Chapter 8 — Hundred Million in Exchange for Freedom

“To Duong.”

I'm back. Luu Thuy Lan. Ex-mother-in-law. She wore a dark blue cheongsam, a little thick makeup, and meticulous makeup, but her eyes were full of sadness.

“What are you doing here?” She lowered her voice extremely low, carrying clear hostility.

I waved the card: "You invited me, Mrs. Liu." The corner of her eye twitched. Obviously, the card was Lam Tu Vien's intention, not hers.

“Don't be here and embarrass yourself,” she took a step forward and said harshly, “Get your belly out of here quickly, don't let people laugh at you.”

“Let's see who's laughing?” I tilted my head, "Your pregnant ex-wife came to your son's engagement party, am I the one who lost face?"

Luu Thuy Lan's face immediately turned red. She opened her mouth to say something, but clearly couldn't find any reason to reply. Because what I said is the truth. They sent the card. I came with dignity. The truly awkward person has never been me.

“To Duong, don't be too harsh —”

"Mrs. Luu," I interrupted, my volume not too loud or too low, just enough for the surrounding tables to hear, "I just came to eat the feast. If you feel uncomfortable, you can call security to "invite" me out right now. Right in front of so many guests here."

Her lips trembled. Of course I don't dare. Kick your pregnant ex-daughter-in-law out in front of how many people? Tomorrow the entire upper class of this city will spread the word among themselves. The Tran family's reputation seemed to be ruined. She took a deep breath, her chest rose and fell violently, and finally gritted her teeth and forced out the words:

“You just wait.”

Then turned around and left. Back stiff, steps hurried. Definitely looking for Tran Dien. I shrugged my shoulders and turned away to get a plate of salmon and two pieces of cake. Really delicious. 5-star hotel buffet is different. A thousand times better than a life of 3,000 yuan per month. 【Chapter 7】 While eating the second piece of cake, Tran Dien appeared. He pushed through the crowd, striding quickly in front of me, his expression gloomy like a stormy sky.

“Come here.”

Two words burst out from between my teeth. I leisurely stuffed the remaining piece of cake into my mouth, used a napkin to wipe the corners of my lips before standing up.

“Let's go.”

He led me through the side hallway and pushed open the door to a break room next to the banquet hall. The moment the door closed, he turned around, his eyes as sharp as knives staring at me:

“What do you want to do?”

“Eat rice.”

“To Duong!”

It's rare to see him this moody. The blue veins on his forehead stood out.

“You came today to intentionally humiliate me, right?”

I leaned my back against the wall, crossed my arms across my chest - well, my belly is a bit big, crossing my arms is not very convenient - changed position, let my arms hang down.

"Tran Dien, you sent the invitation, right?"

He was silent.

“I sent an invitation to my ex-wife, so she could come to my engagement party, and then my ex-wife actually came, and I saw that she was intentionally trying to disgust me.” I looked straight at him, "Do you find this logic funny?"

His throat moved.

“That is the Tu Vien —”

“I know it was her intention.” I interrupted, "She wants me to see how happy you guys are, wants me to regret it. But the problem is, Tran Dien, I don't regret it. I don't regret it at all. I even have to thank you two."

His eyebrows frowned even tighter.

“What do you mean?”

I looked down at my stomach me, then looked up and smiled at him.

"There is no intention at all. 100 million has been received, the agreement has been signed, the child is mine. You and Lam Tu Vien live the good days of two people, I bring my child to live my life. No one owes anyone, river water does not violate well water."

I stopped for a moment.

“I came today simply because you invited me. If I didn't come, I would be known for being narrow-minded.”

He stared into my eyes, trying to find any flaw in the argument.