Chapter 15
Chapter 15 — My Mother Stole 80,000,000 Yuan, And My Boyfriend Shows His True Form
"What do I admit?"
"I said he owes me 2,000,000 yuan."
"The debt between us and our mother..."
"...what does it have to do with your Truong family?"
The aunt in the purple flower shirt pointed straight at my mother.
"Your kind of mother is truly rare."
"Hurt your own daughter and still speak so eloquently."
My mother placed the melon seed shovel firmly on the counter.
"Your kind of relative is rare."
"Eight streets away and running to take care of other people's affairs."
"Did Vuong Que Phan pay for the car fare for you?"
Many tenants began to gather around. This time, Mr. Tran Tam no longer sat and munched on melon seeds. In his hand he held exactly 27 yuan.
"Miss Tran."
"I came to pay the water bill."
Mom looked at him. Old Tam Tran put down another 0.5 yuan coin. Then stand aside and continue watching. Seeing more and more people. Vuong Que Phan became even more enthusiastic.
"Tran Phuong Lan."
"I didn't come here today to argue."
"I came to demand justice for my son."
"You and your mother have affected the reputation of the Truong family."
"Makes people think my son hates being poor and likes being rich."
"Today you must correct yourself."
"Correct what?"
Right at that moment. Truong Thac stepped out from behind the crowd. Apparently he didn't want to appear in person. But it still comes in the end.
"Tieu Hoa."
"Post a statement."
"Say we part ways peacefully."
"It has nothing to do with anyone's right or wrong."
I looked at the apology note on the ground.
"Is this called peace?"
Truong Thac glanced at Vuong Que Phan. Voice full of fatigue.
"Your mother writes too much."
"It can be fixed."
Duong Vien immediately scolded:
"Your family held a knife to someone's throat."
"Then he said he could change the color of the knife handle."
Truong Thac did not pay attention to her. Just look at me.
"Tieu Hoa."
"Someone has already discussed this matter at my office."
"I posted those lists to the group."
"It affects me a lot."
"So you want me to take care of it?"
"Don't have to shoulder the burden."
"It's minimizing losses."
I laughed.
"Reducing losses for whom?"
His voice lowered.
"We don't need to work to the point where the fish die and the net tears."
My mother suddenly spoke up.
"Truong Thac."
"Think carefully before using that sentence."
"I don't know whether the fish died or not."
"But the net is definitely mine."
Truong Thac's face stiffened. Vuong Que Phan lost patience.
"Don't waste any more words on them."
"Lam Tieu Hoa."
"You didn't sign today."
"I'll go put stickers all over your tenant's door."
"Let everyone know that you are the type of woman who is in debt and pretends to be rich."
The nephew next to him took out a roll of tape. My mother glanced at me.
"Try posting one."
The other person smirked.
"Who are you threatening?"
He walked to the wall next to the door. Press up the apology paper. But it hasn't been fixed yet. A hand stuck out from the side. The paper was torn in half instantly. It's Tieu Hoang. He stuffed the screwdriver into his pocket.
"I just painted this wall."
"Have you asked me to post junk ads here?"
The nephew pushed him hard.
"Less meddle in other people's affairs."
Tieu Hoang was pushed back one step. Face immediately turned red. Right then. The tenants on the upper floor also came down.
"What are you doing?"
"Dare to hit someone in Ms. Tran's house?"
"Call the police."
"Wang Guifen."
"Isn't it enough that your family annulled the marriage?"
"Still coming come to the door and cause trouble?"
Vuong Que Phan completely did not expect that the tenants would side with me. The momentum weakened a bit. But quickly shouted again:
"His tenants."
"Of course we have to defend it."
Tran Lao Tam walked out.
"I owe money for water."
"Being demanded by Ms. Tran for three months."
"And yet I don't hate her that much yet."
"You guys broke off the engagement and then came back and stomped on me."
"That's a bit too much."
Vuong Que Phan immediately choked. Until now. The new cracks are really visible. Truong Thac's face was hot. He reached out to pull his mother. Vuong Que Phan shook his hand away.
"I'm not going."
"It's not sorry."
"I'm not going either."
My mother took out her phone.
"Then I'll call the police."
"Someone came to the door to cause trouble."
"Still planning to put up stickers insulting others."
Truong Thac immediately panicked.
"There's no need for that."
Mom said as she dialed the number. But I haven't had time to call yet. Vuong Que Phan suddenly sat down on the ground. While beating his thighs and crying.
"There are no more heavenly principles."
"Landlords bully honest people."
"My son was almost killed by their mother and son."
"Now I still want to call the police to arrest me."
The curly-haired sister-in-law immediately raised her phone to film. The purple-flowered aunt also chimed in.
"Let's decide."
"Her daughter owed money and the marriage was annulled."
"Now, even if others say it, you won't be allowed to say it."
The crowd around grew larger and larger. I looked at Vuong Que Phan sitting on the ground. Looking at Truong Thac standing still next to him. Suddenly I understood. He didn't come today to reconcile. He came to force me to bow. Just let me post that statement. He will escape all the ridicule. Mom turned to look at me.
"Lam Tieu Hoa."
"Sign or not?"
Truong Thac also looked at me.
"Tieu Hoa."
"Just one sentence."
"Don't let things be irreparable."
I bent down to pick up the apology note. Duong Vien immediately panicked.
"Tieu Hoa!"
I hold the pen. Write down three big words. No way. Then give it back to Truong Thac.
"This is my statement."
Vuong Que Phan's crying suddenly stopped for a second. Truong Thac stared at the three words on the paper. His face became more and more ugly. He crumpled the paper in his hand.
"Lam Tieu Hoa."
"Then you'll regret it."
My mother took a step forward.
"Does he regret it or not..."
"...it's not your turn to announce."
Right at that moment. Mom's phone suddenly rang.