Chapter 8 — Eight Years Divided

I looked at him. "Are you scared?" He laughed coldly. "What are you afraid of?" "The loan is only used to rotate capital." "You are my wife." "The house is half yours." "In the end, it is just an internal debt between husband and wife." Thieu Man said calmly. "There is no need to forge a signature for internal debt." Luc Minh Xuyen's expression immediately changed. "Miss, you have to be responsible when talking." Thieu Man held the file bag in his arms. "I always very responsible.” “On the contrary, from the loan of two million yuan to the mortgage of real estate, are you prepared?
"Unfortunately, the preparations were too hasty." Luc Minh Xuyen's eyes became gloomy. I suddenly understood that tonight you took out the two million yuan agreement not to counterattack on the spur of the moment. But to have already left a way out. If I search Luc Giai Ky's house, you will use the loan to pressure me. If I transfer the money, you will say I disperse the common property. If I want a divorce, you will add up the two million yuan and the mortgage debt. You have calculated this book earlier than me
thought. I pulled my suitcase back and put my papers and computer inside. Luc Minh Xuyen blocked in front of me. "You can't go tonight." I raised my eyes. "Get away." He lowered his voice. "If you take these things away, you want to destroy the family." I said. "This family is not destroyed by you." "It's because you destroyed it when mortgaging it." Luc Giai Ky suddenly stood up. "Brother, I don't know about the mortgage." Luc Minh Xuyen suddenly turned to look at her. "Shut up." Luc Giai Ky was scared by him and gasped. eyes immediately turned red. Luc's mother pulled her back
"Minh Xuyen, why are you yelling at Giai Ky?" "Isn't it Khuong Du An who caused a peaceful family to become like this?" I pulled up my suitcase. Thieu Man went to the door and opened it for me. Luc Minh Xuyen suddenly said. "Khuong Du An, you can go if you want." "But you have to think clearly." "That 5.8 million yuan of yours, once in court, may not still have the surname Khuong." I turned my head to look at him. "Then you should think clearly." "The signature on the mortgage document for the wedding house, if it wasn't signed by you, then this wouldn't be certain."
It's just a divorce lawsuit." He stood still, his face as if he were immersed in ice water. Thieu Man and I entered the elevator. Before the elevator door closed, I saw Luc Giai Ky bowing his head holding the phone, as if secretly sending a text message. Her expression was no longer self-pity. But panic.08That night I didn't go back to the wedding house. Thieu Man took me to her house. The camera light in front of the door was still on, the hallway was very quiet. But as soon as I walked. When I entered, I saw a new self-defense stick placed next to the entrance
shoes, Thieu Man said. “Mom bought it this afternoon.” Her voice was very normal, as if she was just saying she bought an umbrella. But my heart is extremely bitter. She didn't ask me if I regretted it or not. Not to say that it's unfortunate that the marriage has reached this stage. She just warmed up a bowl of porridge for me. "After you eat, go to sleep." "Tomorrow you still have to run to the bank, don't collapse." I picked up a spoon and ate two bites, only to feel a little warmth in my stomach. Just after ten o'clock at night, Luc Minh Xuyen sent a text message. "Don't push me into a corner." I looked
one, no answer. He sent it again. "About the mortgage loan, I can explain." "At that time, the company needed to rotate capital, I was afraid you wouldn't agree, so I let someone else do it first." "After that, I did give part of the money to Giai Ky, but I will make up for it." "Now you make a big deal of it, the bank will also be affected." I stared at the words "I'm afraid you won't agree", laughing for a long time. Afraid I wouldn't agree, he signed for me. Afraid that I wouldn't agree, we borrowed our wedding house. I'm afraid I won't agree
gave money to his sister to buy a house. It turns out that in his eyes, my opinion was never something that needed to be respected. Just an obstacle to get around. I took a screenshot of the entire message and sent it to lawyer Han. Lawyer Han quickly replied. "Keep the original conversation." "Don't continue to argue with him." "See you at the bank tomorrow." I answered okay. At midnight, I slept very fitfully. In the dream, it was all about the red house ownership certificate and the loan agreement. When I woke up, it was a new year
half hour. Outside the window it was just light. Thieu Man made coffee in the kitchen. Seeing me coming out, she just said. "Wash your face." "Depart at seven thirty." I nodded. At eight forty in the morning, we went to the bank. Lawyer Han was waiting at the door. Next to him was a man wearing a dark blue coat. Lawyer Han introduced. "This is my friend, has worked for many years in the bank compliance department." "Today he came along to see the process." I nodded to greet him. His last name is Trinh, he speaks very little. We enter the branch
branch, directly request mortgage loan documents. The counter staff first said they needed to make an appointment. Lawyer Han gave me a lawyer's letter and documents proving my identity. "Miss Khuong is the mortgage holder." "She has the right to see the mortgage documents in her name." The counter staff looked awkward and stood up to find the person in charge.