Chapter 9 — On the wedding day, 250,000 yuan of wedding money was canceled, the future husband's family had to pay the price.

Just want to go online and argue with those people. My mother looked at those nasty comments. Both angry and sad. Tears fell non-stop. It's just me. Unusually calm. I looked at the crowd of people dancing online like clowns. Not angry at all. On the contrary, he laughed. They believe that public opinion is the last saving straw. But they don't know. That very straw will become the thing that crushes them to death. I don't go online and curse each other. Doing that is too self-degrading. I just calmly use the secondary account. Then post an article. The title is very simple. No sensationalism. No agitation.

“Some facts and evidence related to the wedding annulment case.”

In that article. I never cried or suffered. Also don't curse anyone. I only do three things. The first thing. I posted all the photos of the bank statements related to the 800,000 yuan transferred to Luc Triet. Each transaction is clear. Transfer content. All are complete. Three words clearly appear on the notes: Money to buy a house. The second thing. I posted the purchase invoice for the BMW X3. Attach vehicle registration certificate. The name of the person on the invoice is my father. The owner's name on the registration is me. Khuong Hoa. Third thing. Also the most fatal blow. I have attached a video. That's the video Khuong Nham secretly recorded on the wedding day as I told him before. The video is just over a minute long. But record the whole process. Indisputable. From the moment Trieu My Lan smiled and announced:

“To test our sincere love, our family decided to cancel the 250,000 yuan wedding fee.”

Until the moment Luc Triet leaned close to my ear and said:

“Give me some dignity, don't cause trouble.”

It's all recorded. Not a single word is missing. Clear evidence. Complete logic. The truth is always stronger than any excuse. That article was like a sinking bomb. Exploding amid a wave of public opinion throughout the city. Less than an hour after posting. Views have surpassed one hundred thousand. The comment area immediately completely reversed. The people who had cursed me before were stunned.

"Oh my god! This is the most shocking flip I've seen this year!"

"The girl spent 800,000 yuan as a deposit and brought 500,000 yuan of BMW as a dowry, but the groom's family still regrets 250,000 yuan of wedding money? Is this house built with a city wall?"

"This is not a wedding! This is a planned scam!"

“It's like catching a wolf with your bare hands!”

"When the mother-in-law said 'love test', I got goosebumps watching it. It was so fake that I wanted to vomit!"

“Fortunately, this sister was alert and ran away in time!”

“If I really married into that house, I would probably be sucked so bloodless that I wouldn't have any bones left!”

"Where are the people who defended the Luc family before? Come out here and continue talking!"

Public opinion turned at a speed a hundred times more fierce than before. All the anger bounced back against the Luc family. Accounts that once stood up for them. Relatives used to play the role of “insiders.” Being dug up by netizens one by one. Publicly ridiculed. Luc family. In just a few days. Has become the biggest joke in the city. The public opinion battle that they tried their best to create. Not only can it not harm me. On the contrary, it turned into the knife I gave them. Let them stab themselves until they bleed profusely. The collapse of public opinion. With heavy pressure from the law. Like two big mountains. In the end, Luc Triet was completely crushed. He was temporarily suspended from work by the company for the following reasons:

“Causes serious impact on business reputation.”

Colleagues used to flatter. Each flattering. Ever tried to please him. Now everyone avoids him like avoiding evil. In their eyes there was only contempt and ridicule. Luc Triet's life. Falling straight from the clouds into the mud. After trying every method, I still couldn't contact you. He started using the most primitive method. Also the stupidest. Block the road. Every day he loiters in front of the gate of my residential area. Like a ghost that refuses to disappear. His parents and Khuong Nham wanted to call the police many times to chase him away. But I stopped them all. There are words. Be sure to say it clearly face to face. There are illusions. It must have been cut off by my own hand.