Chapter 3 — Mother-in-law Gave Me 500,000 Yuan To Get Away, I Freeze Her Son's 100,000,000 Yuan

When she said those words... She didn't even look at me once. Lam Kien Quoc took a sip of wine. Belch once.

"That's right."

"Van Tinh."

"I haven't had a decent job in recent years."

"The children have not yet been born."

"You and Lam Hao are really..."

He left the sentence unfinished. Then raise your glass to drink again.

"That's right, sister-in-law."

Lam Hao's cousin, Lam Tieu Thien, also followed suit.

"You should also think about my cousin."

"Now he has such a big career."

"Besides, he needs someone who can help him communicate and socialize."

When it came to the phrase "someone who can help him communicate and socialize"... Her eyes deliberately glanced towards Tham Nhuoc Lam. Tham Nhuoc Lam raised her glass of juice and took a sip. Say nothing. There was still an embarrassed look on his face as if he was innocent.

"What are you talking about?"

I finally spoke up. The voice is not loud. But the whole private room suddenly fell silent for a moment. Truong Thuy Lan turned her head to look at me. It seemed very surprising because I took the initiative to open my mouth.

"That's good to hear."

Her voice carried an arrogant grace.

"What happens tomorrow, you can figure it out in your heart."

"Be a little reasonable."

"Don't cause trouble."

"Our Lam family will not mistreat you."

"What should be given, we will still give."

I looked up at her. Calmly ask:

"What should be given?"

"500,000 yuan."

Truong Thuy Lan raised a hand. Five fingers spread wide.

"She married into the Lam family for three years."

"Eat from our family, drink from our family."

"Giving you 500,000 yuan is already very meaningful."

I looked at Lam Hao. He sat between Tham Quoc Luong and Truong Thuy Lan. The fish in front of him has barely moved his chopsticks. Right now he was poking at a piece of tofu with his chopsticks. One turn after another in the disc. I called him. He raised his head. My eyes glanced back and forth between me and Truong Thuy Lan. In the end, it fell onto the piece of tofu that he had punctured.

"You think so too?"

He opened his mouth. His hand unconsciously went to his collar, loosening his tie.

"Van Tinh..."

"Don't get excited."

"This... let's go home and talk."

"What are you talking about when you get home?"

Truong Thuy Lan slammed her hand on the table. The sauce dishes on the turntable also vibrated.

"Lin Hao, you are a man."

"Be a little more decisive."

"If you don't say anything, I'll say it instead."

"It's decided."

"Let's finish this matter tomorrow at the celebration party."

The entire banquet table fell into silence. Twelve pairs of chopsticks either stopped in mid-air or lay motionless in the dishes. Diep Tri Thu sat on my left. From beginning to end she didn't say a word. But under the table, she squeezed my hand. Hot palms. Nails dug deep into my skin. Carrying anger that cannot be suppressed. Right at that moment. The waiter pushed the door open and brought in the last dessert. The doorknob hit the back of my chair again. The sound was very harsh. I stood up.

"Van Tinh, where are you going?"

Truong Thuy Lan asked.

"Go to the bathroom."

I pushed open the private room door and walked out. Diep Tri Thu immediately followed. The hallway is very quiet. The dark red carpet underfoot almost swallowed every footstep sound.

"Van Tinh!"

Diep Tri Thu tugged on my arm. Her voice was low but shaking with anger.

"Your face How thick are we?"

"500,000 yuan and you want to chase me away?"

"For the past three years, I have married into the Lam family."

"Take care of the elderly, take care of the housework."

"Lin Hao's company grew from two people to fifty people."

"You help with so many things."

"Is she completely blind?"

"If you dare to nod in agreement, I will turn against you."

"I won't nod."

I said calmly. Diep Tri Thu was stunned. She let go of my hand. Stared at my face for a few seconds.

"So what are you going to do?"

"You'll know tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?"

"What are you doing anyway?"

I don't answer. In the bathroom mirror. The woman wearing that old sweater was still strangely calm. She doesn't look like a wife about to be kicked out of the house. On the contrary... Like a chess player who has already set up a chess position. Just waiting for the last piece to fall. But this... Diep Tri Thu doesn't need to know for now. The morning of the celebration party took place. Truong Thuy Lan came to my house. As soon as the doorbell rang, I knew it was her. No one would ring the bell on a Saturday morning at 8 o'clock so naturally.

"What are you going to wear?"

Just walked in the door. She immediately went straight to the closet. With a bang, the cabinet door was pulled open. Pull out each piece of clothing and look at it. This set doesn't work. The other set doesn't work either.

"Van Tinh."

"Is there not an outfit in your wardrobe that makes you look presentable?"

"If you find an outfit that suits you, wear it."

I poured water as I spoke. Finally, she pulled out a dark gray dress from inside. Beautiful drapey material. Simple design. But at least don't make a mistake.

"Wear this."

"Today you just need to sit below."

"Don't run to the stage."

"Don't make Lam Hao lose face."

I received the dress. Truong Thuy Lan sat down on the sofa. Open your bag. Take a file folder made of vellum. The inside was bulging because it was filled with documents. She pulled out a stack of pre-printed photos. Then spread it all on the tea table. I bowed my head and looked. This is a photo of Lam Hao and Tham Nhuoc Lam together. In all kinds of situations. At trade parties. She held his arm intimately. On the golf course. She stood behind him, smiling gently and properly. In a Western restaurant. The two sat facing each other under candlelight. Tham Nhuoc Lam even reached out to adjust his tie.

"See clearly?"

Truong Thuy Lan's voice was calm as if she was reporting work.

"I won't say when they started."

"I'm not showing you these pictures to make you angry."

"But it's for you to see reality clearly."

"Lin Hao has already made his choice."

"If you still have the guts to stick around and refuse to leave."

"The only one being laughed at is you."

"Who took these photos?"

"Why do you care who took the photo?"

"The important thing is..."

"This is the truth."

I pushed the stack of photos back.

"I know."

Obviously Truong Thuy Lan did not expect me to be so calm. She stared at me for a few seconds. Then put all the photos back in the folder.

"3:30 p.m."

"Gather in front of the hotel."

"Don't be late."

Truong Thuy Lan stood up and was about to go out the door. But as soon as she walked to the mysterious entrance, she seemed to remember something she wanted to say. At that moment, the doorbell rang. The person standing outside is Diep Tri Thu. In her hands she held two cups of coffee and one paper bag.

"Hello Miss Truong."

Diep Tri Thu smiled sweetly. But his eyes were so cold that he felt cold.

"Today is a celebration party."

"What a big day."

Truong Thuy Lan glanced at her from top to bottom.

"Are you going too?"

"Van Tinh invited you."

Diep Tri Thu tilted his head.

"Not enough seats?"

Truong Thuy Lan snorted coldly. Leaned past Diep Tri Thu and left. Diep Tri Thu entered the house. Immediately thrust a cup of coffee into my hand.

"Your face looks so bad."

"What is she doing again?"

"Bring the photo."

"Photo of Lam Hao and Tham Nhuoc Lam."

Diep Tri Thu's hand tightened on the paper cup.

"Is she sick?"

"Are you afraid that I don't know yet or afraid that even though you know it, it still won't hurt enough?"

"I think..."

I took a sip of coffee.

"She's afraid I won't sign today."

Diep Tri Thu paused.

"Sign what?"

"Divorce agreement."

"Sign today."

"Right at the celebration party."

"In front of everyone."