Chapter 20 — Husband Gifted 8 Million Yuan Villa to Thanh Mai, I Recovered All Assets

19When I opened my phone, that topic was pushed straight to the top of the search. The ex-wife plotted to drain her ex-husband's company. Eight years of marriage turned out to be just a pre-calculated chess game. The housewife demanded tens of millions of yuan in compensation. Every word... seems like it was prepared in advance. In the comments section, someone cursed me for being greedy. Some people say I use girls to intimidate men. There are even people who build the image of Lam Niem So into an innocent victim, saying she is just a poor woman who accidentally got caught up in someone else's marriage. I looked at the scolding of those strangers, but didn't get angry right away. This is no ordinary venting of anger. It's an organized public opinion campaign. Tan Tri Vien pushed the tablet towards me.

"The recording was cut very carelessly."

"They only kept the part where she said she wanted the house, the deposit and asked for every penny back."

"And all the previous content about forging the guarantee contract and kidnapping the child was all cut out."

I opened that recording. In there, my voice was strangely calm.

"Deposit."

"Along with every penny I spent on Lam Niem So."

"I want it all back."

Just over ten short seconds. But it was enough for people who didn't know the truth to nail me as a woman greedy for money. Ha Tranh sat opposite, his face extremely ugly. He took out his phone and called Lam Niem So. Call Han Lap Minh again. Still turned off. Phuong Mai was so impatient that she continuously banged the table.

"What to do now?"

"Everyone in the relative group is asking."

"They all said that A Tranh was hurt miserably by Khuong Thu Y."

I raised my head to look at her.

"For now..."

"Do you still think I hurt him?"

Phuong Mai's lips moved slightly. But she didn't dare look at me. If it were before... She would definitely pour all the dirty water on my head. But now... The story of Dau Dau being arbitrarily taken away by Lam Niem So still weighs heavily on her heart like a rock. She no longer dares to blatantly defend her. Ha Tranh suddenly stood up.

"I will post a statement."

"I would say it's all my fault."

Tan Tri Vien raised his hand to stop.

"Posting an emotional statement now only makes it easier for the other person to retort."

"If they dare to cut and combine the recording, they are waiting for you to lose your temper."

I looked at Tan Tri Vien.

"What does she want?"

"There are two possibilities."

"First, force her to cancel the asset preservation order so she has time to transfer all the money."

"Second, force Mr. Ha to sit down and negotiate with you for the sake of the company's reputation."

Ha Tranh's face immediately turned pale. I smiled softly.

"She really understands you."

Ha Tranh bowed his head and did not refute. Before, he placed too much importance on face. Lam Niem So correctly grasped that weakness. It just needs to be made a big deal. The first thing Ha Tranh thinks of... is always concealment. I turned off the phone screen.

"So let the noise continue."

Phuong Mai immediately raised her head.

"Are you still making noise?"

"If this continues, A Tranh's company will be finished."

I calmly looked at her.

"If things don't continue..."

"Then the ones who will die will be me and Dau Dau."

"Now everyone on the internet says I'm the ex-wife blackmailing my husband."

"Next step..."

"They will say I don't deserve to raise children."

Phuong Mai's face stiffened. Only then did she realize... This was no longer simply a few curse words. Lam Niem So is stealing my right to be a mother in the eyes of public opinion. She couldn't steal Dau Dau. You want to take away my rightful status to protect her. Tan Tri Vien looked at me.

"You mean..."

"Make all evidence public."

"But not now."

"Wait for her to throw another wave."

His eyes moved slightly.

"Do you think she will continue?"

I nodded.

"She has no real evidence in her hands."

"So we can only rely on emotions."

"First time cursing me for being greedy for money."

"The second time will definitely say I'm cruel."

"Tell me I pressured her to the point where she didn't have a home to go back to."

As soon as he finished speaking... Ha Tranh's phone rang. A strange number sent a photo. In the photo, Lam Niem So is sitting in a hotel room. Both eyes were red. On his wrist he still wears that silver bracelet. The caption has already been written.

"I just want a home, but I'm forced to the limit."

Three minutes later... That photo appeared all over social media platforms. The wave of comments is even more intense than before. Some people say I'm not even a weak woman. Someone asked me if I had to force people to death to satisfy them. Dau Dau walked out of the break room. Still holding the teddy bear in her hand. Seeing everyone's expressions, she quietly asked:

"Did something happen again?"

I walked over and turned off the phone screen.

"It's just that someone is lying."

Dau Dau bowed his head and thought for a moment.

"So will you tell them the truth?"

I squatted down and looked into my child's eyes.

"But I have to wait until they finish lying."

Dau Dau nodded.

"The teacher said..."

"The more a liar tells a lie, the more he is wrong."

I smiled.

"Your teacher is right."

At that moment, Tan Tri Vien's assistant pushed the door and walked in.

"Lawyer Tan."

"Lam Niem So is broadcasting live."

"She said Ms. Khuong even took advantage of her daughter for money."

I stood up. On the screen, Lam Niem So cried until the pear flowers were drenched in rain. She said Ha Tranh no longer had feelings for me a long time ago. She said that because she wanted revenge, I did not hesitate to let my daughter cooperate in lying. She also said that she took Dau Dau away that day just to advise her not to hate her father. At the end of the live broadcast... She choked up and took out a piece of paper.

"This is written by the child's own hand."

"She said..."

"He doesn't want to live with his mother."

The moment I saw that piece of paper clearly... My eyes immediately turned cold. The handwriting on the paper is crooked and immature. But in the bottom corner... There are three more signatures.