Chapter 8 — My grandmother tore up my admission notice, and tore up my status as a Thien Kim Hao Mon

In the office. People of the Tham family. People of the Lam family. Principal. All are present. Grandma kept muttering:

“No way…”

“No way…”

My father's voice was cold:

“Raised for eighteen years.”

“Is it possible to deny everything just by relying on blood and blood?”

Trieu Lan looked at me. His eyes seemed to be clinging to the last ray of hope. Tham Duyet sat next to Mrs. Tham. The corner of his lips also carried a forced smile. She looked at Mr. Tham.

“Open it.”

Mr. Tham opened the appraisal file. He only glanced once. The hand holding the paper suddenly stopped. Mrs. Tham immediately stood up.

“What was the result?”

Mr. Tham did not speak. Just quietly handed the paper to her. Mrs. Tham accepted it. Just looked down. Tears welled up. She quickly covered her mouth with her hand. Shoulders trembling non-stop. Uncle Tan looked towards me. His voice choked:

“Miss.”

“You are Tham Tri Ha.”

In the blink of an eye. The whole office seemed to explode. Grandma was limp in her chair. My father cursed loudly. Trieu Lan cried and crawled towards me.

“Nem Niem…”

“I raised you for eighteen years…”

Mrs. Tham walked over and hugged me. Her arms were very light. It's like I'm afraid that if I get a little stronger, I'll disappear.

“Mom found me.”

I didn't push her away. But I couldn't hug her back right away. The smile on Tham Duyet's face completely disappeared. She stood up.

“Congratulations.”

I looked at her. But right after that. She said again:

“If you're already back…”

“Shouldn't we also clarify how you lost your life that year?”

Mr. Tham immediately frowned.

“It's not something you should ask.”

Tham Duyet bowed his head. His face was full of self-pity.

“I'm just worried about my family being plotted by others.”

Grandma shouted:

“It was someone else's plan!”

She pointed straight at Trieu Lan.

“It was Trieu Lan who brought that baby back!”

Trieu Lan immediately raised her head. My father also shouted:

“Are you crazy, Mom?”

But my grandmother seemed to defy everything.

“It's all because of him!”

“If he hadn't told me that he was poor that year, would I have kept it?”

Trieu Lan cried and shook her head.

“It's not like that.”

I looked at her.

“So what is it?”

Trieu Lan looked at me. Lips trembled violently.

“That year…”

“Mom picked me up at the bus station.”

“At that time I had a high fever.”

“On me there was only this silver lock and a piece of paper.”

Mr. Tham immediately asked:

“Where is the piece of paper?”

Trieu Lan bowed her head.

“My mother burned me.”

Grandma immediately shouted:

"If you don't burn it, then wait until the Tham family comes to you?"

Mrs. Tham was so angry that she was shaking.

“What is written on the paper?”

Trieu Lan closed her eyes. After a while, he said:

“It's written on it…”

“Let's take this baby to the Tham family in Kinh Thi.”

“You will definitely receive great gratitude.”

Mr. Tham's face immediately changed. Even Uncle Tan's expression changed.

“What do you mean…”

“Didn't the young lady get kidnapped?”

“But someone deliberately took her out?”

Grandma gritted her teeth.

“Who knows!”

Right at that moment. Tham Duyet suddenly spoke up.

“That makes it even more strange.”

The whole room looked towards her.

“Would anyone take the Tham family's daughter to a small bus station in town?”

She looked at me.

“It's such a coincidence that you're back.”

“Where is the coincidence?”

Tham Duyet calmly replied:

“Last month, grandpa just revised his will.”

“If I can find my lost niece...”

“Half of the trust fund in your name will be transferred to that person as surplus next.”

Mrs. Tham immediately shouted:

“Tham Duyet!”

But it's late. Grandma's eyes lit up.

“Trust fund?”

Even my father raised his head. Trieu Lan looked at me blankly. That moment. I finally understood. Some people are afraid of my return. Some people want me to return. The Lam family was afraid that the secret of that year would be exposed. As for the Tham family... It seems like there are people who don't want me to appear. Mr. Tham said in a deep voice:

“Tri Ha does not have to immediately return to Kinh Thi.”

But Tham Duyet replied:

“Grandpa has already sent someone to pick him up.”

Right at that moment. Outside the door, there was the sound of a walking stick hitting the ground. An old but majestic voice rang out:

“Is my biological niece going to the Tham family or not…”

“It's not your turn to decide to replace it yet.”

Everyone turned their heads simultaneously. A gray-haired old man stood at the door. His eyes were red. He looked at me for a long time. As if wanting to make up for eighteen years of separation with just one look.

“Grandpa came to pick me up.”

Right at that moment. Grandma suddenly rushed forward.

“Mr. Tham!”

“You can't take it away!”

Mr. Tham looked at her. Grandma's face was filled with panic. She pointed at me. Then shouted:

“Because if he returns to the Tham family…”

“Whoever harmed him that year will no longer be able to hide it!”

Mr. Tham paused. The walking stick hit the ground heavily.

“The one who harmed it?”

Grandma opened her mouth. Tham Duyet's face also suddenly changed. My father immediately rushed forward to cover my grandmother's mouth. I stepped forward.

“Let grandma talk.”

Grandmother forcefully pushed his hand away.