Chapter 12 — Husband Gives Up My VIP Delivery Room To His First Love

Inside, Luu Huy's voice rang out when he was a few years younger.

"On Niem, are you still ashamed? You're still wearing another man's shirt in the middle of the night."

My voice was full of fatigue that year.

“I have a fever.”

Luu Huy immediately replied:

"If you have a fever, do you have the right for men to be considerate of you?"

The recording ends. Co Canh Nien looked at Chu Khai.

“This recording was saved from my driver's car recording system.”

“Originally, I didn't intend to announce it.”

“But today Mr. Liu publicly slandered General Manager Wen…”

“That is also slandering our company.”

Luu Huy's spine seemed to have been pulled out. I looked at him.

“The so-called weakness in your mouth…”

“Actually, it was just the knife you stabbed into me... while I was risking my life at work.”

Chu Khai said in a deep voice:

“Invite him out.”

Luu Huy suddenly rushed straight towards me.

“On Niem, don't be too quick to be complacent.”

“Divorced, a woman carrying a small child... how well do you think you will live?”

Co Canh Nien immediately stood up. Two security guards also quickly stopped Luu Huy. I never backed down.

“At least... I won't be so cowardly as to rob someone else's delivery room.”

Hua Man spoke softly:

“Luu Huy…”

“You are so embarrassing.”

That one sentence... hurts more than any scolding. When the security guard pulled him out, Luu Huy was still screaming:

“On Niem... you will regret it.”

I originally thought... Luu Huy would rest in peace for a few days. But he didn't. He took Vuong Que Lan with him... To the front gate of the school where my father was teaching to cause trouble. That day I had just finished my postpartum examination. Duong Duyet was taking me out of the hospital when a video suddenly appeared on his phone that was circulating in the area. In the video. Vuong Que Lan's hair was down, sitting on the ground in front of the school gate. In front of her was spread a white cloth. Written on it in red paint: The professor's daughter criticized the poor for wanting to be rich, forced her husband to leave empty-handed, and robbed the Liu family's bones. My father stood outside the crowd. His face was pale. Several students who wanted to step up to help were stopped by him. Luu Huy stood next to him, holding a tissue, pretending to be a filial son.

“Mom, don't be like that anymore.”

“Nim Niem will change your mind.”

Vuong Que Lan cried and screamed.

“It won't change.”

“He relies on his mother's family to be rich so he looks down on poor people like us.”

“My son is so miserable.”

Duong Duyet was so angry that he immediately started the car.

“Go to school now.”

I held her hand.

“Don't rush.”

“Your father is being blocked by them at the gate.”

“My father taught all his life.”

“The thing he was most afraid of... was letting students see bad things in the family.”

“If we rush in now... it will only cause more people to gather around to watch.”

I opened my contacts. Call Trieu Lam. This is the second most important phone call.

“Miss Trieu.”

“Send me the third recording.”

Trieu Lam did not ask any more questions. Just a minute later. Video has been sent. I immediately forwarded it to Duong Duyet.

“Post to regional video platforms.”

“Located right in front of the school gate.”

Duong Duyet immediately followed suit. Ten minutes later. In the crowd, there were people who saw the new video. The sound from a male student's phone on speaker rang out.

"She's thirty years old, and she just gave birth."

"After a divorce, who wants to marry her anymore?"

It is the voice of Vuong Que Lan.

“If it gives birth girl..."

“Then we will take Tu Tu's son into the Liu family.”

The atmosphere in front of the school gate immediately changed direction. The old lady who had just advised my father that "family harmony comes first" immediately took two steps back. A female student directly shouted at Vuong Que Lan:

“You guys robbed someone's delivery room…”

"Do you still criticize people for giving birth to girls?"

Vuong Que Lan's cries immediately choked up. Luu Huy rushed forward to steal the female student's phone.

“Don't turn anymore.”

The student held up her phone.

“You have the right to cause trouble…”

“And we don't have the right to return?”

Right at that moment. My father's colleagues also ran over. The dean is an older teacher who wears glasses. Day is usually famous for being strict and taking principles very seriously. She walked to stand next to my father and looked at Luu Huy.

“This is school.”

“Not from your street.”

“If you continue to cause trouble... I will report to the police.”

Luu Huy still wanted to argue.

“Miss... this is a family matter.”

The teacher calmly replied:

“You brought family matters to cause chaos in front of the school gate…”

“Then it's no longer a family matter.”

“Your father-in-law has taught at this school for thirty years.”

“There has never been a student or parent who said he was not good.”

“Today you brought your mother here to cause chaos.”

“The one who lost face... is only you.”

Vuong Que Lan was still not convinced.

“You are all educated people.”

“Of course I will side with the educated.”

“Poor people like us have no one to back us up.”

In the crowd. A woman selling pancakes used a shovel to tap the pan hard.

"Don't use poverty as a screen."

“I'm also poor.”

“But I didn't rob my daughter-in-law's delivery room.”