Chapter 12 — My sister-in-law kicked me out of the house, and as soon as I turned my back, I confiscated the villa worth more than tens of millions of yuan!

Lam Man couldn't believe his ears.

“Now you blame me?”

“I blame you for not being careful!”

Uncle Truong stood outside the door and couldn't stand it anymore.

“This is not something that is not careful.”

“Even the silver lock my grandmother left me is in your pocket.”

Lam Man immediately turned around.

“Uncle Truong!”

"Don't just listen to one side."

I held up the silver lock.

“The item was taken from your bag.”

“I picked it up.”

“Where to pick it up?”

Lam Man immediately became speechless. After a while, he replied:

“On the tea room floor.”

“If you picked it up, why don't you give it back to me?”

She couldn't answer again. My dad took out his phone.

“Please help me notify the management.”

“Extracted trash room cameras from 10:30 to 11:00 last night.”

“And hallway cameras too.”

Uncle Ngo nodded.

“I'll go now.”

Lam Man immediately panicked.

“No need.”

“It's already been made clear.”

My father looked at her.

“I lost Hieu Duong's documents.”

“This isn't over yet.”

Co Minh Vien turned to me and asked:

“Is that document very important?”

I put the torn half of the paper into my file bag.

“Very important.”

“How important is it?”

“It's so important that if it disappears.”

“Some people will think that this house can be planned arbitrarily.”

Lam Man immediately shouted:

“Everyone see!”

“She admitted it!”

“She was aiming for the house!”

I looked at her.

“What you're most afraid of is not me targeting this house.”

“The thing she fears most is finding out.”

“From start to finish.”

“This house has never been as easy to rob as you think.”

Lam Man's face immediately turned pale. Trinh Ngoc Cam pointed straight at my parents.

“Today you must speak clearly!”

“Who does this house belong to in the future?”

“If not for Minh Vien.”

“Why does my daughter have to suffer here?”

My mother looked at her.

“Because your daughter is getting married.”

“But not the red book.”

“Stop talking so well.”

Trinh Ngoc Cam smiled coldly.

“If you don't have a home.”

“Who wants to live with your son?”

The words just came out. Co Minh Vien's whole body turned to stone. Lam Man quickly pulled her mother's hand.

“Stop talking.”

But Trinh Ngoc Cam shook her hand away.

“Why am I not allowed to speak?”

“If it weren't for seeing that your family has a decent house.”

“Who wants to marry Man Man to an ordinary office worker?”

“The bride price is not much.”

“The car is not in Man Man's name.”

“Now even the house is not sure.”

“Aren't you Co family deceiving people?”

My father slowly stood up.

“Minh Vien.”

“Do you hear me clearly?”

Co Minh Vien's throat moved slightly.

“I heard.”

But Trinh Ngoc Cam still hasn't noticed anything unusual.

“It's good to hear clearly.”

“Let's make it clear today.”

“You two should write a commitment paper.”

“Later, the house belonged to Minh Vien and Man Man.”

"Co Hieu Duong can stay if he wants."

“But you have to pay the rent.”

“You can't stay in a room facing south either.”

My mother held the cup firmly on the table. Put it down with a heavy sound.

“Dream.”

Trinh Ngoc Cam immediately rushed forward.

“Who do you say is dreaming?”

I stepped up to block my mother's face.

“I'm talking about you.”

She raised her hand to slap me. But my hand hasn't come down yet. Co Minh Vien held her wrist tightly. Trinh Ngoc Cam was stunned. Lam Man was also stunned. Co Minh Vien let go. The voice was low and scary.

"Do not causing more chaos.”

Lam Man's tears immediately fell.

“You yelled at my mother?”

“She was going to hit my sister.”

“But it's also because your sister forced her!”

I looked at Co Minh Vien.

“Now you still think.”

“If I just move out, will everything be okay?”

Co Minh Vien looked at the cardboard boxes piled up in the room. Look at the newspaper clipping in my mother's lap. Look at the iron box in dad's hand. He couldn't say that familiar sentence anymore.

“Please hold back for a bit.”

People from the management board quickly arrived. The hallway camera footage was opened on my father's phone. In the frame. 10:41 p.m. last night. Lam Man carried two black trash bags and entered the elevator. Ten minutes later. She returned with empty hands. In his hand he held a blue file bag. Just go and open it to see. Lam Man retreated step by step. His face was as white as paper. Because this time. No more excuses could save her.

“I just saw all the discarded papers inside.”

I looked at her.

“So the silver lock is also waste paper?”

Management staff continued to open the camera footage in the trash room. In screen. Lam Man stood next to the trash can. Pulled out a stack of papers from the file bag. Then send it to someone. She tore a piece of paper from it. Stuff it into your bag. The remaining documents were thrown into the trash. Right at that moment. Trinh Ngoc Cam's phone suddenly rang. The ringing sound was annoyingly shrill. She frantically turned off the phone. I looked at her.

“That photo.”

“It's sent to you, right?”

Trinh Ngoc Cam's face immediately became unsightly.