Chapter 1 — Hundred Million in Exchange for Freedom

On the day I had an ultrasound to discover I was pregnant with triplets, I was depressed and didn't know how to raise my three children with a living cost of 3,000 yuan (about 10 million VND) per month. Then the husband sent a text message: "100 million yuan (about 350 billion VND), let's divorce." I jumped up from the prenatal examination chair and almost knocked the ultrasound probe away. The doctor was startled and pressed my stomach: "Don't move! You haven't finished looking yet!" I held her hand tightly, with tears in my eyes: "Sisters, I'm so happy." Tran Dien called, his voice was both cold and stiff: "To Duong, don't cause trouble, it's useless." Me: "? Who messed up? I can sign it now. Send the agreement over here, I'm at the hospital, I'll have it notarized later." He was silent for 5 seconds. On the other end of the line, a dark female voice rang out: "Mr. Dien, is she so excited that she's stupid?" I laughed out loud. Lam Tu Vien, I'm afraid you don't know, my biggest attack during the past 3 years has been the meager 3,000 yuan of living expenses each month. Now that your man personally brought 100 million yuan to your door, I'm so moved that I want to make a longevity tablet for him! 【Chapter 1】 The air in the prenatal clinic froze for about three seconds. I raised my phone, Tran Dien's WeChat message screen was still bright:

“100 million yuan, leave empty-handed, sign the papers tomorrow.”

My first reaction was not heartbreak. It's not a breakdown. Instead, I lowered my head and glanced at the ultrasound sheet with the words "Pregnant with triplets", my mind calculated very quickly. 100 million yuan. Three children. The average is 33 million yuan per child. Enough. No, there's plenty. I immediately sat up, the amplitude of my movements was so great that I almost knocked over the tool rack next to me. Doctor Vuong was examining me and took a step back in fear: "Miss To! Calm down! You're 4 months pregnant, don't exercise vigorously!" I held her hand tightly, my voice trembling: "Doctor Vuong, tell me, is 100 million yuan enough to support three children to study for a PhD?" Dr. Vuong's expression changed from panic to confusion, then from confusion to vigilance like "Does this pregnant woman have mental problems?".

"You... lie down first? Do you need me to call the Psychology Department for a consultation?"

I waved my hand and couldn't stop laughing. No consultation required. I'm very alert. So sober that the moment I look back on my 3 years of marriage, I only feel that I am a commercial genius - using 3 years to successfully convert a piece of love into 100 million yuan in cash. The phone vibrates. Tran Dien called. I took a deep breath, adjusted my facial muscles — even though he couldn't see it, what if I accidentally laughed out loud and he changed his mind? That's 100 million yuan. No kidding. I clicked to listen, my voice was calm: "Hello."

“To Duong.”

His voice still carried the familiar tone, cold, stiff, carrying a trace of pity as if he were giving grace: "Did you see the message?"

“I see.”

“Do you… have anything to say?”

He's waiting. Waiting for me to cry, waiting for me to make a fuss. Waiting for me to scream and ask why it was like in his imagination, asking if he had another woman, asking if the love of the past 3 years wasn't worth a penny. He can then stand on top Gao looked down and sighed, saying: "To Duong, don't make yourself unsightly." I understand him so well. He had rehearsed this scenario in his head so many times that I could guess it with my eyes closed. But ——

“Tran Dien, I just have one question.”

“You say it.”

“Which card is the money transferred to?”

The other end of the line was silent. Silence for a full 6 seconds. I know, because I count in my heart. One second, two seconds, three seconds... At the seventh second, he finally opened his mouth, the confusion in his voice was clearly heard:

“What… do you mean?”

I lay back down on the examination bed, changing hands to hold the phone: "That's literally it. Which card should I transfer the 100 million yuan to? I have several bank cards, where can you transfer it so I can check the money. Oh right, what time is it signed tomorrow? I have a prenatal check-up scheduled in the morning, I'm free in the afternoon." There was another silence. This time it's even longer. Then, I heard a voice that shouldn't have appeared - A female voice, gentle, coming faintly from the other end of the line: "Mr. Dien, is she... excited? Or don't say it so directly..." Lam Tu Vien. Sure enough, she was next to him. The corners of my lips curled up.

"Tran Dien, is there someone next to you? That's great, please ask her to help me, do I need to bring any documents to the notary? I'm afraid I'll forget tomorrow."

“To Duong!”

Finally, he got excited, his voice raised an octave: "What kind of attitude do you have!" I held the phone away a bit, afraid of making noise to the kids in my stomach.

"My attitude is very good. You spent 100 million yuan to get me a divorce, I agreed. What other attitude do you want me to have? Are you going to make me so moved that I kneel down to thank you?"

I paused and seriously added:

“Though I'm actually quite touched.”

This sentence is a sincere statement. Three years now. Tran Dien gives me 3,000 yuan for living expenses every month. 3,000 yuan (about 10 million VND) in this first-class city. I still had to calculate the money to buy powdered milk, but he turned around and bought a river view villa worth tens of millions of yuan for Lam Tu Vien. His mother forced me to drink all kinds of bitter medicine, saying it was to nourish my body to prepare for pregnancy, until my stomach almost burst. I thought I had to endure years and months before I could escape. Unexpectedly —— He personally gave me the key. Also encrusted with diamonds. The diamond is worth 100 million yuan.

“Aren't you angry?” His voice was low, more suspicious.

“Meaning what?”

“I want to divorce you.”

“Yes, I know, sign tomorrow.”

“…”

"Why don't you say anything? Yes or no? If not, then the day after tomorrow."

“To Duong, are you misunderstanding something? Our marriage —”

"There is no misunderstanding. You go after your 'white moon light', I have my children to raise. It's a win-win."

I hung up the phone. Doctor Vuong stood next to witness the entire process with his mouth open. I smiled at her: "Doctor Vuong, would you mind printing out the ultrasound report for me? Are all three babies healthy?" She nodded mechanically. I rubbed my belly, feeling so happy that I wanted to sing. Guys, today your dad made the best decision of his life. He just doesn't know it yet. 【Chapter 2】 As soon as I stepped out of the hospital gate Ha Lo called.

“ME! WAY! Are you crazy!”

I have to hold the phone 80cm away from my ear. Her volume made passersby turn their heads.

“If you speak softly, do you intend to startle my three children and fall out?”

"You agreed directly? You sold yourself for 100 million yuan? Do you know how much Tran Dien company is valued? The assets you are divided absolutely do not stop at 100 million!"

I hailed a taxi on the side of the road, pulled open the door and walked in.

“Ha Lo, listen to me.”

“You say it!”