Chapter 5 — Pretending to be Fired Once, Enough to See Eight Years of Marriage Clearly

"Including the call from the bank today mentioning a transfer of two hundred thousand yuan."

The building manager standing next to the door was so confused that he didn't know where to look. The person in uniform turned to Han Tuan.

"What is two hundred thousand yuan?"

Han Tuan took a deep breath.

"Money in the couple's joint account."

"I gave it to my mother to use for family purposes."

I immediately spoke up.

"You moved without even consulting me."

He immediately objected:

"For a joint account, both have the right to use it."

I calmly asked again:

"So why didn't you tell me after transferring?"

He stopped.

"...I forgot."

I smiled softly.

"Yesterday, at exactly 9:43 a.m., I transferred 200,000 yuan to my mother."

"At night, when I heard that I was fired..."

"My first reaction was to cut off 3,800 yuan of my mother's living expenses."

"Did you forget your mother just received 200,000 yuan?"

Han Tuan's face was completely dark. People in uniform recorded the entire incident.

"This part belongs to a property dispute."

"Both sides can resolve it according to civil procedures."

"But tonight, she made it clear she did not agree to sign the papers."

"Then no one can continue to force it."

He looked at Ma Lan Anh and Han Lo.

"Do not take advantage of family relationships to exert pressure."

Ma Lan Anh was still speechless.

"We don't apply pressure."

"She's been my daughter-in-law for eight years. Is it okay if I eat a little from her and use a little from her?"

I slowly turned my head to look at her.

"Eat mine."

"Use mine."

"I can bear it."

"But tricked me into selling my house..."

"Then no."

Han Lo couldn't bear it anymore.

"Who lied to you?"

I held up the authorization form.

"The broker is the person I introduced."

Her expression immediately changed.

"I just know people."

"Then let the person you know..."

"Talk to my lawyer tomorrow."

The living room fell silent again. For the first time... Han Tuan's eyes really wavered. I looked straight at him.

"Since last night..."

"This is no longer just a family matter."

Before leaving, the person in uniform reminded me to keep all important documents carefully. The door just closed. There are only four people left in the house. Suddenly, Ma Lan Anh rushed towards me, trying to grab the file. I leaned to the side to avoid it. She missed, almost crashing into the dining table. Han Tuan quickly supported her. After standing firm, Ma Lan Anh pointed straight at my face and shouted loudly:

"Diep Trung!"

"Your heart is so cruel!"

"It's eight generations of bad luck for my son to marry you!"

I calmly put the documents in my bag.

"Then mom, just advise him to divorce."

Han Tuan raised his head.

"What did you say?"

I looked straight into his eyes.

"I said..."

"If you feel unlucky, then divorce."

Han Lo burst out laughing as if he had just heard the most ridiculous thing.

"You're unemployed and you still dare to mention divorce?"

"Do you know what you will get after divorce?"

"You can keep the house before marriage."

"But are the assets after marriage still intended to benefit my brother?"

I don't explain. Just turned around and went into the bedroom. Take the bag containing the documents. Identity card. Copy of house ownership certificate. Marriage certificate. Notebook. Bank card. One by one I put them in my bag. Han Tuan followed into the room, standing right in front door.

"Where are you going?"

"I won't be here tonight."

"Do you dare go?"

I looked up at him.

"You want to stop?"

He stared at me. Suddenly burst out laughing.

"Diep Trung."

"Do you really think finding a lawyer can scare me?"

"Don't forget..."

"A lot of the assets in this house are in your name."

My hand movements stopped. He thought I was scared. But the next second... I pulled out the bottom drawer of the nightstand. Inside there is a kraft paper file bag. The bag was originally crushed under the winter blanket. Not my stuff. I picked it up. Han Tuan's face immediately changed.

"Don't touch it!"

He rushed forward. But it was too late. I pulled out the first piece of paper. At the top of the document are embossed four words: House Purchase Registration Form. In the Buyer section... Clearly state the name: And the line below made the whole room dumbfounded. Deposit: 200,000 yuan. Looking at the house purchase form in my hand... I suddenly felt funny. It turned out that the so-called "old house leaked"... It leaked straight to Han Lo's house sales transaction office. Han Lo rushed straight into the bedroom, reaching out to grab the file. I held the paper up high.

"Yours?"

Her face turned red.

"Of course it's mine!"

As soon as she finished speaking... She even realized that she had said something wrong. Ma Lan Anh stood at the living room door. The previous aggressive atmosphere had completely disappeared. Han Tuan's voice lowered.

"Diep Trung, put down the files."

I turned to the second page. The payment instructions are clearly stated. Deposit: 200,000 yuan. Payment account: Ma Lan Anh. I slowly read each word.

"Order date: March 11."

"Payment date: March 11."

"That means... yesterday."

I raised my head to look at Han Tuan.

"Yesterday morning, I transferred 200,000 yuan from the joint account to my mother."

"Yesterday afternoon, my mother used that same amount of money to buy a house for Han Lo."

"Last night, I just heard that I was fired..."

"I immediately cut off 3,800 yuan of her living expenses."

I smiled softly.