Chapter 14 — My Mother Stole 80,000,000 Yuan, And My Boyfriend Shows His True Form

I pushed the list towards him.

"What I have for you..."

"...new is without price."

"And the things you have for me..."

"...there was a price list from the beginning."

Truong Thac's face stiffened. There were more and more people watching. A shopping center cleaning lady was passing by dragging a mop. After hearing a few sentences, she couldn't help but speak up:

"Young man."

"Request back all the flowers you gave me..."

"...it's not pretty."

Truong Thac's face became even more unsightly. He stood up.

"Forget it."

"I don't need those anymore."

Duong Vien immediately continued:

"I don't need it."

"But we need it."

"Is your air conditioner unplugged?"

Truong Thac turned around and left. Duong Vien even deliberately called out:

"Truong Thac."

"Don't run."

"Don't your relatives really like to talk?"

"Post two lists to the group."

"Let everyone figure out who is worse off in the end."

I pulled her back. Duong Vien was so angry that he stomped his feet.

"Are you stopping again?"

I calmly replied:

"I posted it."

She was stunned. I showed her the phone. Right when Truong Thac asked for his flower money back. I sent both lists to the relative group. The group was silent for a full thirty seconds. Tieu Hoang then sent a message.

"The flower still wants it back..."

"...you don't pay for air conditioning?"

I don't know when he was pulled into the group by a relative of the Truong family to chat. Then forget to kick it out. Vuong Que Phan immediately jumped up.

"Who are you?"

Tieu Hoang replied immediately:

"I fix phones."

"By the way, will you also fix your face?"

Duong Vien laughed so hard he banged the table repeatedly. This is the second small counterattack. The Truong family's relatives immediately rioted. Truong Thac's aunt:

"Que Phan, was the air conditioner really bought by someone else?"

Truong Thac's uncle:

"Don't make it too big of a deal about money."

"It's not a pretty face."

Truong Thien Thien:

"Lam Tieu Hoa, are you sick?"

"Does my birthday gift count?"

Duong Vien snatched my phone. Quickly answer:

"Your brother even included flowers."

"So what's with a birthday bracelet that doesn't count?"

Vuong Que Phan continuously sent a recording more than a minute long. I didn't bother opening it. That evening. Truong Thac stood waiting for me downstairs. Under the street lights. In his hand he held an unlit cigarette.

"Tieu Hoa."

"You overdid things in the group today."

I ask again:

"When your whole family scolded me..."

"...isn't that too much?"

"Your mother is old."

"This sentence again."

He angrily broke the cigarette in his hand.

"I admit my family has some harsh words."

"But what my mother did is also true."

"She took 80,000,000 yuan."

"Forcing me to bear the debt."

"It's the truth."

I looked at him.

"And then what?"

"So you should hate me..."

"...it's not you."

I quietly looked at him. He took a step forward. Lowered voice.

"I can help you."

"As long as you agree to sue your mother."

"I know someone."

"Can you help me get my money back?"

"What if I get it back?"

He stopped.

"At least I don't have to carry debt anymore."

I raised my eyebrows.

"Then we get back together?"

He didn't immediately deny it.

"Tieu Hoa."

"We inherently have an emotional foundation."

I almost burst out laughing.

"Truong Thac."

"Didn't you sign a document terminating all economic relations? then what?"

He looked at me.

"Agreement can be canceled."

"As long as both sides agree."

Right at that moment. From the second floor came my mother's voice.

"If you're daydreaming, you should choose a cheap pillow."

"Don't dream so expensive."

Truong Thac raised his head. Mom is standing on the second floor balcony. In hand, hold a basin of water to wash vegetables.

"I just want good things for Tieu Hoa."

Mother coldly replied:

"You stand a little closer."

"I also want to be good for the cement floor down there."

Truong Thac's face turned pale. He turned and left. At the beginning of the alley, he turned his head to look at me. There was no emotion left in those eyes. Only resentment remains after the calculation is exposed. Day nine. I was stopped by someone downstairs. The person who came was Vuong Que Phan and three of his maternal relatives. An aunt wearing a purple floral dress. A sister-in-law with curly hair. And a nephew who is nearly six feet tall. Just saw me. Vuong Que Phan threw a stack of papers straight in his face.

"Lam Tieu Hoa."

"Your mother owes money."

"On what basis can people make fun of my son?"

"You have to post a statement today."

"Make it clear that canceling the marriage is your family's fault."

"It's not wrong to say that our Truong family is right."

Papers were flying all over the ground. I bent down to look. It was a pre-printed apology statement by her. The content clearly states:

"I admit to hiding a large debt."

"Damaging the honor of Truong Thac and his family."

"I voluntarily apologize publicly."

Right at that moment. Duong Vien just bought breakfast. See this scene. She left the cup of soy milk in her hand.

"Wang Guifen."

"You went out without brushing your teeth this morning, right?"

The purple-shirted aunt immediately rushed up.

"Young lady, why are you speaking so rudely?"

"Adults teach juniors."

"What does it have to do with you?"

Tang Yuan crossed his arms.

"What kind of onion are you?"

The curly-haired sister-in-law immediately turned on her phone to record a video.

"Everyone look at this."

"Lam Tieu Hoa owes money and doesn't pay."

"And let my friend scold the adults."

I calmly asked:

"Who do I owe?"

Vuong Que Phan immediately seized the opportunity.

"You owe 2,000,000 yuan."

"The whole Nam Kieu village knows."

"Who do I owe?"

She choked.

"Your mother owes."

"Now turn to you."

I ask again:

"Who is the creditor?"

Vuong Que Phan could not answer. Right at that moment. Mom came out of the grocery store. In his hand he held a shovel to scoop melon seeds.

"The creditor is me."

Vuong Que Phan's eyes immediately lit up.

"Did you hear that?"

"She admitted it herself."

Mom nodded.

"I am the creditor."

"For that 2,000,000 yuan..."

"...I lent it to myself."