Chapter 3 — My sister gave birth and then left. I took the baby and knocked on the door of my great-grandfather's house

“Your sister is so great, how about you help her a little?”

“We are one family!”

“One person?”

I repeat these three words, feeling extremely ironic.

“In your eyes, I have never been family.”

“I am just a tool that can be sacrificed at any time.”

“Trieu Lan, I will inform you.”

“Starting today, I am breaking ties with your family.”

“Don't look for me from now on.”

“You don't want to see this child again.”

Trieu Lan's voice was distorted with anger.

"Hua Niem! You betrayed! Do you believe I told your father to come to school and make a scene!"

“Let all your classmates know you're a pregnant slut!”

My voice remained calm.

“Then I'm afraid you'll be disappointed.”

“I'm not at school right now.”

“I am in a place that you will never find in your entire life.”

“Furthermore, the baby you mentioned has returned to his biological father.”

Trieu Lan was stunned.

“Who is his biological father?”

“You have no right to know.”

I coldly said:

“You just need to know, that person has ten thousand times more money and ten thousand times more power than you.”

“If you dare to do something wrong.”

“I can't guarantee that you can still live peacefully in this city.”

I speak the truth. Although Co Du Chau hasn't said anything. But I know, with his status, wanting to vaporize two ordinary people is easier than crushing an ant to death. The other end of the line was completely silent. I can imagine Trieu Lan's pale face from shock and fear. When dealing with this type of person, reasoning is useless. It can only be more cruel than her. I don't want to waste anymore saliva on her.

“Also, don't use the police to threaten me.”

"I'm keeping all the audio files of you forcing me to raise the child instead of Hua Thanh."

“It's time to see who the police arrest.”

Having finished speaking, without waiting for her to react, I hung up the phone. Then, drag that phone number to the blacklist. The world is finally pure. I breathed a sigh of relief, feeling like the rock that had been weighing me down for the past eighteen years had finally been lifted. The living room is very quiet. I turned around and discovered that Assistant Ly had already left. The large villa only left me and a few maids downstairs, along with the little creature sleeping soundly in my arms. Right now. My old phone vibrated again. It's a strange number. I frowned and pressed the listen button. From the other end of the line came a familiar, but even more fake, voice. It's my father, Hua Jiangong.

“Nim Niem.”

His voice sounded filled with concern.

“Where are you now?”

“Your mother is about to go crazy with impatience.”

“She's not impatient, but angry.”

I spoke blandly, my voice lacking any emotion.

“It's because this tool has escaped her control.”

Hua Kien Cong on the other end of the line choked. Perhaps he didn't expect that someone who was always obedient and submissive like me could utter such thorny words.

“Nien Niem, how are you talking to mom?”

He quickly adjusted, replacing it with a painful and sorrowful tone.

“Parents just want the best for their children.”

"Your sister has a future, will she forget her biological sister?"

“Now I hug the baby and hide Let's go, what kind of system will come out?

“Listen to dad, go home quickly.”

I laughed.

“Go back to that place called home, continue to make free osin for you guys?”

“Then wait until you find an idiot with money, then pack me and the baby up and sell them to make money?”

“Hua Kien Cong, stop acting, don't you feel tired?”

I'm so lazy that I don't even bother to call out "Dad". Hua Kien Cong's breathing clearly became heavier. The mask of fake kindness finally appeared a few cracks.

“Hua Niem, don't drink the wine you're invited to drink and then want to drink the wine as punishment!”

“Your parents raised you so much, you repay us like that?”

My voice suddenly rose, all the self-pity and anger I had suppressed for the past eighteen years exploded at this moment.

“How do you feed me?”

“From childhood to adulthood, new clothes are my sister's, old clothes are mine!”

“The chicken thighs are my sister's, the broth is mine!”

“You guys signed her up for the most expensive extra classes, took her to piano lessons and drawing lessons!”

“And yet I refuse to buy even my fifty-yuan reference book!”

"Tell me I'm not qualified to go to school, it's a waste of money!"

"Now she has achieved fame and is about to go abroad to study."

“You guys immediately wanted to sacrifice me, force me to raise the children for her, ruining my whole life!”

“Is this the kindness of nurturing you speak of?”

“Is this the family you talk about?”

I spoke at length, my chest heaving violently. My eye sockets were hot, but I tried to hold back and not let the tears fall. Shedding tears for this type of person is not worth it. The other end of the line fell silent for a long time. Hua Kien Cong was probably shocked by my words. After a while, he spoke in a cold, dark voice:

“Are you done talking yet?”

“After you finish speaking, prick up your ears and listen carefully.”

“Hua Niem, I've known for a long time that you're a white-eyed wolf that can't be raised.”

“I'll tell you the truth.”

“We never intended to let you raise that child for the rest of your life.”

"We have investigated, that child's father is the eldest young master of the Co family!"

"I originally intended for you to take care of him for a few years. When the time is right, we will take the baby to the Co family to ask for a large sum of money!"

"At that time, the three of us will take the money and go abroad to find your sister and reunite our family!"

“What about you?”

“You were originally just an accident, just a piece of junk!”

“Boom” sound.

I felt like my head had just exploded. It turns out that's it. Turns out this was their whole plan. I am not a tool. I don't even count as a tool. I'm just a temporary trash can to preserve tools. Once used, you can throw it away at any time. How ridiculous. Yet I still hold unrealistic illusions about them.

“I understand.”

My voice was terrifyingly calm.

“I understand everything.”

“Hua Kien Cong, Trieu Lan.”

"I wish you two never get that money in your whole life."

"I wish Hua Thanh a bright future, but in the end, he will be ruined."

I hesitated for a moment, muttering each word:

“I will live better than all of you.”

“So good that every time you think of me, you get crazy jealous.”

After speaking, I hung up again and blocked the number. Putting the phone down, my whole body was shaking. Not out of fear, but out of anger.

“Talk Are you done yet?”

A low, cold voice suddenly rang out from the door. I suddenly raised my head. Since when has Co Du Chau been standing there? He changed into a dark home outfit, losing some of his sharpness in the market, but adding some indescribable pressure. In his hand he held a bag of documents. He walked towards me step by step. My eyes fell on my face that was red with anger. Then, he threw the file bag on the coffee table in front of me.

“The results are out.”

His voice didn't sound sad or happy. My heartbeat felt like it missed a beat. I looked at that cement paper file bag. It was like a verdict that decided my destiny. Co Du Chau pulled out a chair opposite me and sat down. He crossed his legs, his posture was lazy but his eyes were still sharp.

“Open it and see.”

I took a deep breath, reached out my slightly shaking hand and opened the file bag.