Minh Xuyen finally realized that he had messed up in the wrong place today. He turned around to leave. I called him back. “Wait.” He turned his head. I
He held up the recording interface on his phone. "From the moment you walked in, I recorded everything." His face immediately stiffened. "Khuong Du An, when did you become so sinister?" "Not malicious." I put the phone in my pocket. "But I learned how to calculate accounts from you." The police came faster than I thought. Luc Minh Xuyen didn't wait for them to come up and left the company first. I asked the department head for leave and brought the recording and video at the door sent by Thieu Man to the police station. In the video, a man is wearing a jacket
Black walked back and forth in front of my mother's house for more than ten minutes. First he knocked on the door. No one opened. Then he leaned close to the door and said. "Auntie, I'm Minh Xuyen's friend." "Du An transferred a sum of money to you, right?" "It's not a small amount of money, don't meddle in the young couple's affairs." "Open the door, let's talk properly." He even bent down to look at the lock. That action made my palm cold. The police asked me if I knew this person. I shook my head. Thieu Man said in the palace
phone. "Unfamiliar." "But he knew my address, and also knew the exact amount of money transferred." The police recorded it. I also handed over the recording of Luc Minh Xuyen to the company that threatened me. It was noon when I left the police station. The sun was very harsh, but I didn't feel hot at all. I called Thieu Man. "Mom, I'll go to your place now." Thieu Man said. "No need." "Mom is at my company." I was stunned. Ten minutes later, I saw her on the side of the road. She wore a long gray coat,
Hair tied in a neat bun, holding a file bag in hand. Seeing me, she looked at me from top to bottom first. "Did he touch you?" I shook my head. "No." Thieu Man nodded. "There's still time." She handed me the document bag. "In here are the things I arranged this morning." "Your transfer history, proof of income after marriage, the time you bought investments in your own name, and documents that the two of you paid for the house loan together over the years."I took it, the bag was very heavy. My throat suddenly
choking. "Mom, why do you do it so quickly?" Thieu Man looked at me. "You've been an accountant for more than twenty years." "When it comes to money, once someone turns their face, even a second later they can fall into a passive position." I didn't cry. But the eye sockets are a bit stinging. Thieu Man spoke again. "Mom made an appointment with a lawyer." "Two o'clock in the afternoon." I raised my head to look at her. Her eyes were very steady. "Du An, don't rush to argue." "First you have to prepare a way out." Before we got in the car, Luc Minh Xuyen called again. This time I answered the phone. His voice lowered very low. “Khuong Du An,
Please withdraw the police report." I said. "I can't." He was silent for two seconds, suddenly changing his tone. "Last night I drank too much." "Today it's also because I'm too impatient." "If you transfer the money back, I'll think differently about Giai Ky's house." I looked out the car window. "How much do you still owe?" He didn't speak again. I held the phone, my voice calm. "Luc Minh Xuyen, I'll ask one last time." "What money did you take?" First On the other side, Luc's mother's shrill voice rang out. "Minh Xuyen, don't beg her." "A woman
Marrying into your family, do you really consider yourself a big person?" The next second, Luc Minh Xuyen covered the receiver. But I heard it. When he opened his mouth again, his voice became deeper. "Let's go home and talk at night." I said. "Okay." "Bring all the books." He smiled coldly. "Do you think you're the only one who knows how to keep evidence?" My heart stopped. He hung up. Thieu Man looked at me. "What did he say?" I put the phone down. down. "He said he also has evidence." Thieu Man's eyebrows finally furrowed. "Then you have to really prepare
"I looked at the car in front of me. For some reason, I suddenly remembered the dinner table in the third month after getting married eight years ago. The first time he sent a request to pay the difference in fruit money, his eyes were equally certain. As if he had calculated everything for a long time. But only now do I understand. Luc Minh Xuyen did not suddenly have an idea. Perhaps from the beginning, he was waiting for this day.05 At two o'clock in the afternoon, Thieu Man and I sat in the lawyer's office. Lawyer Last name is Han, over forty years old, doesn't talk fast but
Every sentence hits the point. First you look at my documents. After reading it, he pulled out a few pages separately. "Your pre-marital savings and your personal income after marriage have a relatively clear boundary." "But in principle, post-marital income belongs to the common property of husband and wife." I nodded. "I know."