Chapter 21 — Help You Earn 7,300,000 Yuan, You Only Give Me 70,000 Yuan?

Chu Ngan pulled me hard behind me.

“Who are you threatening?”

Tham Ngoc Dung looked at him.

“Chu Ngan, you can't protect her.”

Right at that moment. An old small truck slowly stopped at the beginning of the alley. The car door opens. Manh Hoai An's student helped him down. In Manh Hoai An's hand is an old yellow file bag.

“It doesn't protect.”

“Then let me.”

Tham Ngoc Dung's face immediately changed. Manh Hoai An looked at me.

“Thanh Hoa.”

“My mother's last note from the night of the accident...”

“I found it.”

The file bag was placed on the round table in the Nam Hang Tieu Tao restaurant. The inside of the restaurant was packed with people. Outside the door were also full of neighbors. Tham Ngoc Dung did not leave. She stood dumbfounded at the door as if pinned in place by that file bag. Manh Hoai An's student opened his bag. Take out a yellowed repair ticket. A ticket to deposit items at the station. And an old recording tape. Tieu Man looked at the tape.

“Can you still hear this?”

Chu Ngan says:

“Let me go find the phone.”

Mrs. Hua stopped her.

"No need."

She bent down and took out an old cassette player from under the counter. The outside paint has peeled off. But the buttons still work. Lady Hua was stunned.

“Grandma…”

“Just how many other things are you hiding?”

Mrs. Hua calmly replied:

“Old people can't bear to throw things away.”

The tape is inserted into the machine. A buzzing sound rang out for a few seconds. My mother's voice came out.

“Mr. Hoai An.”

“If I don't come back tomorrow…”

“Please keep these for me.”

“The Tham family is forcing me to hand over the Thu Vi sign.”

“They even used Thanh Hoa to threaten me.”

“I'm not afraid of them stealing the food.”

“I'm just afraid they'll rob Thanh Hoa as well.”

My hand tightened on the edge of the table. The wooden corner hurts the palm of the hand. On tape. Another man's voice rang out.

“Don't confront them head-on.”

“Now the Tham family is strong and full of people.”

My mother replied:

“I have investigated who stole the Snow Cinnamon Chicken recipe that year.”

“Not a chef.”

"It's someone from the branch chief of the Tham family who sneaked into my kitchen."

“Ngoc Dung also knows this.”

“She brought that recipe page to please her grandmother.”

Tham Ngoc Dung suddenly rushed in. Chu Ngan stood right in front of her.

“What's the hurry?”

“I haven't finished listening yet.”

The tape continues to play. My mother's voice was a bit urgent.

“The Co family is also involved.”

“The lady of the Co family wants me to marry Thanh Hoa there.”

"Say that, Thu Vi will become half of the Co family."

“I don't agree.”

“She said the road wasn't safe.”

“Tell me to be careful.”

Co Thua Trach's face turned pale. Apparently he followed here. But I didn't dare step in. There were some noises in the tape. Then came my mother's last words.

“Thanh Hoa.”

“If you hear these words…”

“Don't hate cooking.”

“The knife is to protect others.”

“Not to please anyone.”

The tape ends. The whole bar fell silent. Tham Ngoc Dung burst out laughing.

“A worn-out tape.”

“Who can prove it's true?”

“Who knows, maybe you guys can put it together yourself?”

Manh Hoai An spoke up:

“The deposit slip at the station has a clear date.”

“The repair form is signed by the driver of the Tham family.”

“The day of the accident.”

"The brake system on Van Thu's car was touched."

Tham Ngoc Dung immediately said:

“So it's also the driver's problem.”

La Tay muttered softly:

“It's an individual action again.”

The neighbors couldn't help but curse.

“Is everything in the Tham family a personal act?”

“The benefits belong to the Tham family.”

“Disaster is personal?”

Tham Ngoc Dung turned his head. Eyes sharp as knives.

“What do you know?”

"Khuong Van Thu was originally just a chef raised by the Tham family."

“Eat from the Tham family.”

“At the Tham family.”

“So what's wrong with the dish belonging to the Tham family?”

I walked in front of her.

“You finally told the truth.”

Tham Ngoc Dung paused. Lady Hua raised her phone.

“I recorded this part.”

The corner of Tham Ngoc Dung's lips twitched. Right at that moment. The Co family's wife squeezed in from outside the door. Pointing at Manh Hoai An.

“That old man!”

"You used old stories from many years ago to slander the Co family."

“Be careful, I'll sue you!”

Manh Hoai An raised his head.

“Lady Co.”

"In the tape, it only says that she threatened Van Thu."

“No one has ever convicted her.”

“But you jumped out so quickly…”

“It's like you're afraid of someone else investigating.”

Lady Co's face immediately changed. Co Thua Trach pulled her hand. Lady Co shook his hand away.

“About what?”

“Not explaining everything clearly today.”

“How will the Co family have the face to meet other people in the future?”

I looked at her.

“So tell me clearly.”

“Why is that ring in your hand?”

Lady Co replied:

“Khuong Van Thu gave it to me.”

“Why did she give it?”

“For engagement.”

I looked straight into her eyes.

“My own mother's marriage.”

“And yet she doesn't know?”

Lady Co raised her head high.

"Wherever you put me, I'll sit there."

“It's okay for adults to decide.”

“A chef like her.”

“Being able to marry into the Co family is her destiny.”

Right at that moment. Co Thua Trach suddenly spoke up.

“Stop talking.”

Lady Co glared.

“Shut up!”

“Now I'm soft-hearted.”

“The Co family will be ruined!”

Co Thua Trach smiled bitterly.

“The Co family has long been gone.”

He walked into the shop. Place an old wooden box on the table.

“These are the things I found in the secret compartment in Dad's study.”

“Ring receipt.”

“Debt paper between the branch chief of the Tham family and the Co family.”

“There is also a letter my mother sent to the Tham family driver that year.”

Lady Co immediately raised her hand to slap him. Chu Ngan quickly held her wrist tightly.

“Lady Co.”

“If you want to hit your child, go home and hit him.”

“Let's listen to what he has to say first.”

Co Thua Trach's face turned pale. As if I had just made the most difficult decision of my life.