Chapter 14 — Return to Eighteen

I know Lam Tu Cuc is waiting outside the door, I don't have time to hesitate. I squatted down, reached into the cabinet under the sink, and fumbled out the Australian Kien Quoc razor. I tightened my grip on the razor, aiming at the place where the rope on my wrist began to cut. One hit, two hits, three hits. The rope finally broke. I took a deep breath, hid the knife in my pocket, and opened the door. Lam Tu Cuc stood outside the door, reaching out to grab me again. I swung my hand hard and delivered a strong punch to the bridge of Lam Tu Cuc's nose. Lam Tu Cuc let out a terrible scream and fell backwards. Without hesitation, I pulled open the door and rushed out. The main door to the living room is about ten meters away. I ran as fast as I could to the door, reaching out to pull the door handle. The door was pushed in from the outside. Lac Tu Hanh stood at the door, holding a bouquet of red roses in his hand, the expression on his face turned from expectation to shock. "Nhue Ninh? What are you doing..." Lac Tu Hanh stood frozen at the door, pinned tightly by the scene before his eyes. My clothes were disheveled, my wrists were covered in tight marks, and the corners of my mouth still had dried blood. The moment I saw him, there was only despair in my eyes. Lam Tu Cuc covered his face and rushed from behind, grabbed my hair and pulled me back: "Run! I'll let you run!" I clung tightly to the door frame, screaming at Lac Tu Hanh: "Lac Tu Hanh! They kidnapped me! Call the police quickly!" Lac Tu Hanh was stunned, his eyes fell on the rope mark on my wrist. Uc Kien Quoc came out of the bedroom, forcefully removed my hand, and gave Lac Tu Hanh a flattering smile: "Tu Hanh is here? Come in quickly. Nhue Ninh is being a bitch to you." Uc Nhue Dao also came out of the room, wearing a light blue dress, with just the right amount of happiness on her face. She pulled Lac Tu Hanh's sleeve, her sweet voice coaxing: "Mr. Tu Hanh, you're here, I'm just joking." Seeing her go out, Lac Tu Hanh's eyes immediately became gentle. Realizing his attention had been diverted, I gritted my teeth and screamed at him. "Lac Tu Hanh, are you sick? They kidnapped me, beat me, and yet you believe what she said that I was joking?" Uc Kien Quoc interrupted me: "Stop talking nonsense. Tu Hanh, you and Nhue Dao should just talk outside, uncle and aunt go prepare dinner." He pushed me into the house, Lam Tu Cuc tied my hands, then slammed the door. In the living room, only Lac Tu Hanh and Uc Nhue Dao remained. At this time, Uc Nhue Dao lowered her head, her hands wringing the hem of her shirt, looking pitiful. "Brother Tu Hanh, do you really hate me? I really didn't mean it before... I just wanted to go to college so much." "From childhood to adulthood, I could only watch you go to school, make friends, and I could only stay at home." Her voice became smaller and smaller, her shoulders trembling slightly. Lac Tu Hanh looked at her pitiful appearance, the little bit of self-esteem that I could not take from me instantly expanded. He reached out and stroked her head, his voice gentle: "Don't cry anymore, I will help you." Uc Nhue Dao raised her head, her teary eyes looked at him: "Really?" "Really." Uc Nhue Dao smiled through her tears, threw herself into his arms and hugged him. Lac Tu Hanh froze for a moment, but did not push him away. At this time, the coffee shop was in chaos. Grandma stood with a cane in front of the bar, tears falling non-stop: "My grandchild didn't come home last night, and I couldn't call her on the phone... She's never been like this." The store manager frowned: "Don't rush, let me try calling Nhue Ninh's number." Turn off the machine. Dung Diec Lam stood up from the corner and walked over: "Grandma, you said Nhue Ninh didn't come home last night?" Grandma nodded, her voice trembling: "I waited all night but didn't see anyone." Dung Diec Lam remembered Lac Tu Hanh's refusal to give up. "Store manager, do you have

Can you extract the camera from last night?" The store manager turned on the camera. In the screen, Au Nhue Ninh closed the shop at 10:30. Not fifty meters away, a middle-aged man and woman rushed out from the side of the road. The man threw her phone, the woman grabbed her armpit from the other side, a cotton towel tightly covered her mouth and nose. In less than thirty seconds, Uc Nhue Ninh was dragged into a gray car. Grandma Seeing the faces of those two people clearly, his legs felt weak and he almost collapsed to the ground: "It's Australia Kien Quoc... and that woman!" Dung Diec Lam clenched his fists, he immediately called the police and told the whole incident. The store manager quickly grabbed the car keys and looked up Uc Nhue Ninh's address in the employee information board. "You report the address to the police, we'll go there immediately." Dung Diec Lam nodded, then helped his grandmother: "Grandma, just wait here, we'll take Nhue Ninh home." Grandmother held his hand tightly, tears flowing continuously: "Grandchild, you must save her." Dung Diec Lam nodded, turned around and got into the store manager's car. The car sped toward the Australian family's house. At the same time, in the living room of the Uc family's house, Uc Kien Quoc was patting Lac Tu Hanh on the shoulder: "Nhue Ninh has had feelings for you for so many years, but with her mouth she refuses, but in her heart she still has you, tonight... you can take care of everything."