Chapter 19 — My sister gave birth and then left. I took the baby and knocked on the door of my great-grandfather's house

“Can we take that out now?”

Hua Kien Cong's face immediately turned pale. He knew that his last trump card could no longer be held. He tremblingly reached into his pocket and pulled out a package carefully wrapped in parchment paper. It was a very old, yellowed envelope. Assistant Ly received it and respectfully gave it to Co Du Chau. Co Du Chau opened the envelope. Pull out a piece of paper from inside. It's a...birth certificate. The name on it is clearly written in two words. Date of birth, eighteen years ago. In the parents' names section, write two names that are completely unfamiliar to me. On Chinh Hoanh, To Nha. Co Du Chau looked at the birth certificate, his eyes immediately turned red.

“That's right… Your mother's surname is To, she hopes you will always be remembered by others.”

“I should name you On Niem.”

He turned to look at me, in his eyes was the joy of finding the treasure, and also deep pain.

“This is my name.”

I looked at the birth certificate and was stunned. My name is... On Niem. So I'm not really a child of the Hua family. So Hua Kien Cong and the others... Co Du Chau's eyes were as sharp as knives, shooting towards the two people on the ground.

“How did you get her?”

“Who is behind!”

Faced with Co Du Chau's overwhelming power and clear evidence of steel. The defensive psychology of Hua Kien Cong and Trieu Lan completely collapsed. They compete to reveal all the stories of the past. Eighteen years ago. A mysterious man came to them. Give them a large sum of money. Tell them to adopt a new born baby girl. That man advised them. There is no need to treat the baby well. We must even try to torment it, oppress it, and make it become self-conscious and weak. Let it forever not know its true identity. Every once in a while, that man sends them a sum of money. Until today.

“Who is that man!”

Co Du Chau's voice carried murderous intent.

“We… we don't know either!”

Hua Kien Cong was so scared that he wet his pants.

“We have never seen his real face, every time he comes he wears a hat and a mask!”

“I only know that his name is Qin, he is a boss with a lot of money!”

Co Du Chau and I were startled at the same time! A name appeared in both of our minds at the same time. Tan Ngu Nhien! Qin family!

“It turns out they are…”

Co Du Chau clenched his fists, his joints cracking.

“Good, very good…”

Right now. Co Du Chau's phone rang loudly. It was assistant Ly calling. His voice carried unprecedented impatience and heaviness.

"General Gu! It's in great danger!"

"Tin Ngu Nhien brought the entire Qin family to the Co family's house!"

“She said she wanted to announce a terrible secret in front of all her relatives!”

“A secret about the lady's true identity!”

Co family's main house. Once again there were many guests. But the atmosphere this time was completely different from the previous family reception party. A scent of tension and murderous aura spread in the air. All the core members of the Co family were called back by a call from the old man. They sat in the living room, whispering loudly, each with a look of confusion and insecurity on their faces. Right in the middle of the living room. Tan Ngu Nhien wore a long black dress, with a cold and arrogant expression on her face. Like a haughty black swan about to declare victory. Standing behind her is her father, the current head of the Qin family, Tan Chan Hung. A middle-aged man looks elegant and gentle on the outside, but hidden deep in his eyes is cunning and cruelty. They are the main characters of today. He is also the mastermind who causes so much trouble.

“President Qin.”

Old man Gu sat on the grand master's chair, his face as calm as water, not angry but majestic.

“How many people did you bring to break into my Co family's house today?”

"And you said you wanted to expose my niece-in-law's identity?"

“You better give me a reasonable explanation.”

"If not, don't blame Gu for not thinking about love for so many years!"

The old man's voice carried a thousand pounds of weight. Making everyone present feel the pressure. But Tan Chan Hung smiled. He pushed his gold-framed glasses up the bridge of his nose and said slowly:

“Old man, don't be angry.”

“I didn't come here today to cause trouble.”

“I came to help the Co family clean up the house.”

He paused, his voice suddenly rising.