Chapter 6 — My Loved One, I Set You Free

Nguyen Sanh Sanh opened his mouth but couldn't say a word.

“Youngest uncle, listen to my explanation…”

“Ah, that's right. I almost forgot something.”

Hoo Lang Da burst out laughing.

"That year, the jade pendant you used to recognize yourself was the same thing I gave to the benefactor who saved my life. Where did you get it from?"

Nguyen Sanh Sanh's face finally turned pale. Pho Tranh Nhien frowned and walked up.

"Youngest uncle, what do you mean now? Sanh Sanh cannot deceive..."

“Shut up.”

Hoo Lang Da didn't even look at him. He just calmly ordered someone to bring another part of the document. The story that Nguyen Sanh Sanh and her mother were raised in Van Thanh is true. But on Tet that year, Nguyen Sanh Sanh was brought back by my father to please Mr. Nguyen. On the twenty-ninth day of December, she returned to Van Thanh. The day my mother took me to Van Thanh was the fifteenth day of the December month. On that night of heavy snowfall, when I met the boy about to starve to death on the street, Nguyen Sanh Sanh had not yet returned to Van Thanh. She absolutely cannot appear on that street. Timeline does not match. Hoac Lang Da threw the document straight into Nguyen Sanh Sanh's face. The papers fell all over the ground. Nguyen Sanh Sanh took a step back, her beautiful face filled with panic.

"Youngest uncle, this is all about twenty years ago. How can you investigate so accurately? The person who saved you that year was really you!"

A clumsy lie. Huo Lang Da didn't listen any more. He turned and walked towards the ICU, kneeling for a long time in front of the door. From the corner of his eyes flowed a stream of bloody tears. Inside the door is me. My body was covered in blood, my life and death were unknown. His true life-saving benefactor. The person was pushed into the abyss by his own hand. No one present had ever seen Hoac Lang Da cry. Never before. Even when he was a child, wandering the streets, about to starve to death, he never shed a single tear. But now, he knelt in front of the ICU door, his face stained with tears and blood. In the end he regretted it, but it was all too late. My consciousness sank into boundless darkness. I don't know if I can wake up or not. Hoac Lang Da did not immediately deal with Nguyen Sanh Sanh. He investigated everything she had done over the years, not missing anything. Therefore, he also knows her true face. For example, Nguyen Sanh Sanh's infertility medical record is fake. Because right now, she is carrying Pho Tranh Nhien's child in her belly. All the statements like "my body is damaged, I can't give birth", or "let my sister give me back a child" are all lies. It was all just a meticulously designed humiliation show. There is only one purpose. Drives me crazy, makes me riot, makes me struggle and leads to destruction. Hoc Lang Da threw all the evidence in front of Pho Tranh Nhien. Pho Tranh Nhien picked up the documents on the ground, his face immediately turned pale.

“It is impossible… Sanh Sanh is clear…”

“Clear what?”

Hoac Lang Da's voice was as cold as ice.

“Clearly lied to you for six years, or clearly used you to kill Khe Khe's mother?”

Pho Tranh Nhien's lips moved but no sound came out. Everything has been exposed. Nguyen Sanh Sanh finally panicked. Just as she was about to run, she was coldly blocked by two bodyguards dressed in black road. The number was exactly the same as the number of bodyguards she had instigated to arrange to guard me. She turned her head, facing Hoo Lang Da's eyes that no longer had any temperature. For the first time, she felt genuine fear. Pho Tranh Nhien looked at the report in his hand, as if his whole body had been drained of blood. He remembered three years ago, when Nguyen Khe's mother stood at the edge of the terrace, the last words she said were:

“You will regret it.”

A word comes true.