Chapter 9 — On my wedding day, I was forced to give up 19 real estate properties. I flipped the table on the spot

"She withdrew from To Thi's account, went through three layers of shell companies and then legalized it into Hung Vien's capital."

“Appropriating company assets?”

“Yes. This is the second crime—trespassing on corporate property.”

Co Tham was silent for a few seconds, his eyes slightly lowered.

“How many cards have you prepared?”

When I returned to the hospital, my grandfather was awake and drinking porridge. When he saw me walk in, his eyes immediately lit up, as if he had a hundred questions he wanted to ask but couldn't say them. I sat down next to the bed and said softly:

“Got it.”

His hands were shaking, he almost spilled the bowl of porridge, I caught it, feeding him spoon by spoon.

“She knows, but she can't stop me.”

His eyes were as complicated as a book that had never been finished.

“Nien Niem… after all… she is still my aunt.”

“What she did to you, you know.”

“I know… but she is also my daughter.”

I said nothing.

“Don't push people to the end, give her a way.”

“Grandpa… has she ever shown me any way?”

He was silent for a long time, then softly said:

“I am stronger than her… strong people should be more tolerant.”

I put the bowl down.

“I will be tolerant… but not now.”

Leaving the hospital room, I called Tham Tu.

“How is Kinh Hai?”

“The application to declare the marriage invalid was accepted by the court, but our side objected—your initial registration information was legal, and the subsequent change of identity did not constitute fraud.”

“The court side?”

“Remaining neutral, but the Tran family is clinging to the point that she did not notify her husband of her change of status—that is a legal gray area.”

"Then just leave it gray. I have more important things to do."

“Prepare Hung Vien Capital's cash flow records—I need complete evidence that To Uyen Thanh withdrew 200,000,000 yuan from To Thi.”

“The amount of work is large, it takes time.”

On the seventh day of the monitoring period, grandfather's condition recovered beyond expectation.

"Your health is good, you can rest for another month and you can be discharged from the hospital."

I finally let out a breath. Packing my luggage and preparing to return to Kinh Hai, my grandfather held my hand.

“Nien Niem, when you go back, let's deal with the matter in Kinh Hai first... the Su family's matter is not in a hurry.”

“Why aren't you in a hurry yet?”

"Because your aunt has one last card left—the board of directors. Even if the will is valid, she can still use her vote to prevent you from taking over."

“So what do you need?”

"Shareholder support. To Thi has three outside shareholders—the Chu family, the Trieu family, and the Ly family. You need at least two parties on your side."

“Zhu Jianguo in Jinghai?”

“Yes. He was an early investor.”

It turns out he knew all along.

“The Zhao family… Zhao Kaiming?”

"His father, Trieu Duc Thanh. Close to his aunt, but not an absolute side. Interests change, alliances also change."

“The Ly family?”

"Neutral. You have a chance."

"I got it."

On the flight back to Kinh Hai, Khuong Dao sent a text message.

"To Niem! There's something big going on! Lam Vy Vy's background has been checked!"

She sent a very long file. I read it three times straight on the plane. I closed my eyes. No wonder To Uyen Thanh chose her. Lam Vy Vy... is not just a chess piece. She herself is a bomb. The plane landed in Kinh Hai. As soon as I left the airport, I went straight to the company. Tham Tu was standing at the door, his voice clear:

“President Su, three things.”

“First, Hung Vien Capital's cash flow has been verified and evidenced full."

“Second, the Tran family's application to declare the marriage invalid—the first hearing will begin tomorrow.”

“Are the lawyers ready yet?”

“It's done, but the other side changed lawyers—not Trinh Kien Nghiep anymore, but senior partner Ton Minh Triet.”

I paused for a moment.

“The money is still from the Trieu family?”

“It's still them.”

“What about the third thing?”

Tham Tu gave me his phone, on it was Tran Hao's post—a photo of him and Lam Vy Vy, with the words "Thank you to the person who is always by my side", posted at nine o'clock in the morning. I returned the phone.

“General Su, this post caused a huge reaction, it was posted online, combined with the wedding video—public opinion is completely on your side.”

“I don't need public opinion.”

“But it can be used.”

I glanced at him.

“If you go directly to court tomorrow, the effect will be huge.”

The next day, at Kinh Hai Intermediate Court, reporters were standing outside. I walked in wearing a black suit, the lights flashed continuously like rain. Tran Quoc Dong sat in the plaintiff's seat, next to Ton Minh Triet—a man in his fifties, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, with a very strong temperament. Tran Hao did not come. Neither does Lam Vy Vy. Sitting in the front row were Vuong Le Hoa and Tran Uyen. As soon as she saw me, she snorted:

“What are you pretending to be a CEO, you liar—”

The court gavel fell and the trial began.