Chapter 16 — My grandmother tore up my admission notice, and tore up my status as a Thien Kim Hao Mon

Right at that moment. Luong Am also ran over. She stood at the door.

“Teacher.”

“Our whole class wants to submit a petition.”

Everyone was stunned. Luong Am raised the phone.

“Thirty-six students in the class.”

“Thirty-four people signed their names to support Tri Ha.”

A teacher laughed.

“So who are the other two?”

Luong Am looked at Tham Duyet.

“One is her.”

“The other one is her best friend.”

Laughter immediately rang out in the room. Tham Duyet's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. Review results have been restored. I officially received the scholarship. Exit the staff room. Tham Duyet stopped me.

“You are very pleased, right?”

I looked at her.

“Every time I lose, I ask this question.”

“Don't you feel tired?”

She gritted her teeth.

“Do you think I will always lose?”

I shrugged.

“Then win once and let me see.”

Tham Duyet was so angry that he was shaking. She raised her hand. Want to slap me. I don't dodge. Because the hallway is full of people right now. Her hand stopped in midair. I looked straight into her eyes.

“Don't you really like being the victim?”

Her lips trembled. Finally lower your hand. Tears immediately fell.

“You only know how to force me.”

I laughed.

“I'm just standing here.”

The eyes of the people around her looking at her immediately changed. Tham Duyet bit her lip. Then turned around and ran away. She won't stop. And the next time. It will definitely be a bigger deal. Not long after. News came from the old villa. Mr. Tham fell ill. The entire Tham family immediately returned. When I arrived. The living room was filled with people. The second aunt cried the loudest.

“Dad was still healthy last night.”

“Why did you suddenly fall sick this morning?”

Tham Duyet stood next to him. Both eyes were red.

"Grandpa has been worrying too much lately because of my sister's affairs."

In the blink of an eye. All eyes were on me. Second uncle sighed.

“Tri Ha just returned.”

“Do not understand the family situation clearly.”

“It's unavoidable that it makes me sad.”

Mrs. Tham was so angry that she stood up.

“What do you mean?”

Second aunt immediately said:

“Sister-in-law, don't misunderstand.”

“We don't blame her.”

I walked in front of her.

“Second aunt.”

“Do you have a conclusion yet?”

The second aunt paused.

“Still checking.”

“Then why are you crying so much?”

Her expression immediately changed. A relative whispered:

“This kid talks too much.”

I turned my head to look at that person.

“Grandpa is still checking.”

“But you concluded that I made him sick.”

“You're faster than the doctor.”

The other person immediately fell silent. Right at that moment. Uncle Tan came down from upstairs.

“The old man is awake.”

“He wants to meet Tri Ha.”

The second aunt immediately stopped it.

“Dad is weak.”

“Don't let her agitate him more.”

Uncle Tan calmly replied:

“The old man called her by name.”

I went straight upstairs. Mr. Tham lay on the bed. The face is a bit pale. But the spirit is still very good. Just saw me. He brought a file.

“Someone wants to take advantage of your illness.”

“Remove your name from the list of charity fund supervisors.”

I take it. Turn a few pages. Then raise your head.

“Is it the second uncle?”

Old man Tham smiled slightly. A smile full of meaning.

“I guess.”

I looked at the file in my hand. Below is the proposed signature. It's not just the second uncle's name. But there was also a name that made me pause a bit. And that... Seems new just the tip of the iceberg. Mr. Tham looked at me and smiled slightly.

“I guessed very quickly.”

I opened the file. Inside is a formal proposal. Proposer: Tham Minh Thanh. The reason is very clear: Tham Tri Ha is still young, her status has just changed, the outside controversy has not ended, and she is not suitable to participate in supervising the family's charity fund. I closed the file.

“What does grandpa want me to do?”

Mr. Tham replied:

“There's a family meeting tomorrow night.”

“I'll answer it myself.”

I nodded. He took out an old, yellowed phone number book from the drawer.

“Before I went missing that year.”

“He once received a phone call.”

“The information is in here.”

I opened to the last page. There was a landline number circled in red pen. Mr. Tham looked at me.

“That's your office phone number.”

I raised my head. He was also looking at me.

“You don't want to doubt your son.”

“But I don't want to lose my niece again.”

The next night. The family meeting took place at the old mansion. The second uncle sat right next to Mr. Tham's position. He placed the proposal on the table.

“Tri Ha is still in school.”

“The work of charity funds is too complicated.”

“The immediate cost is for Duyet Duyet to support management.”

Tham Duyet was stunned. Then immediately bowed his head. The corners of the lips curled slightly. Second aunt also laughed.

“Yet Duyet is familiar with the situation of the Tham family.”

“I understand the rules again.”

I spoke up:

“I object.”

Second uncle looked at me.

“This is a family meeting.”

“Not a school debate competition.”

I put the phone book on the table.

“So let's talk about family.”

The moment I saw the notebook. The second uncle's face changed slightly.

“Eighteen years ago.”

“Who uses this phone number?”

The second aunt immediately intervened.

“It's been so long.”

“Who can remember?”