Chapter 4 — Forcing My Mother to Sleep on the Sofa, Do You Think I Will Resist?

【Hello everyone, I am the owner of house 702, building 3, unit 1, Lam Van. Because Ly Thuy Phuong's mother-in-law occupied my living room for a long time and also asked my biological mother to sleep on the sofa, today I invited her to leave. She is currently crying loudly in the hallway, affecting public order. Please attach a video so everyone can understand.】 A stone thrown into the lake causes waves to rise a thousand levels. The group of residents immediately exploded, the wind changed direction so quickly that they had no time to react. Tran Minh also saw the news in the group and was about to rush to snatch my phone, but with just one cold look from me, he stopped. He understood, things had reached an irreversible point. All of his dignity, in this moment, was stripped away by me, leaving nothing left. Ly Thuy Phuong's crying gradually became smaller. She also noticed that the surrounding atmosphere had changed. The initial looks of pity now turned into contempt and curiosity to watch the drama. She looked at me, her eyes full of resentment, as if she wanted to swallow me alive. Finally, under Tran Minh's dragging, she staggered to her feet, brushed the dust off her pants, and slowly walked into the elevator. That back, struggling so pitifully. Just like a defeated rooster. I officially filed for divorce in court. Without hesitation for a second, I hired the most famous matrimonial lawyer in the industry — lawyer Truong. It wasn't until Tran Minh and Ly Thuy Phuong received the summons that they realized I wasn't joking. I really want them to disappear from my life, completely clean. They started to panic. Tran Minh texted me frantically, his WeChat notifications kept popping up on the phone screen. From apologizing, repenting, swearing to change... to begging, recalling "sweet memories"... and finally threatening and cursing. His emotions turned over faster than flipping through a book, just like a person out of control.

"Van Van, you're wrong, really wrong! Can you give me one more chance?"

"I will handle my mother's matter! From now on, everyone listen to me, don't let her come anymore!"

"Have you forgotten when we first fell in love? You said you would love me forever!"

"Lam Van, don't force me! It won't benefit you if you do this!"

I read each line, without a ripple in my heart. Just feel nauseous. I bluntly blocked everything — WeChat, phone, all means of communication. Ly Thuy Phuong changed tactics. She called my mother — Vuong Tu Lan. On the phone, she cried bitterly, accused me of being unfilial, said I was heartless, wanted to destroy a family, and asked my mother to advise me to turn back. My mother only said one sentence.

"Whatever she decides, I support it. From now on, don't bother us anymore."

Having finished speaking, she hung up the phone and conveniently added Ly Thuy Phuong to the block list. The first divorce mediation session takes place in the court's mediation room. Tran Minh even brought Ly Thuy Phuong there. As soon as the mediator said a few opening sentences, she began her familiar performance, pointing straight at me and cursing, saying I was greedy for the Tran family's assets, saying I was already planning a divorce to steal all the money. I sat still, not saying a word. My lawyer Truong calmly pushed a stack of documents towards the mediator and Tran Minh. Copy of red book, house purchase contract, bank statement proving money to buy house before marriage. Each piece of paper, like a resounding slap, hit straight the faces of mother and child.

“Mr. Tran, Mrs. Ly, please look carefully.” Lawyer Truong's voice was slow, but powerful, "This house was purchased by my client before marriage with personal assets, fully paid for. This is her private property, has nothing to do with Mr. Tran."

He stopped, then took out another file.

"In addition, according to the statement we compiled, in the three years after the marriage, Mr. Tran's total income was thirty-five thousand seven thousand, and Ms. Lam Van's was one hundred eighty-two thousand four thousand. Living expenses, electricity and water, management fees, and even most of Mr. Tran's personal expenses were paid by Ms. Lam Van. Mr. Tran's economic contribution to the family was almost insignificant."