Chapter 9 — Marriage Costs 600,000 Yuan

His eyes were dark and scary.

“How many have you seen?”

I don't answer. He conveniently closed the study door.

“Wen Duong, give me the things.”

I ask in return:

“What if I don't give it?”

His expression immediately changed. Tham Quyet stared at my sleeve.

“What did you get?”

I instinctively hid my hands behind my back. He suddenly rushed forward and grabbed my wrist hard. The force was so strong that the wrist bones ached.

“Give it to me.”

I pulled away:

“Let go!”

But he squeezed harder, his eyes showing a fierce look.

“Wen Duong, I warn you, there are some things you are not allowed to touch.”

I raised my head to look at the man who had slept in the same bed as me for four years. Suddenly I completely understood. Adultery is not his final limit. It wasn't right for me to be alone in the hospital during a miscarriage. Bringing a little tam into my house is even worse. What really scared him… were the coins that could not be exposed to the light. I don't struggle anymore. Just look at him and slowly say:

“Shen Quyet… turns out you're afraid of this.”

His fingers stiffened. At that moment, the phone on the table lit up. On the screen appears Tan Tran's message:

“Don't forget, automatic backup to the cloud is enabled.”

Tham Quyet also saw it. His face immediately turned white. I laughed very softly.

"It's late."

“The things I just took… have all been sent.”

The study room was eerily silent. Tham Quyet stared at me, his eyes seemed to want to tear me apart. After a long time, he let go of my wrist.

“Wen Tang.”

“Do you know what you are doing?”

I rubbed my wrist that was red when he squeezed it.

"I know."

“From now on…”

“It's no longer you sitting down and talking about divorce with me.”

“But I started paying off each debt with you.”

Phuong Nhu Y's office is located on the twenty-seventh floor. Outside the ground-level glass door is a cold gray sky. I put all the documents on the table. Payment documents, photocopy of house purchase contract, photo of black book, family account statement, door lock history, Ms. Ly's handwritten report. Phuong Nhu Y watched very slowly. Unlike Tan Tran's obvious sharpness, she is extremely calm. But every time her finger stopped somewhere... I knew she saw an important point. Finally, she pushed the contract to buy an apartment in Phi Thuy Loan to the front.

"This house is a one-time payment of 6,200,000 yuan, the buyer is Chu Kieu, the payment party is Thinh Hoa consulting company."

I nodded. Phuong Nhu Y pulled out another photo, a photo I took from a black book.

“Thinh Hoa — 80.”

She used a pen to circle the words "Thinh Hoa".

“This is no longer an ordinary affair.”

My heart clenched. Phuong Nhu Y raised her head to look at me.

"Miss On, your husband most likely used an affiliated company, a fake consulting contract or a fake service fee to transfer assets during the marriage out, then let the company in Chu Kieu's name receive it back."

Tan Tran sitting next to him laughed coldly.

“It's really terrible to play.”

Phuong Nhu Y calmly replied:

“Knowing how to play does not mean there are no loopholes.”

“Is this pile of evidence enough?”

“Enough to pave the way.”

“But not enough to draw a conclusion.”

Phuong Nhu Y rearranges documents.

“We need to do three things.”

“First, please investigate Tham Quyet's cash flow and related companies.”

“Second, prove the actual control relationship between Thinh Hoa and Chu Kieu companies.”

"Third, prove that these amounts of money arose during the marriage, without her consent, and are part of the act of maliciously transferring or spending common property."

I nodded.

“What about the prenuptial agreement?”

Phuong Nhu Y looked at me.

“Did you get the original?”

I shook my head.

"There's a photocopy in the safe, but I didn't have time to get it yesterday."

After Tham Quyet came home last night, he didn't lay a hand on me anymore. He just stood in the study room, looking at me for a long time. Then remove all items from the safe. Before leaving, he said:

“Wen Duong, don't force me.”

Then I just looked at him and replied:

“You forced me to this step first.”

After listening, Phuong Nhu Y was silent for a few seconds.

“He is definitely starting to move assets and destroy evidence now.”

"It's late."

Tan Tran spoke up.

“All photos have been backed up to the cloud.”

Phuong Nhu Y glanced at her.

“Photos are helpful, but the other side will doubt the origin.”

"The safe belongs to his private space, he can completely turn back and accuse Ms. On of illegal intrusion."

I said softly:

“So last night he asked me if I knew what I was doing.”

Phuong Nhu Y nodded.

“That's the first card he'll play.”

As soon as I finished speaking, my phone rang. Caller: I looked at the screen for a few seconds and then it didn't turn off. The bell stopped. Three seconds later, the call came again. I turned on the speakerphone. The mother-in-law's high-pitched voice immediately rang out:

“Wen Tang! Ultimately, what do you want to do? A Quyet said you pried open his safe and secretly took photos of company documents. Are you crazy?

Tan Tran frowned and was about to speak. Phuong Nhu Y raised her hand to signal her to be quiet.