Chapter 5 — He Said The Marriage Certificate Was Fake, I Almost Laughed Out Loud

I raised my hand to block her volume that was about to pierce the roof.

“Keep your voice down.”

“Three… three hundred and fifty million??? Yesterday you — you —”

“Bought the lottery ticket the other day, yesterday the prize was drawn, today I received the money.”

“Then today — Phuong Dat Chu — wedding — fake paper —”

Her brain worked frantically, a series of information colliding together, causing the expression on her face to change from horror to bewilderment, then from bewilderment to... She grabbed my arm, so hard that I had to wince.

“He said fake papers — fake papers are not husband and wife — if they are not husband and wife, there is no need to divide!!!”

“That son of a bitch single-handedly — single-handedly pushed —”

She was so excited that she couldn't speak anymore, stood up and jumped in place twice, making a sound like a balloon being deflated.

“Ha ha ha ha ha —”

“He personally pushed away 200,000,000 yuan!!!”

"Does he know? He doesn't know, right?!"

"Don't know."

“And he will never know?!”

“If he knows, he will never know.”

Luc Van Trung collapsed directly onto the desk, her shoulders shaking from laughter, to the point where she couldn't sit up straight. Chung Hoa Xuyen gently pushed his glasses and coughed.

“Cough… Ms. On.”

“If it's convenient, we can start talking about asset allocation.”

I pulled the chair closer.

“My need is —”

"First, all assets must be absolutely segregated, ensuring that any third party cannot use any title to touch them."

“Second, keep winning information absolutely confidential, do not disclose it to anyone unnecessarily.”

“Third, help me buy a house.”

“In what area?” Chung Hoa Xuyen quickly returned to professional status.

“The farther away from Phuong Dat Chu's house the better.”

That evening. I sat in the hotel room, eating outside food and scrolling on my phone. The video at Phuong Dat Chu's wedding has spread everywhere. I don't know which guest returned, the picture quality is quite blurry but the sound is extremely clear —

“Ten years ago, you forced me to marry you—”

“The marriage certificate is fake —”

“You are nothing —”

The live commentary area exploded.

“What kind of trash man is this???”

"Fooling someone for ten years? Fake marriage certificate? Isn't this already illegal???"

"What's wrong with that little bride? How dare she stand in front of the main house and say 'the person without paper is the third child'? Really disgusting???"

“The part where the mother-in-law threw the card at that woman's face made my blood pressure increase…”

"Does anyone know what happened to that sister after that? Does anyone know her?"

I scrolled through the screen, the corners of my lips curling up more and more. Public opinion is fermenting faster than I thought. Phuong Dat Chu called. I took a look and didn't pick up. He called again. Unheard. Third time. Still don't listen. Then the message:

“Wen Le, you hired someone to post the online video, right?”

“I warn you, it's best to take down the video.”

“If you don't know how to be reasonable, don't blame me for not being polite.”

Not polite? How can you be so disrespectful to me? I threw the phone aside and continued to peel the crayfish and eat it. Day three. The video continues to spread. Several entertainment news sites started to get involved, the headlines became more and more sensational —

"Shocked! The man forged a marriage certificate, cheated on his wife for ten years and then publicly humiliated him right at the party marry!"

"The main wife appeared at the wedding, the groom blatantly declared: The marriage certificate is fake, you are just a free nanny!"

Phuong Dat Chu's company name was also dug out. Next is Lieu Man Ninh's social network account. Her previous posts showing off her wealth and love were screenshotted and spread everywhere by netizens, adding the label "the third child on the throne". Lieu Man Ninh was so angry that she posted an article:

“Dat Chu and I truly love each other! Some people volunteered to cling to me ten years ago! Don't be a hypocrite!”

Comment area:

“The top has a thick skin.”

“Why doesn't God just take this kind of person away?”

“Little Tam still dares to open his mouth to say true love? Do something illegal and still have the shame to go online?

Lieu Man Ninh's post was deleted in less than half an hour. I sat in Luc Van Trung's office, calmly scrolling through the news on my phone.

“Public opinion is almost enough.” Luc Van Trung sat opposite, lightly tapping his fingers on the table. “You can report it to the police.”

I put down the phone.

“Let's go today.”

The reporting process went very smoothly. I provided a fake marriage certificate along with a video that was circulating online — the video of Phuong Dat Chu personally admitting that the documents were fake. The police made a record and announced that they would conduct an investigation into the act of falsifying state agency documents. When I walked out of the police station, it was already dark. Luc Van Trung stood waiting at the door, giving me a cup of hot milk tea.

“How does it feel?”