Chapter 20 — On Doan Ngo Day, They Forced Me to Give Up My House to My Younger Brother

Lam Dieu looked at her in disbelief.

“Even mom said you?”

My mother cried and nodded.

“You are wrong.”

Those three words just came out. Lam Dieu's whole body seemed to collapse. He took a few steps back.

“No way…”

“My mother wasn't like that before.”

“In the past, my mother always stood by my side in everything.”

My mother sobbed.

"That's why mom always stands by my side..."

“That's why I hurt you like this.”

Lam Dieu continuously shook his head. It's like I can't accept that truth.

“No, it's not my fault!”

Lam Dieu continuously shook his head. I looked at him.

“Is it your fault or not?”

“Everyone here has seen it today.”

The security guard stepped forward. Lam Dieu did not struggle anymore. When taken out. He kept muttering non-stop:

“I'm not wrong…”

“I'm not wrong…”

My mother chased after me two steps. Then stopped again. She turned her head to look at me.

“I'm sorry.”

In front of everyone. She spoke very clearly.

“Mom has wronged me before.”

I hold the microphone. No reply. Applause rang out in the auditorium. Not for you. It's for the end of a drama that has lasted for many years. After the exchange. The South Lane project is absolutely famous. The company gives me a quarterly bonus. In the office. Hua Tri Hanh gave me the new appointment decision.

“The person in charge of the City Gift project.”

“Budget 3,000,000 yuan.”

I take it.

“I will do well.”

He smiled.

“I know.”

I looked at him.

“Do you always trust me like that?”

He smiled softly.

“Since the first time I proposed the South lane plan.”

I did not respond. He also didn't force it. Just change the subject.

“Are you free on the weekend?”

“The owner and his wife of the South Lane shop want to invite you to dinner.”

I nodded. South lane cake shop hangs a new sign.

“Doan Ngo gift set in collaboration with Lam Van – Thank you for being sold out.”

The shop owner gave me a list.

“This is this month's rent.”

“We have already transferred the money.”

The shop owner took out a new box of rice cakes.

“We made this box just for you.”

“There are both sweet and savory fillings.”

I smiled and took it. Right at that moment. Someone called outside the door. I turned my head. My father is standing outside with an umbrella. He has been discharged from the hospital. My mother stood next to him and supported him. Both have lost quite a bit of weight. I stepped forward.

“Is something wrong?”

My father looked at the sign in front of the store.

“Really selling well.”

I didn't reply. My mother gave me a packet of documents.

“This is the family expense record.”

"My parents have calculated the amount of money Tieu Dieu has spent over the years."

I opened it to see. Inside is the credit card repayment history. Transfer history. The total amount was even larger than I thought. My father said softly:

“We spent all the money to rent the store.”

"It's the truth."

“Pay in installments, we accept.”

I looked at him.

“Where is Lam Dieu?”

My mother's eyes turned red.

“He's looking for a job.”

“Night shift at a convenience store.”

I was a bit surprised. My father spoke up:

“He doesn't want to go.”

“Dad kicked him out.”

I looked at him. He turned away.

“It is impossible to raise it for the rest of its life.”

My mother whispered:

“Parents will also change.”

That saying. Coming more than twenty years late.

“Just follow the agreement.”

She nodded. My father looked at me for a long time. Then slowly say:

“Your grandfather is right.”

“You understand better than all of us.”

I calmly replied:

“Grandpa understands.”

“That's why I left you a way out.”

He bowed his head.

“It's my parents who didn't give me that path.”

I do not console. Nor blame. The shop owner came out from inside.

“Miss Lam.”

“The meal is done.”

I turned around and prepared to go in. My mother suddenly called back. I stopped walking.

“Today we have red bean dumplings.”

I paused for a second. Then smiled faintly.

“Now I also eat salted egg rolls.”

My mother was stunned. Then nodded slightly.

“Next time mom will remember.”

I'm not saying if there will be a next time or not. On the dining table. Hua Tri Hanh sat next to me. The shop owner smiled and asked:

“General Hua.”

“Do you like our Miss Lam?”

I almost choked on my tea. But Hua Tri Hanh was extremely calm.

"That's right."

The whole dining table immediately fell silent. I turned to look at him.

“You're also really straightforward.”

“I'm afraid you think I'm just convenient.”

The shop owner and his wife laughed until they couldn't close their mouths. My cousin was also present. She banged the table and laughed loudly.

“Consider it.”

"Mr. Hua is a hundred times better than that younger brother who only knows how to hold out his hand and ask for money."

I laughed.

“What kind of comparison is this?”

Hua Tri Hanh also laughed.

“You accept the survey.”

I looked at him.

“The survey time will be very long.”

He nodded.

"No problem."

“I can wait.”