Chapter 7 — I Don't Cancel the Marriage, I Cut My Losses

Total... 156 million yuan. Receiving account: Tang family trust fund management account. Person in charge: Tang Hoai Tu. At the end of the document is also attached a tuition payment slip from my high school days. Tuition is only 120 thousand yuan. Payment unit: Tan Thi Education Fund. Not the Tang family. Soon after... The second document was released. 《Cash flow summary of accounts related to the Tang group》 After the guardianship money was transferred, most of the cash flow was used to rotate capital for Tang group projects, purchase real estate in the personal name of the Tang family, and transfer it to Tang Hoai Tu's personal investment account. Social networks were silent for exactly one minute. The wind immediately changed direction.

"Receiving one hundred fifty-six million, yet the tuition fee is still paid by someone else's Education Fund?"

"Is this raising an adopted daughter? Obviously raising an ATM."

"I wonder if the electricity bill to light the lamp waiting for her to come home is also taken from the trust fund?"

"The Tang family is really good at acting."

In Tang Group building. Tang Hoai Tu angrily threw the cup on the floor.

"Who allowed it to make these things public?"

The assistant lowered his head, not daring to say a word. Old lady Tang sat on the sofa, her fingers shaking.

"Is he planning to force the Tang family to death?"

Tang Hoai Tu gritted his teeth and called me. The call is connected. As soon as he opened his mouth, he shouted loudly.

"Tang Tri Van, are you determined to tear the Tang family's face to the end?"

I still sat in the conference room, my voice calm.

"It was you who posted the statement first."

"I did this to give you a way out!"

"I don't need it."

Tang Hoai Tu gasped.

"Don't forget, your household registration is still in the Tang family."

"It won't be long before it's moved."

"Do you really think Miss Tan will protect you for the rest of your life? What's the point of an adopted daughter like you leaving the Tang family?"

I looked at the documents on the table.

"Mr. Tang."

"At four o'clock this afternoon, Tan Thi will officially send a letter requesting asset recovery to Tang Group."

Tang Hoai Tu paused. Having said that... I hung up. Ten minutes later. Tang Group received an official letter requesting asset recovery. Thi Tan asked the Tang family to return all the guardianship money that had been misused for thirteen years, the Education Fund, the profits from real estate in Thanh Nam and the assets related to Qin Van Ninh's legacy. According to preliminary estimates... The total amount is up to 470 million yuan. Tang Hoai Tu sat down in his office chair. For the first time... His face turned completely white. This is no longer about a daughter having a temper tantrum. The creditor comes to collect the debt. When I returned to the Tang family... The family photo was still hanging on the living room wall. Tang Hoai Tu, old lady Tang and the Tang family's biological daughter Tang Ngung stood in the middle. Stand on the outside. As if just a person was temporarily inserted into the photo. I just glanced once and then withdrew my gaze. Tan Thi's audit team followed me in. Tang Hoai Tu stood at the top of the stairs, his face gloomy.

"You brought outsiders to investigate the Tang family?"

Giang Nghien showed the power of attorney.

"Mr. Tang, this is the asset recovery process of the Qin Thi Trust Fund. Please cooperate."

Tang Hoai Tu smiled coldly.

"What if I don't cooperate?"

I gently raised my hand. Outside door, the notary and the lawyer entered one after another.

"Then we will make a record of the refusal to cooperate."

My calmness made Tang Hoai Tu even angrier.

"Tang Tri Van..."

"What a good daughter I raised myself."

I looked towards the stairs.

"The daughter he raised..."

"Standing up there."

As soon as he finished speaking... Tang Ngung came down from upstairs. She was wearing a house dress, an uncomfortable look on her face.

"The reporter out there hasn't left yet, why is she back again?"

I looked at her. Since childhood, Tang Ngung really liked to say a word.

"You're just a thing raised by my family."

When she was young, when she stole my jewelry, she said:

"You're just a thing raised by my family."

Growing up, blatantly moving into the house in Thanh Nam left by my mother, she still said:

"You're just a thing raised by my family."

I gave her a file. Tang Ning frowned and received it. But as soon as she saw the first page... Her expression immediately changed. Real estate name transfer documents in Thanh Nam. Original owner: Tan Van Ninh. Current name: Tang Ngung. Time to change name: One week after Tang Tri Van's sixteenth birthday. Tang Ngung's hand trembled.

"This house... is a birthday gift my parents gave me."

I looked at her.

"Using the property my mother left me as a birthday gift for you?"

Tang Ning took a step back.

"I... I don't know."

"Now I know."

I looked towards the audit team.

"Noted."

"Initiating recall."

Tang Ngung shouted:

"That's my wedding house!"

I don't bother paying attention to her. Tang Hoai Tu angrily shouted:

"Did you come back today to pay off this whole house?"