Chapter 7 — Father Wants to Divide His Estate, But the Whole Group Is in My Name

"Tomorrow, after the legal department sends the official dispatch, help me monitor Chu Uyen's reaction."

"If within three days she still refuses to sign, immediately sue. No need to ask for my opinion anymore."

When the car drove into the villa area, the whole old house had only the main bedroom on the second floor still lit. That's my mother's room. I got out of the car, raised my head and looked up at the window. The curtains were not closed, revealing a streak of light leaking out. I stood there watching for two seconds before I pushed the door open and walked in. The living room on the first floor was dark, no one was there. There was still a glass of unfinished whiskey on the tea table. That is Tham Quoc Luong's favorite wine. Next to the wine glass is an ashtray, with three cigarette butts inside. Normally he never smokes in the house. I just glanced over and went straight upstairs. At the turn on the second floor, Tham Quoc Luong's room door was still closed. There are no lights on inside. But I heard voices. It was the voice of a man calling on the phone. I walked slowly, stopping in front of the door.

"...Don't be impatient, I'm thinking of a way."

It's Tham Quoc Luong's voice. He deliberately lowered his voice, gentle to the point of being fake.

"Let me handle the matter about the house... She won't really go to court... Don't worry, I'm here."

The hand that let go of my side tightened slightly. It's half past ten at night. He hid in his room and called Chu Uyen. Tell her not to worry. Say you're thinking of a way. Also confirmed...

"I won't dare sue."

Thirty years of marriage. This man, to this day, still believes that my mother and I are just making empty threats. Until now, I still made a promise to that woman. I turned around and quietly returned to my room. Sit on the edge of the bed. The phone suddenly lit up. It's a message from Tham Hao Vu again.

"Sister, can we meet and talk? I think there is a misunderstanding between us. I never wanted to fight for anything from you, it was all dad's idea. Don't target my mother, she hasn't had it easy these past few years."

I stared at the screen for nearly ten seconds. Then exit the message interface. Write down two lines. 1. Tomorrow notify the management board to change all villa gate codes. 2. Official dispatch from the legal department sends an additional copy to Tham Quoc Luong. After writing, I placed the phone face down next to the pillow. Lie down on the bed, quietly looking up at the ceiling. There was no anger in my mind. Only a cold, extreme calm remained. It's like solving a math problem. All facts are clear. All paths appear before your eyes. I just need to move forward step by step. No need to rush. No need to scream. No need to cry either. Then the time will come... They must be impatient. They must scream. They must cry. Just wait. At exactly ten o'clock the next morning, the official dispatch from the legal department was sent. Both send express delivery and send email. Two parallel lines. Lam Tham always works neatly. At twelve thirty, I was eating in the company canteen when Tan Tu walked over.

"President Tham, Chu Uyen's side has reacted."

"That fast?"

I picked up a piece of fish and looked up at her.

"What did she say?"

"She did not contact the legal department."

"Don't contact you either."

"So who did she contact?"

The corner of Tan Tu's mouth twitched slightly.

"...She made contact with the media."

The chopsticks in my hand stopped.

"Which media?"

"A local tabloid news site, over three hundred thousand followers. They received the message from her."

I put down my chopsticks.

"Where's the content?"

Tan Tu gave me the phone. On the screen is a photo of a very long article. The title is highlighted in red. 《Proud incident! The daughter monopolized the family's property, kicked her biological father out of the house, and forced her younger half-brother to wander the streets》 I read it from beginning to end. The entire article is filled with words that evoke emotions.

"The old father had everything stolen by his own daughter."

"The innocent son just wanted to accept his ancestors but was rejected at the door."

"Mother and son teamed up to oppress an honest man."

Throughout the entire article... There was no mention of Tham Quoc Luong's embezzlement of public funds. There was no mention of the source of the money to buy that house. There was also no mention of Tham Hao Vu's scandals. There is only one very well-crafted story. A poor father was bullied by his daughter. An innocent younger brother is oppressed by his strong older sister. After reading, I returned the phone to Tan Tu.

"Is it posted yet?"

"That side said it won't be posted until eight o'clock tonight."

"They gave six hours to pay the 'removal fee'."

"How much?"

"500 thousand yuan."

I laughed. This move of Chu Uyen... Goes faster than I expected. But also... Much more stupid than I thought. Chu Uyen believes that...