Chapter 11 — My Mother Stole 80,000,000 Yuan, And My Boyfriend Shows His True Form

Tieu Hoang didn't know when he appeared, standing at the door and raising his hand.

"I know how to make videos."

The whole hall immediately burst into laughter. Vuong Que Phan was so angry that he almost rushed forward, but luckily Truong Kien Quoc was able to pull him back. Truong Thac closed his eyes for a few seconds. Finally, take out another card.

"I'm going to the counter to pay now."

The general manager nodded. He walked towards the reception desk. I also followed. A "ting" sounded. Successful transaction. 60,000 yuan was refunded to my account. The cashier gave me the receipt. My mother took it and looked at it. Then stuffed it straight into my bag.

"Alright."

The entire Truong family was stunned. Vuong Que Phan shouted:

"Are you still eating?"

My mother calmly pulled out a chair and sat down.

"My daughter pays once."

"Your son paid again."

"It turns out..."

"...I won't lose money at this banquet table twice."

Duong Vien pulled me to sit down.

"Tieu Hoa."

"Eat shrimp."

Truong Thac stood next to the reception desk. Looks like someone just took off his suit. Truong Thien Thien ran over.

"What to do now?"

"The leaders are all gone."

Vuong Que Phan's voice also began to choke.

"Mom said it from the beginning."

"Don't let it in."

Truong Kien Quoc sadly said:

"Let the relatives finish eating first."

"Don't continue to lose face."

This meal was extremely awkward. At first, Truong's relatives were still waiting to see my joke. As a result, everyone now bows their heads to eat. Someone picked up a shrimp. Got it halfway and then put it down. It's as if that shrimp knows how to scold people. My mother slowly ate half a bowl of rice. Suddenly asked:

"Has Truong Thac signed the marriage annulment?"

"What about a liability waiver?"

Mom glanced at Truong Thac.

"He will sign."

I don't understand.

"If the marriage has been annulled, why still sign?"

Mom picked up a piece of fish. Carefully remove the bones.

"Because he's afraid I'll change my mind."

On the way back. Duong Vien laughed and scolded the whole way.

"Today Vuong Que Phan's face is as green as a banana leaf."

"She still wants you to apologize."

"As a result, the leader saw with his own eyes that her son used someone else's wedding party money to hold a promotion party."

"Deserve it."

But I don't feel so happy. Truong Thac's eyes looked at me in front of the hotel door, making me very uncomfortable. That's not regret. It's resentment. Like a nail. Silently pinned behind your back. Ten o'clock that evening. He sent me a text message.

"Tieu Hoa."

"You're a bit too much today."

I replied:

"60,000 yuan received."

His message came quickly.

"Let's meet and talk."

"Let's make things clear once."

"Including my debt of 2,000,000 yuan."

"And the division of responsibilities after annulment of marriage."

When my mother saw the message, she burst out laughing.

"The fish took the bait."

The next day. I met Truong Thac at the coffee shop next to the Civil Affairs Department. He carried a bag of documents. As soon as I sat down, he pushed me.

"This is the additional agreement I asked someone to prepare."

I opened it to see. The content is even more heartfelt than the marriage annulment declaration. Lam Tieu Hoa confirmed that all personal debts are not related to Truong Thac. Lam Tieu Hoa and his relatives are not allowed to claim any property rights from Truong Thac and his family under the pretext of marriage, love or preparing for a wedding together. From the date of signing, the two sides completely terminated all economic relations. I raised my head to look at him.

"Are you afraid I'll cling to you?"

Truong Thac replied:

"I'm afraid of your mother."

"I'm the one whose mother took all the money."

"What are you afraid of her for?"

"I could have forced you to bear the debt."

"Then I can force you to come back and find me."

I looked at him.

"Truong Thac."

"You said it before."

"After I get married, I won't let me suffer any self-pity."

His gaze shifted out the window.

"People have to face reality."

"That means I don't have any more money now?"

He frowned.

"Tieu Hoa."

"Don't talk so harshly."

"Hard to hear is what I said..."

"...or what you do?"

His voice was heavy.

"I'm already very affectionate."

"In return, it's someone else."

"I know you have a debt of 2,000,000 yuan."

"It's long gone."

"I'm still sitting here explaining everything to you."

I nodded. This time it was his turn to be shocked. Perhaps I didn't expect everything to go so smoothly.

"Did you read carefully?"

I took the pen and signed. He also signed. Once completed. He put the two agreements in his file bag. The whole person clearly relaxed.

"Tieu Hoa."

"Hopefully we will all live well in the future."

I looked at him.

"It certainly will."

He stood up to leave. Just then the phone rang. Vuong Que Phan's voice rang out from the other end of the line.

"Remember to make it written clearly."

"Don't let him come back later and say the release money is fake and then find you and cause trouble."

"And his mother."

"Who knows if that kind of person is pretending to be poor to test their hearts or not."

"Tell him to add a clause to sever relations."

"Write as tightly as possible."

Truong Thac's face immediately changed. Quickly lower the volume. But I heard it all. He didn't dare look at me.

"My mother is just afraid of trouble."

I pushed the coffee cup aside.

"Then add one more clause."

He raised his head.

"Any property disputes between me and my mother have nothing to do with you."

"No matter how the money from the other three buildings is handled in the future..."

"...you don't have the right to ask any more questions."

Truong Thac's eyes wavered slightly.

"Are you sure?"

He immediately called the staff to bring him paper and pen. Write additional terms yourself. Very strong writing. The last stroke even tore the paper. He put his file bag away. For the first time since the annulment, I saw him genuinely smile.

"Tieu Hoa."

"Actually you're very good."

"It's just that my mother is too strong."

"If this hadn't happened."

"Will you marry me?"

"Sure."

"If my mother doesn't take the money."

"But make us sign an independent property agreement before marriage."

"Do you sign?"

He stopped. A moment later he said:

"Between husband and wife..."

"...it shouldn't be calculated so clearly."

I got it. It's not that he doesn't like to calculate. He just doesn't want me to do the math.