Chapter 13 — Pretending to be Fired Once, Enough to See Eight Years of Marriage Clearly

Trinh Du An was one step faster. She immediately used her phone to take pictures of all the documents. Han Tuan's face immediately changed.

"Who let you take the picture?"

Trinh Du An calmly replied:

"You took the initiative to bring out the documents."

"So we of course have the right to keep it as evidence."

Han Tuan turned to look at me.

"Diep Trung, now just open your mouth and call a lawyer."

"You don't know how to talk to yourself anymore?"

I don't answer. His eyes only stopped on the signature at the bottom of the paper. Still exactly the same as mine. So similar that if I hadn't seen it myself, perhaps even my father would have hesitated. The last stroke is still wrong. I slowly asked:

"When was this certificate made?"

Han Tuan did not answer. Trinh Du An looked at the upper right corner of the photocopy.

"October 27 last year."

My heart suddenly felt heavy. It's that time again. October 26... The registered phone number of the joint account was changed. October 27... Residence confirmation completed. But exactly those two days... I was on a business trip to another province. My ID card just happened to be "lost". Han Tuan himself said that I forgot it in the house. Finally I saw that all the wires had been reconnected. They are not suddenly greedy. This plan was prepared more than half a year ago. Seeing my silence, Han Tuan thought I had wavered. He withdrew the paper and lowered his voice.

"Diep Trung."

"Don't push yourself to the point where there's no way out."

"If you stop now..."

"We can still talk."

I looked at him.

"What are you talking about?"

"I will pay 200,000 yuan."

"The matter of the house can also be discussed."

"I withdrew my complaint at the bank."

"Don't let lawyers continue to interfere."

I calmly asked:

"Are you afraid the bank will investigate?"

His eyes immediately turned cold.

"I want to be good for you."

"This is getting bigger..."

"Do you think your honor will be beautiful?"

I laughed.

"When you used a photocopy of my ID card to check in..."

"Why don't you think of my honor?"

Han Tuan's face completely darkened. The building's female housekeeper stood next to her, so embarrassed that she didn't dare to interrupt. At that moment, the residential area manager seemed to suddenly remember something.

"Miss Diep..."

"Last month, when changing the locks, Mr. Han also submitted an application to repair the apartment."

I immediately turned around.

"Repair?"

As soon as the manager finished speaking, he realized he had said something wrong. Han Tuan said coldly:

"Just regular maintenance."

Trinh Du An looked straight at the manager.

"Would you mind extracting the entire file?"

He hesitated, unconsciously looking at Han Tuan. I calmly said:

"I'm the apartment owner."

"Someone used my house to ask for repairs."

"I have the right to see."

The manager has no way to refuse. He led us to the management office. After opening the computer system, a scanned document appears on the screen. The content clearly states: Replace the lock. Check the water and electricity system. Locally paint and repair house walls. Owner's signature... Diep Trung. Contact person: Emergency contact person: Ma Lan Anh. Attached is a photocopy of my ID card. I stared at that piece of paper. Fingertips are cold. In the lower corner of the photocopy there is a fold. It's identical... Photocopy of ID card People I once lost and found again last year. Trinh Du An immediately asked the management board to print all documents and stamp them as copies. This time, the manager did not dare to refuse anymore. He immediately went to handle it. Han Tuan stood by the door. His face was gloomy and scary.

"Do I have to do it to such an extreme degree?"

I looked straight at him.

"Who is the lover?"

"You secretly changed your phone number to register for a joint account."

"I transferred 200,000 yuan from the couple's account."

"You let your mother blatantly move into my house."

"You forged my signature to get proof of residence."

"You also forced me to sign a marital property agreement."

Han Tuan smiled coldly.

"When you say fake, do you mean fake?"

I calmly replied:

"I will request a signature examination."

He curled his lips slightly.

"Assessment also takes time."

"During that time..."

"My company knows I'm involved in all these disputes."

"How do you think they will look at you?"

At that moment... I finally understood what made him confident. Not because he will definitely win. But because he wanted to drag me into the mud. Just I'm tired. I just panicked. Just my work is affected. Then he will use the so-called family mediation to force me to give in. At that moment, Trinh Du An suddenly spoke.

"Every word you said..."

"All can become evidence of threatening behavior."

Han Tuan looked at her.

"Don't scare me."

Trinh Du An did not respond. Just quietly turn the phone screen towards him. Recording icon... Still running. Han Tuan's face immediately stiffened. At that moment, the residential manager brought back the printed file. He carefully stamped copies on each page. I received the stack of documents. My heart suddenly felt much calmer. The more evidence... The closer the truth comes. When we left the management office, it was completely dark. In front of the residential area's gate, a few old people were still sitting on stone benches chatting. An old lady saw me and hesitantly asked:

"You... are the real homeowner, right?"

I stopped.

"Do you know me?"

The old lady nodded.

"I've seen pictures of you."

"The old lady named Ma showed it to us."

"She also said that soon I will transfer this house to her son."

I asked softly:

"Did she say anything else?"

The old lady lowered her voice.

"She also said..."

"Her daughter is about to buy a house."

"For now, I will use my house to make money."

"Still saying..."

"If you wait until the procedure is finished, even if you cry, it will be useless."

I stood still. Couldn't say a word. Trinh Du An immediately asked the old lady to leave her contact information. Although she was a bit afraid of being inconvenienced, she still agreed to testify if needed in the future. As soon as I stepped out of the residential area, my phone rang again. Is the person in charge of Qin of the group. His voice was very deep.

"Diep Trung."

"We have tracked down the source of the anonymous email."

"In the middle, it was covered by a transition layer from the outside."

"But in the original name of the attachment..."

"There's a symbol."

I looked at my shadow stretching under the streetlight. At that moment... Trinh Du An's phone also rang. She heard a few sentences and her expression suddenly changed. After hanging up, she turned to look at me.

"Diep Trung."

"Han Lo's new house..."

"You have to pay the first installment tomorrow follow."

I suddenly had a bad feeling. Trinh Du An tightened his grip on the phone.

"In payment profile..."

"In the expected source of funds..."

"It is clearly stated that the money is disbursed after the valuation of your pre-marital house."