Chapter 10 — Realizing It's Too Late

Apparently she didn't expect me to proactively submit it, so she quickly reached out to take it back: "I still want to add evidence." “No need to supplement.” Ha Canh Chau held her hand: "Who cut the recording?" "The truth is all there. Canh Chau, what's the use of protecting her now? She doesn't need you anymore." “I ask you, who cut it?” Sam Man Thanh shook his hand away: "I'll find someone to handle it. Just delete irrelevant content." The investigation lasted two days. My job was temporarily suspended, and the task of accompanying the original group was also assigned to someone else. This is the actual loss caused by Sam Man Thanh's counterattack. But she downplayed the record-keeping requirements of official foreign affairs. All sounds at the party were sealed in advance by the receptionist. In the complete recording, Sam Man Thanh not only understood Russian, but before the speech began, she also used Russian to remind Roman to wait for me to make a mistake and then push the responsibility onto me. Later, Roman also admitted that the "little elf" statement at the restaurant was because Sam Man Thanh asked him to intentionally tell Ha Canh Chau. She knew I had studied Russian, but didn't know I could understand business speech. She wanted me to suspect Ha Canh Chau, then used pressure from the Ha family to force me to lose my temper. The day the investigation ended, we met outside the office. Sam Man Thanh stared at me: "You clearly have the complete recording, why didn't you take it out sooner?" "That is not my personal evidence, I have no right to use it arbitrarily." "What are you pretending to be noble about? If you reveal your identity early, who will dare to consider you as an order tracking employee?" “I don't need to use my position in exchange for my husband's respect.” She gritted her teeth and turned to Ha Canh Chau: "Aren't you doing these things for me? You know clearly that I don't want to marry Hua Nghien, but I still watched you push me out. I just want you to pay attention to me." Ha Canh Chau looked at her, without any warmth in his eyes. “The mistranslation at the party was also intentional?” "I just want Khuong Thu Y to lose face once. Who would have thought that she would correct her mistake right in front of everyone?" “Whose dark blue shirt is it?” Sam Man Thanh was silent for a moment, then laughed: "Roman's. He helped me cut the recording, and also helped me contact the person receiving the complaint. Haven't you always emphasized that we are innocent? I just want to let you see clearly whether the person you protect is worth it or not." Ha Canh Chau put his hands on the wall. That day at the restaurant, Roman was not teasing his lover, but helping Sam Man Thanh create a misunderstanding. He understood, but chose to hide it for her, and personally pushed his wife down to the position of a servant. What Sam Man Thanh calculated was never Khuong Thu Y's jealousy. It's your arrogance. When I walked out of the office, he was still standing in place. “Italian Letter.” “What else?” "The complaint has been withdrawn, Roman will also be responsible. You can return to work next week." “I know.” He gave me a jewelry box. Inside is a repaired silver leaf-shaped pin. The top of the leaf has a new weld mark. "The night of the birthday party, I broke it. I found the original repairman and wanted to return it to you." I don't accept. "This is my anniversary gift to you. You once said that a leaf that leaves the branch can still go where it wants." It's true he once said that. If he remembered sooner, perhaps even the listeners would feel sorry for him. I closed the lid of the box and pushed it into his palm: "What I gave you, I returned it. Whether you fix it or not is up to you." “I sold our house.” "YES."