Chapter 16 — Pretending to be Fired Once, Enough to See Eight Years of Marriage Clearly

He also noticed something unusual. Trinh Du An pressed the pause button, stopping the image at the exact moment the woman in the video tilted her face slightly to the side. She calmly said:

"This person is not Diep Trung."

The elderly person in charge's face immediately became very unsightly.

"We... need to return to the company to verify."

I shook my head.

"No need."

"You guys call the person who uploaded this video immediately."

He hesitated for a few seconds then dialed. The bell rang three times. The other end of the line picked up the phone. Han Lo's voice sounded full of impatience.

"Have you received the documents yet?"

The person in charge glanced at me then turned on the speakerphone.

"But the owner does have an opinion on the application."

The other end of the line was silent. A few seconds later, Han Lo coldly asked:

"Which owner?"

The person in charge replied:

"Currently, Ms. Diep is sitting in front of us."

The other side immediately stopped making any sound. A moment later, Han Lo suddenly raised his voice.

"What does she want to do again?"

"That house was where my brother and she lived together."

"What is there to object to?"

Only then did I speak up. The other end of the line immediately fell silent as if muffled. I calmly continued:

"The person in the video..."

"It's you, right?"

Han Lo's breathing immediately became disordered.

"Don't slander."

"Then go to the law office."

"Direct explanation."

Han Lo smirked.

"Where should I come from?"

Trinh Du An slowly spoke:

"Based on the fact that she was suspected of impersonating someone else to submit real estate appraisal documents."

"This call is currently being recorded."

Immediately... Han Lo hung up. The young employee's face turned even whiter. The person in charge immediately spoke up:

"We will pause this file."

"All documents will be sealed."

"I will immediately report to the company's legal department."

Trinh Du An collected the list of documents.

"I would like to ask you to immediately issue a temporary suspension document."

"It is clearly stated that the reason is that the real owner denies the authorization, and at the same time the authenticity of the records is questionable."

The opponent did not dare to hesitate any longer. Right on the spot, they wrote the minutes, signed them and stamped them. After the two employees left, I plopped down on the chair. The palm of the hand is cold. It's not because of fear. Scared to think about what could have been. If I found out one more day late. If the appraisal report is truly released tonight. If tomorrow morning the funder disburses the money. Then my house... Will be dragged into a tangle of disputes that even jumping into the Yellow River would be difficult to wash away. Trinh Du An poured me a cup of warm water.

"Next step."

"Go to the Real Estate Registration Center."

I raised my head.

"Right now."

"You must set up a risk alert for ownership."

"Also note objections."

"And submit a written request that any transactions related to this house..."

"Even if it's a mortgage..."

"Buy and sell..."

"Or confirm common property..."

"You are required to bring the original documents directly."

I immediately stood up. When we arrived at the Real Estate Registration Center, there were only forty minutes left until the end of business hours. The reception desk staff initially seemed quite rude. But after Trinh Du An placed it on the table: Lawyer card. Copy of house ownership certificate. Original citizen identification card. Minutes of temporary suspension of appraisal. And the whole thing Documents proving residence certificate show signs of being forged. Their attitude immediately changed. A female employee frowned and said:

"Your case is quite complicated."

I calmly replied:

"I just ask to create a risk warning in advance."

"Someone is impersonating me."

"Fake signature."

"Use my papers to find a way to dispose of the house."

After listening, she immediately invited the department head over. After checking the system, the department head's face gradually became serious under the light of the screen.

"Miss Diep."

"This morning, someone actually sent an online consultation request regarding this house."

My heart tightened slightly.

"Consultation on what content?"

"Procedures for converting pre-marital separate property into common property of husband and wife."

She looked at me.

"The person who left contact information..."

"It's Han Tuan."

Trinh Du An immediately asked:

"Have you scheduled your procedure yet?"

The department head continued to look up.

"The appointment time is..."

"Ten twenty tomorrow morning."

"What procedure?"

She looked at me for a moment and then replied:

"Registering confirmation of common property of husband and wife."

My fingertips are cold.

"I never made an appointment."

She nodded.

"So we can make a note of caution now."

"However..."

"If you want to officially restrict all transactions..."

"You need to submit your application in writing."

"At the same time, provide confirmation of reporting to the police."

Trinh Du An immediately said:

"We'll go to the police station tonight."

The department head prints all screenshots from the system. Then give me the property risk warning form. When I picked up the pen to sign... I looked for a long time at my own name. Stroke by stroke. I write slowly. I want everyone to see clearly. Diep Trung's real signature... What it actually looks like. When leaving the Real Estate Registration Center, it was completely dark. At that moment, Trinh Du An received a call from the nurse at the hospital. Hearing a few sentences... Her expression immediately changed. My heart sank.

"Did something happen to my dad?"

She shook her head.

"Uncle, it's okay."

"It's Han Tuan coming to the hospital room."

I immediately decided to call a car. But Trinh Du An held my arm.

"He can't do anything."

"The person I arranged stopped."

"He left something behind."

Trinh Du An gave me the phone. On the screen is the photo the nurse just sent. The chair in front of the hospital room door. There was a yellow file bag neatly placed on it. On the cover of the file bag... Clearly print four words: PETITION FOR DIVORCE. I opened the second photo. That is the lawsuit request page. The first article in the request for trial clearly states: Request the Court to confirm that the house in Diep Trung's name before marriage is the common property of the couple.