Chapter 20 — From a 16 Million Yuan Villa to a Secret Buried for Ten Years

I stood up.

“Tong Thua Trach is now like a snake cornered.”

“He will bite people.”

“But snakes coming out of their burrows are still easier to catch than hiding in the dark.”

Nine forty in the morning. My car stopped in front of the old land of the Nam Giang project. Unfinished buildings in the distance stood alone among the wild grass. The wind blew through the broken windows, making a sound like sobbing. No vehicles were clearly visible outside. But Captain Vuong quickly lowered his voice and said:

“The east side has new tire tracks.”

I looked in the direction he pointed. There were indeed some deep marks on the muddy ground. Not just one car. I didn't go in randomly. Take out your phone and call Tong Thua Trach. The bell rang for a long time before the phone was picked up. Tong Thua Trach's voice was very low.

“You're finally here.”

I raised my head to look at the unfinished building.

“Are you inside?”

Tong Thua Trach smiled slightly.

“Aren't you very good at finding people?”

“Come in here yourself.”

I calmly replied:

“The missing pages in the Nam Giang file are at your place.”

“Even the driver's route chart.”

“Aren't you keeping those things to bargain for conditions?”

Tong Thua Trach was silent for a moment.

“Come in here alone.”

“I don't believe you.”

Tong Thua Trach coldly replied:

“Then don't you dare get the rest.”

I looked at Captain Vuong, then suddenly lowered my voice.

“Tong Thua Trach.”

“Have you been lying to me since the first day of marriage?”

The other end of the line did not speak. I continue:

“You approached me to confirm whether my parents left evidence or not.”

“You persuaded me to get married so that it would be easier for you to enter the Tang family and the company.”

“For the past three years I have played the role of a good husband.”

“But actually I'm always looking for that memory card.”

"Right?"

Tong Thua Trach's breathing became confused for a moment. But I still hear it. I smiled softly.

“Looks like I guessed right.”

Tong Thua Trach's voice immediately turned cold.

“What if I guess right?”

“Duong Vy, now you know it's too late.”

“Your parents couldn't fight against them that year.”

“You too.”

I narrowed my eyes.

“Who are they?”

On the other end of the line, another man's voice rang out. Older. Quiet but cold.

“Miss Tang.”

“There are debts that are ten years old.”

“Then we shouldn't turn it over again.”

I tightened my grip on the phone.

“Han Chi Thanh.”

The man smiled slightly.

“You are smarter than your father.”

“But smart people should know when to stop.”

I looked towards the second floor of the unfinished building. A black cloth that resembled a curtain moved slightly. I spoke slowly:

“My dad didn't stop that year.”

“I won't stop either.”

Han Chi Thanh's voice became weaker.

“Then come in here.”

“Let me see.”

“How tough is the daughter of the Tang family.”

I didn't go in right away. Which stands in front of the old land of the Nam Giang project. The wind blew the long locks of hair on her cheeks scattered. The call has not been disconnected yet. Han Chi Thanh's voice rang out from the other end of the line. Like a cold snake crawling close to the ground.

“Miss Tang.”

“Your father was just too stubborn back then.”

“So stubborn that in the end I couldn't even keep myself alive.”

I stared at the black cloth moving on the second floor.

“So that means you admit what happened That has something to do with me.”

Han Chi Thanh burst out laughing.

“Young people always talk so hastily.”

“I'm just advising you.”

“Don't go into the same mistakes.”

On the other side, Tong Thua Trach said something in a low voice. Han Chi Thanh's voice went a little further away. A moment later, Tong Thua Trach picked up the phone again.

“Duong Vy.”

“Go to the second floor alone.”

“If your people dare to follow in.”

“I will immediately burn all remaining documents.”

“What do you still have in your hand?”

Tong Thua Trach smiled coldly.

“Driver's route chart.”

“Minutes of Final Negotiations.”

“There is also a notebook written by your father before leaving.”

My gaze finally wavered. Dad's notebook. Over the years, I have arranged many of the relics he left behind. But I've never seen such a notebook before. If Tong Thua Trach did not make up a story. So that stuff is definitely important. I slowly asked:

“How can I prove it's at your place?”

The other end of the line was silent for a few seconds. Soon after, a photo was sent. The page has turned yellow. The edges of the paper also have traces of water damage. On it was my father's familiar handwriting. The batch of materials in Nam Giang is not the batch I signed for. Someone switched the goods. If I can't return, Vy Vy must keep the company. Don't trust the Song family. I stared at the last four words. My chest felt like someone was squeezing me. Don't trust the Song family. Dad knew long ago that the Tong family had problems. It's just that I was too young then. I didn't hear that reminder. On the contrary, a few years later, he personally brought Tong Thua Trach into his life.