Chapter 6 — Eight Years Divided

“He's just too impatient.” Thieu Man looked at her. “You bought a house, what is he impatient about?” Luc Giai Ky bit his lip. Luc's mother immediately stood in front of her. "You two, don't be juggling." "Today we have to make it clear." "That 5.8 million yuan must be transferred back." I looked at her. "Based on what?" Luc's mother blurted out. "Because it's my son's marital property." Thieu Man laughed. "So your daughter's deposit and home loan must also be counted as expenses from the couple's common assets?"Hanh
Lang was silent. Luc Minh Xuyen's eyes suddenly became fierce. He took out a stack of papers from his pocket and threw them down in front of me. "Khuong Du An, you explain this first." The papers were thrown out. The top page is a loan contract. The borrower writes my name. Amount, two million yuan. The lender, Luc Minh Xuyen. The date is six years ago again. But in the signature area, it was clearly my handwriting.06I stared at that agreement, my fingertips gradually getting cold. That signature is indeed very similar to a signature
mine. Each stroke of the pen, the way I combine the strokes, and even my habit when writing the word "Du" is very similar. Luc's mother immediately raised her voice. "See?" "Are you still saying that our Minh Xuyen family took advantage of your money?" "Six years ago you borrowed two million yuan from him, and you still haven't paid it back." Luc Giai Ky was also stunned. She looked at Luc Minh Xuyen, a flash of panic flashed in her eyes. Luc Minh Xuyen did not look at her. He just stared at me. "Khuong Du An, if you want to figure it out, I'll figure it out with you." "The original amount is two million yuan, plus
six years of interest." "Of your 5.8 million yuan, at least half must be paid to you first." I slowly squatted down, picked up a few pieces of paper. In addition to the loan agreement, there was also a copy of the transfer document. It showed a date six years ago, Luc Minh Xuyen transferred two million yuan to my account. The note was loan money. I looked at the document, quickly going over the events that happened that year in my mind. Six years ago, my father had just passed away not long ago. Mood Thieu Man is very bad, I'm on your side to handle it
real estate and debts in the countryside. During that time, the account had a lot of money going in and out. Have money to sell the house. There is insurance compensation. Have money to pay old debts. I also have money to settle investments. I actually received a sum of money from Luc Minh Xuyen. But that night, I sent it back. Because at that time he said the customer suddenly needed to transfer money and wanted to borrow my account for a quick visit. I don't agree. But he said he only rotates during the day, his wife and he help
each other a little. At that time, although I did not touch his money, I still believed in his personality. When transferring money back, I did not take detailed notes. Just write two words: refund. Now that I think about it, it was a trap. Thieu Man took the agreement from me. She only looked for three seconds, her face fell. "There is a problem with this signature." Luc Minh Xuyen smiled coldly. "Of course you will say there is a problem." "After all, your daughter wants to pay off the debt." Thieu Man raised her head to look at him. "This agreement is too recently preserved." "The signature is from six years old."
Last year, there couldn't have been an ink like this." "Also, when Du An wrote the word 'An', the last stroke had never ended up like that." Luc Minh Xuyen's face changed slightly. Luc's mother immediately scolded. "You stop pretending to know." "You're not an expert in appraisal." Thieu Man put the paper in his file bag. "Then take it for appraisal." Luc Minh Xuyen raised his hand to snatch it back. "This is my original." Thieu Man stepped back for a moment. I stepped in front of her. "If you're afraid of the appraisal, you can admit it now." Luc Minh Xuyen narrowed
eyes. "Khuong Du An, do you really want to do everything to the end?" I looked at him. "It was you who came to block my door first with a fake thing." He suddenly laughed. "It's not up to you to say whether it's real or not." "The transfer is real." "The note is real." "The account you used to receive money from me is also real." "When you go to court, can you explain clearly?" I admit that this sentence hit a weak point. Without a complete return history that day, this can be very troublesome. But I'm not completely off base either. I
Take out your phone and find the bank transaction history from six years ago. The time is too long, e-banking only shows details in recent years. If you want to get previous years, you have to go to the counter. When Luc's mother saw that I couldn't find it, her voice became even harsher. "Why don't you say it anymore?" "Wasn't that very good just now?" Luc Giai Ky said in a low voice. "Sister-in-law, if you really borrowed money, pay it forward." I raised my head to look at her. "Do you know this agreement?" Her eyes avoided. "How can I know." I looked up.
stared at her. “But you weren't surprised just now.” Her face turned white. Luc Minh Xuyen interrupted. "Don't drag Giai Ky into it." "This is a debt between you and me." Thieu Man suddenly spoke up. "That day six years ago, why did you transfer two million yuan to Du An?" Luc Minh Xuyen answered very quickly. "Something happened to her family, she needs money urgently."