Chapter 6 — Pretending to be Fired Once, Enough to See Eight Years of Marriage Clearly

"Han Tuan..."

"Your whole family works so well together."

Han Tuan's face darkened.

"That's the money I lent to Han Lo."

I asked immediately:

"Where is the loan?"

No one answered. I asked again:

"Where's the profit?"

Han Lo gritted his teeth.

"What kind of interest does one family earn?"

I looked at her.

"Use my money to buy a house for you..."

"And tell me not to charge interest?"

She was silenced by me and couldn't say a word. Ma Lan Anh finally spoke up.

“Those two hundred thousand are what my son gave me.”

"It gives to whoever it wants."

"You have no right to interfere."

I nodded.

"So let the court tell you..."

"In the end I have the right to intervene or not."

Han Tuan suddenly squeezed my wrist. Much stronger than before.

"Diep Trung."

"Don't speak so harshly."

I bent down to look at his hand.

"This is the second time tonight you've laid hands on me."

As if burned... He immediately let go. But the anger in his eyes still did not decrease.

"I don't argue with you."

"I'm giving you a way out."

I laughed.

"The retreat you left for me..."

"There are holes down there."

Han Lo smiled coldly.

"Sister-in-law, don't talk like you're wronged."

"For the past eight years, you've been staying at my brother's house."

"Spending money my brother."

"Eat the Han family."

I interrupted her.

"Deposit for this apartment..."

"I spent 300,000 yuan."

"Money to repair the house..."

"I contributed 120,000 yuan."

"Your mother is hospitalized..."

"I paid 20,000 yuan in advance as a deposit."

"Last month you changed your phone..."

"I also transferred 8,000 yuan to Han Jun."

Han Lo's face immediately stiffened. I looked at her.

"Did your brother tell you?"

Reflexively... She turned to look at Han Tuan. Just that one look... It was enough to say it all. Ma Lan Anh was impatient.

"It's all your own willingness!"

I nodded.

"I admit."

I put the house purchase order in my file bag.

"So..."

"Previous accounts..."

"I will calculate each item individually."

"And from now on..."

"I'll take even one penny back."

Han Tuan suddenly changed his tone.

"Diep Trung..."

"Don't be like that."

He took a step forward. The voice is much softer.

"Han Lo is no longer small."

"He wants to buy a house to settle down."

"As a brother, what's wrong with helping your sister a little?"

I looked straight at him.

"If you told me first..."

"I will discuss with you."

"But I didn't discuss it."

"You arbitrarily transferred money to the joint account."

"You hid the house purchase order."

"You let your mother act in front of me."

"He even brought the power of attorney to sell the house and forced me to sign it."

Han Tuan was silent. That silence... Not because of guilt. It's because I'm considering how to save the situation. I understand him too well. Every time he wants to regain control... He will be silent first. A moment later, he spoke up.

"Let's do this."

"That 200,000 yuan is considered a loan from you."

"Wait until the end of the year to receive the bonus, I will pay it."

I calmly asked:

"Did you write a loan note?"

He frowned.

"Do husbands and wives also have to write loan papers?"

I replied briefly:

"Don't write..."

"So don't say it."

Han Tuan's patience finally ran out.

"Diep Trung!"

"Do you have to destroy this house to accept it?"

I zipped up the document bag.

"The person who destroyed this family..."

"Not me."

"It's you guys."

I picked up my bag and walked out. Ma Lan Anh blocked right in front door.

"You can't go today."

"If you leave, tomorrow outsiders won't know what they will say about our Han family."

I calmly looked at her.

"Even if I don't go..."

"I didn't say anything nice to you guys either."

Ma Lan Anh's face immediately turned pale. Han Tuan said in a deep voice:

"Let her go."

Han Lo was impatient. Han Tuan just glanced at her. In those eyes... It was a warning. Han Lo immediately shut his mouth. I opened the door and stepped out. Right before the elevator door closed... I saw Han Tuan still standing in the house. His eyes were so cold that he no longer looked like a husband. At that moment... The phone in my pocket vibrated. It's a message from Trinh Du An. I have looked up the brokerage unit's registration documents related to the house sale authorization letter. The person in charge of the file works for the same company as Han Lo. I was just about to answer. The second message appeared again. There's one more thing. Don't go home for now. This afternoon, Han Tuan found a lawyer to ask about property division during divorce. The thing he asked the most was... how to prove that the wife's pre-marital house was used for common marital purposes. The number on the elevator screen slowly jumped down each floor. My finger paused on the phone screen. Just then... A third message appeared. He probably doesn't just want to sell your house. But I also want to turn that pre-marital house into common property of the couple.