Chapter 6 — I rely on the sound of my heart to lie down and win

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“Madam, Ms. Tham unsuccessfully committed suicide in the police station.”

During breakfast, the butler brought news. I just took a bite of toast. 【It's really special, not being able to die means you still want to add more acting space.】 Pho Kinh Han raised his eyes.

“Who took action?”

The housekeeper said in a low voice:

“It wasn't her doing it herself. The camera was broken.”

Pho Tri Du tightened his grip on the glass of milk. I patted its head.

“Don't be afraid.”

【Pho Hoai Son wants to destroy the speech. There really is something in Tham Vi's hand.】 Pho Kinh Han looked at me.

“Where do you think that thing is?”

I was stunned.

“Me?”

“Women's intuition.”

I pondered for three seconds. 【According to the rules of dog blood movies, the evidence is either hidden in the necklace she always carries with her, or hidden in the bracelet she wants back the most. Wait, thirty million bracelet? Last night she always emphasized how important it was.】 I raised my head.

“Where is the blue diamond bracelet?”

Pho Kinh Han's eyes moved slightly. When the bracelet arrived, I turned it over with gloves on. The back of the blue diamond has a very small slit. The butler brought the tools. A “click” sound rang out. From inside fell out a tiny memory card. Pho Tri Du opened his mouth wide.

“Mom is so good.”

I smiled modestly. 【Of course. That year, this lady stayed up all night to watch eight hundred detective movies, not in vain.】 Pho Kinh Han plugged the memory card into the computer. The screen lights up. Inside were several recordings and a transfer record. Before the car accident that year, the Tham family received a large sum of money. The payment account went through three layers, finally pointing to Pho Hoai Son's personal funds. In the recording, Tham Vi's mother's voice trembled.

“The brakes have been broken, the Deputy Lady will not survive.”

Another man said:

"Nothing can happen to the child. The Pho family needs an heir."

My spine is cold. So Pho Kinh Han's first wife died, and Pho Tri Du survived. That's not luck. It was a calculated, cruel screening. Pho Tri Du's face turned pale.

“Mom, is that the child they say is me?”

I closed the computer.

“Don't listen anymore.”

【Listen to something. Children who listen to this can easily grow up to be perverted.】 Pho Tri Du's tears rolled around in his eye sockets, but he still tried not to fall. Pho Kinh Han squatted down and for the first time said in a very low voice:

“It's not your fault.”

Deputy Tri Du looked at him.

“So why didn't you say anything before?”

Pho Kinh Han was silent. I silently sighed. 【Because your father is also a son with a hard mouth like a pearl holding a pearl. I'm so sad I don't know how to say anything, I'm sorry I don't know how to say it either. I could only coldly invite eight psychiatrists for my child, then locked myself in the company.】 Pho Kinh Han's eyelashes trembled slightly. Pho Tri Du turned his head and hugged me.

“I still like mom better.”

Pho Kinh Han: “…” I pretended not to see his loss. But in the afternoon, he suddenly sent someone to take him to a room full of dresses. Each one is more expensive than the shredded one. I stood in front of the dressing room door, happy like crazy. 【Husband is truly the most handsome man in the world!】 Pho Kinh Han passed by the door. The footsteps clearly slowed down by half a beat. I continue. 【Of course, on the condition that the model bodyguard team is not fired.】 He turned around.

“Don't like clothes?”

I immediately hugged the dress close best.

“Like!”

【You stingy thing, even two compliments will take away your benefits.】 The corner of Pho Kinh Han's lips pressed down. But I can't force it. I stared at him. Are you laughing? Old men also know how to laugh? Done. This wealthy family is becoming more and more like a detective movie. ## 08

“The board meeting has been pushed to tomorrow.”

After answering the phone call, Pho Kinh Han's face darkened. Pho Hoai Son acted faster than we thought. Even more troublesome was that Mrs. Pho suddenly fell ill. The doctor said she had an acute drug reaction. The servant found a packet of powdered medicine in the kitchen trash. The packaging has my fingerprints on it. I looked at the medicine package and remained silent. 【Slandering the countryside is really rude. Why won't the rich villain update the new version?】 The butler's face was unsightly.

“My lady, you used to go to the kitchen in the morning.”

The people of the Pho family immediately exploded.

“First he stole things, now he poisoned the old lady!”

“Jing Han, this woman cannot be kept!”

Deputy Tri Du rushed out.

“It's not her!”

An uncle laughed coldly.

"What do children know? She only got married a few days ago and she coaxed me into this."

I stopped Pho Tri Du.

“Don't argue.”

【Arguing doesn't work, you have to slap your face instead.】 Pho Kinh Han stood next to me.

“Report the police.”

The relatives were stunned. Pho Hoai Son walked in with his cane.

“No need to make a big deal out of it.”

“Bad things at home should not be spread outside.”

I looked at his fake appearance and almost clapped my hands. 【The classic dialogue has appeared. Bad things at home should not be spread outside, which means: close the door and kill me.】 Pho Kinh Han said in a cold voice:

“The more bad things are in the house, the more they have to be exposed to light.”

Pho Hoai Son looked at me.

"Lam Ha, if you are truly innocent, please leave the Pho family. Don't involve Kinh Han."

The edges of my eyes immediately turned red.

“Father, it's really not me.”

【It's okay to leave, give me the money. If I don't have ten billion, I won't go.】 Pho Kinh Han tilted his head and looked at me. I responded to him with a weak look. He calmly said:

“She won't go.”

Pho Hoai Son's smile darkened.

“For a woman, you don't even care about your wife's hatred?”

Pho Kinh Han did not answer. I suddenly spoke again:

“Father, why are you so afraid of reporting to the police?”

Quiet living room. I bowed my head, my voice soft.

“The powder packaging does have your fingerprints on it.”

“But today I applied hand cream, it had glitter inside.”

“The fingerprints on the packaging are very clean.”

I raised my head to look at him.

“That proves that someone took my fingerprints in advance and then printed them.”

Pho Hoai Son's face changed slightly. I continue:

“There aren't many things that can get your fingerprints.”

“At the party yesterday, I only touched one cup.”