Chapter 7 — Husband Secretly Transferred 880,000 Yuan, I Made His Whole Family Pay

No one dares to argue. The phone has just connected. A low, majestic voice rang out on the other end of the line.

“Is that Tham Van?”

“Yes, Dad.”

I politely replied.

“I will go home tomorrow.”

“Six o'clock in the evening.”

“The whole family gets together.”

“You must be present.”

Not negotiating. It's an order. I calmly replied:

“You and Chu Minh Khai have nothing more to say.”

“Everything can be resolved in court.”

The other end of the line immediately went quiet.

“I'm not asking for your opinion.”

Chu Duc Hai's voice suddenly became stern.

“My son no matter how big a mistake he makes.”

“It's not yet the turn of an outsider like you to judge.”

“I'll say it again one last time.”

“Tomorrow at six o'clock in the evening.”

“You have to come back here.”

“If not…”

“Take the consequences yourself.”

He hung up. I hold the phone. Standing still for a long time. Only a feeling of irony remained in my heart. The Chu family is indeed similar down to their bones. And always think that the whole world must revolve around them. After knowing the story. Truong Man immediately advised me not to go.

“Obviously this is Hongmen Yen.”

“You going there now just makes them think you're soft-hearted.”

“Just give them the opportunity to take advantage.”

I shook my head.

“I definitely have to go.”

“I want it right in front of the entire Chu family.”

“Let everything be clear once and for all.”

“I want them to understand.”

"Tham Van is no longer a soft persimmon for them to squeeze however they want."

I stopped for a moment. The corners of the lips curl up.

“But moreover…”

“I also want to see it.”

“What are they planning to do?”

“Know people who know me.”

“One hundred battles, one hundred victories.”

The next afternoon. I drove back to the house I once called home. Just walked through the door. A stuffy atmosphere immediately descended. In the living room. Chu Minh Kiet. And Chu Duc Hai. Three people sat neatly on the sofa. It's like a trial is opening. Chu Duc Hai sits in the center. Holding a cigarette in his hand. Cigarette smoke obscures his face. When you see me. He just pointed his chin toward the single chair opposite.

"Sit down."

I don't sit. Just standing in the middle of the living room. Calmly look at him.

“Dad, if there's something wrong, just say it directly.”

“My time is limited.”

That attitude clearly made Chu Duc Hai angry. He slammed the cigarette butt down on the ashtray. Raise your head. His eyes were as cold as an eagle.

“Tham Van.”

“I don't like beating around the bush.”

“Minh Khai's story.”

“I already know everything.”

He stopped. Then coldly said:

“This is true, it is wrong.”

“But you…”

“It's also my fault.”

I almost laughed out loud. From start to finish. Chu Minh Khai had an affair. Transferred more than two million yuan to raise a small child. Sneaking my fingerprints. Transfer 880,000 yuan to buy a house for his lover. Under investigation by the police. Prosecuted. But in the end... The one at fault was me? I really want to know. How shameless can the Chu family be this time?

“Where did I go wrong?”

I looked straight at Chu Duc Hai. The voice was strangely calm. Chu Duc Hai slammed his hand on the tea table.

“I tell you!”

"What's wrong with you is that you shouldn't bring things out in the house!"

“You were wrong in not giving our Chu family any face!”

He pointed straight at me. The tone sounded like he was judging a criminal.

"When husband and wife quarrel, the head of the bed argues and the end of the bed is even!"

“It's okay if he takes a little money from you Star?"

“Do you have to push it to the end?”

“What benefits will you get by doing so?”

"If he's in prison, is your face so glorious?"

“Or do you see yourself as more noble than others?”

“Don't forget!”

“If you get divorced, you are just a woman who has had one husband!”

Vuong Lan immediately chimed in.

“That's right!”

“Don't you dare look at yourself!”

“You are thirty years old this year!”

"After divorce, she becomes a woman who leaves her husband!"

“Who still wants to marry you?”

“In this whole life, there is only my son who won't criticize you!”

Chu Minh Kiet also laughed.

“My brother really pampers you too much!”

“Feed your greed!”

“If it was another woman, I would have known long ago!”

I stood in the middle of the living room. Quietly listen to every word. Not angry. No heartache. No more disappointment. Because up to this point. I have completely seen through this family. In their eyes. Women are just men's property. One who must obey. Must make sacrifices. Must be patient. They have never seen me as an independent person. Never respected me. Wait until everyone has finished talking. I slowly opened my mouth.

“Are you done yet?”

The whole living room suddenly fell silent. I continue:

“If we're done talking…”

“Then it's my turn.”

My eyes glanced over each person. From Vuong Lan. Go to Chu Minh Kiet. Finally stopping on Chu Duc Hai's face.

“I said three things.”

“Listen carefully.”

"The first."

“Me and Chu Minh Khai end here.”

“This marriage.”

“There must be a divorce.”

“No one can change that decision.”

“Chu Minh Khai secretly used my fingerprints.”

“Transfer 880,000 yuan from my account to my lover.”

"It's the truth."

“Infidelity in marriage is a reality.”

“Asset transfer is real.”

“There is evidence for everything.”

“He must pay for what he did.”

I stopped. Then open the bag. Take out a file. Gently place it on the tea table.

“I didn't come here to negotiate.”

“I came to make an announcement.”

Chu Duc Hai frowned. Pick up the file. But just glanced at the first page. His expression immediately changed. The initially calm expression disappeared completely. Instead there was a look of surprise and disbelief. It was a lawyer's letter. Sent by Truong Man on my behalf. The content clearly states: I will sue Chu Minh Khai, Vuong Lan and Chu Minh Kiet on the grounds of property dispute during the marriage. Request a refund of all the money Chu Minh Khai gave or transferred to them during the marriage. Behind the lawyer letter. Each page of bank statements was arranged by Truong Man staying up all night.