Chapter 8 — My Mother Stole 80,000,000 Yuan, And My Boyfriend Shows His True Form

Duong Vien immediately rushed forward and pulled me behind him.

"Old age is caused by being born early."

"That's not why it makes sense."

Vuong Que Phan was about to scold him again. Luckily, Truong Kien Quoc was finally able to pull her back.

"I'm so embarrassed."

After the Truong family came downstairs. The chat group continued to explode. Vuong Que Phan posted a video of my mother spreading salt.

"Everyone look."

"Tran Phuong Lan publicly insulted our Truong family."

"In a family like this, whoever marries that person is unlucky."

Truong Thac sent a sentence:

"It stops here."

Truong Thien Thien immediately continued:

"Brother, you are too honest."

"The mother and daughter bullied others and pretended to be victims."

Mom finished looking at it and then returned the phone to me.

"Don't be hasty."

"What are you waiting for?"

Mom opened the drawer. Take out another file.

"Wait for them to sign a stricter liability agreement."

The weekend was originally the day of the wedding. The hotel does not cancel. In the chat group, Vuong Que Phan announced that the party money was paid by the Truong family, canceling it would be a waste. So it was changed to a party to celebrate Truong Thac's promotion. By the way, invite relatives and friends to congratulate Truong Thac on his escape from suffering. When Duong Vien saw the screenshot. She bit the straw flat.

"It's truly shameless."

"Using your wedding venue to hold a promotion party?"

"You also paid half of the banquet deposit, right?"

"I'll pay."

"How much?"

"60,000 yuan."

Duong Vien slammed the table.

"Go get it back."

My mother raised her head from behind the counter.

"What do you want?"

Duong Vien and I looked at her at the same time. Mom was sitting downstairs at the grocery store, doing accounting. The sound of the abacus echoed continuously.

"The invitation has your name on it."

"I pay the hotel deposit."

"The food is also for you to try."

"Why can't you eat?"

Duong Vien was immediately excited.

"Auntie, I'll go with Tieu Hoa."

"Today, if you don't scold Vuong Que Phan to the point of doubting life, you will write the surname Duong upside down."

Mom threw me a black jacket.

"Wear this."

I bowed my head and looked. The shirt is very ordinary. Old to the point of discoloration.

"Mom did that on purpose, right?"

"Aren't you poor now?"

"Dress so beautifully, they won't believe it."

Duong Vien gave a thumbs up.

"Your acting is better than the movie I'm watching."

In the hotel lobby. Truong's relatives came in large numbers. The welcome sign at the door has not been completely replaced. It was originally written: Truong Thac ♥ Lam Tieu Hoa - One Hundred Years of Happiness. Now the three words "Lam Tieu Hoa" are stuck on red paper. Truong Thac – Open Future The red piece of paper is glued askew. Looks like a scar. Just walked in. The table closest to the door immediately fell silent. The first person to see me was Truong Thien Thien.

"The debtor is here."

Her voice was not small. The surrounding tables all turned their heads to look. Duong Vien immediately stepped forward.

"Please say it again."

Truong Thien Thien pouted.

"Am I wrong?"

"Lam Tieu Hoa still ran to my cousin's promotion party when he owed money."

"If you're not a debtor, what are you?"

I calmly said:

"I pay the deposit for this party."

Vuong Que Phan stood up from the main table.

"How about you pay the deposit?"

"Kiss without marriage."

"Do you still want to carry food home?"

I looked at her.

"I came to eat."

"We in the Truong family do not welcome you."

"So give me back my 60,000 yuan deposit."

Vuong Que Phan's face stiffened for a moment. But very quickly she straightened her back again.

"That's the money you voluntarily spent on the wedding."

"The marriage was canceled because your family caused trouble first."

"On what basis do you make us pay?"

Duong Vien smiled coldly.

"Using the wedding party as a promotion party."

"Food is not returned."

"Money doesn't pay."

"Still scolding people."

"Did you Truong family bury the abacus with your ancestors?"

Some relatives started whispering. Right at that moment. Truong Thac came out from inside. Today he is dressed very smartly. There is also a red flower on his chest. Looks like a groom. Which also doesn't look like the groom.

"Tieu Hoa."

"Why did you come here?"

I ask in return:

"Can't I come?"

He looked around. Then lower your voice.

"The leader of your agency also came today."

"Don't cause trouble."

I laughed.

"When did you say you would cause trouble?"

Vuong Que Phan immediately interjected:

"As soon as it comes, it's already causing trouble."

"Truong Thac, don't talk to him anymore."

"Let him out."

The hotel manager comes over. His face was full of awkwardness.

"Mr. Truong..."

"Miss Lam was indeed one of the people who paid for the original party order."

Vuong Que Phan glared at the manager.

"What do you mean?"

"Are you going to defend him?"

Management maintains a professional appearance.

"I'm not defending anyone."

"According to hotel regulations, Ms. Lam is one of the people who pays for the party reservation."

"So she had the right to attend."

That's another crack. Truong Thac's face became unsightly.