Chapter 10 — Mother-in-law Took My 3 Million Yuan, I Made Her Pay It Back Double

“But that's my mother…”

“I know.” I looked at him, my eyes unwavering, "But wrong is wrong."

“Can you…can't think again?”

"No need." I said firmly, "I gave you a week. After the week is over, don't pay - I'll apply right away."

“One week is too urgent…”

“Let's sell the house urgently.” I pressed each word, "Your house is at least 2,000,000 yuan, plus Tu Tu's 500,000 yuan deposit... just enough for 3,000,000 yuan."

“Tu Tu's house also had to be destroyed?”

"Of course." I replied without hesitation, “It's my money.”

“But he's getting married soon…”

“It's his business, not mine.”

Lam Hao Nhien looked at me, his eyes a bit strange:

“Nhu Yen... you've changed, why are you so cold?”

"Cold?" I smiled faintly, "I'm just protecting my rights. The first person to be cold... was my mother."

“But she is an elder…”

“Do elders have the right to take money from others?”

“I didn't say that…”

“So what are you talking about?” I looked straight at him, "When money was taken from me, you told me to sympathize. When I asked for justice, you said I was cold. Don't you see the contradiction?"

“I… didn't mean that…”

“So what do you want me to do?” My voice lowered, "Swallow it all in, pretend like nothing ever happened?"

“No… I just want to resolve this amicably…”

“Harmony?” I laughed, "Your 3,000,000 yuan disappeared, is it just a 'sorry'?"

“That's not it… you can slowly pay…”

“I told you, I don't believe she will pay.” I said decisively, "And I don't want to give her the chance to prolong it either."

“Because I want you to remember the price of taking my money.” I looked at him, my eyes unwavering, "If you're soft-hearted this time, there will be a next time."

“I won't do that again…”

“Can you guarantee it?”

Lam Hao Nhien fell silent. He has no answer.

“So I asked you.” I slowly said, "If I give in this time, next time she will take my money... are you still telling me to hold back?"

“You can't answer, right?”

The room fell silent.

“Nhu Yen…” he sighed, “So what do you want me to do?”

“Very simple.” I said, “On your side.”

“If you support me suing my mother... she will hate me for the rest of my life.”

“If you don't support me…” I looked straight at him, “I will hate you for the rest of my life.”

He stood between the two sides... he couldn't move forward, he couldn't retreat either.

“I can't force you to choose…”

“It wasn't me who caught it.” I spoke softly, "It was my mother who arrested me since she took my money."

“…Is there no other way?”

"Have." I nodded, "If you really want to resolve it peacefully."

“Give her a chance… but with conditions.”

His eyes immediately lit up:

“What conditions?”

“She must apologize directly to me and admit her behavior.”

“You must write clear, profitable debt papers.”

"And if you don't pay after the due date... immediately sell the house."

He was stunned for a few seconds, then nodded strongly:

“I'll go tell mom.”

“One week.” I repeated, “It's past the deadline… there's nothing left to say.”

He left in a hurry. I sat back in my room, feeling like everything was finally going right. I don't need to win... I just need to be fair. The next day, Lam Hao Nhien brought her mother-in-law over. She stood in front of the door, looking haggard, with red eyes. Obviously cried for a long time.

“Nhu Yen, mom came to apologize to me.” Lam Hao Nhien said.

My mother-in-law stood there, bowing her head, not daring to look at me.

“Mom, say it.” he gently nudged.

She looked up and looked at me He bent down again, his voice hoarse:

“Nhu Yen… I'm sorry.”

“Why sorry?” I asked, my voice cold.

“…Sorry for…taking your money.”

“Shut up, I can't hear you clearly.”

"Sorry! I took your money!" she almost screamed, tears falling non-stop.

“And then what?”

“Okay… I shouldn't have done that, I was wrong…”

“Where is wrong?”

“…The mistake is that you took the money without my consent.”

“What else?”

“…And… I shouldn't say it was you who gave it yourself…”

“…I shouldn't have used my child's money to buy a house for Tu Tu…”

“Still?”

She hesitated, her voice weakened:

“…I… don't remember anymore…”

I looked straight at her, every word clear:

“Mom should not blatantly say that my money is her money.

Don't take it for granted that buying a house for Tu Tu is a given. And you should not refuse to pay.”

“…Yes… all of that shouldn't…” she nodded repeatedly.

“Now mom knows it's wrong?”

“I know… I really know it's wrong…”

“So what are you going to do, Mom?”

“…I will pay.”

“What kind of payment?”