Chapter 3 — Shrimp Plate At Engagement Party

"This family is really a bunch of scoundrels! We call the police!" my father said. "Dad, don't." I stopped him. "Reporting to the police is useless. This is an economic dispute, the police will not intervene. Even if we sue in court, going back and forth will take a lot of time, we can't drag it out like that." "So what should we do? Should we just let it go like that? That's three hundred and fifty thousand!" My mother was so impatient that she was about to cry. I took a deep breath. "Of course I can't ignore it like that." My finger quickly slid across the screen, looking for a phone number. "If they don't need their face, then I will help them tear off the last layer of skin." I called that number. The bell rang three times before being connected. "Hello, auntie? I'm Tham Nguyet." "I want to ask you something, related to my cousin Chu Thien." Chu Thien is the daughter of Luu Phuong's biological brother, also her biological niece. She and I work in the same company. 05 My aunt was stunned on the other end of the phone. "Nguyet Nguyet? Still calling you this late? Did something happen to Thien Thien?" "Auntie, is it convenient for you to talk now? I'll be brief." I recounted what happened at the engagement party in the most concise way. Of course, I hid the story of Giang Dinh's gambling and Giang Nguyen's embezzlement of money. I just said that Luu Phuong criticized my family, humiliated me in front of everyone, and forced me to peel shrimp for Giang Dinh, who was younger. I was so angry that I put a plate of shrimp on her head. Now the marriage has been cancelled, but Luu Phuong kept my family's three hundred fifty thousand down payment to buy a house and refused to pay. After hearing that, she angrily scolded loudly on the phone. "Is Luu Phuong crazy? She dares to treat you like that! It's really too much to bully people!" "Auntie, don't get angry first." I lowered my voice, revealing just enough self-pity and helplessness. "Now I really don't know what to do. They are determined not to pay, and even said they will ruin my reputation." "She dares!" Auntie's voice immediately rose. up. "Nguyet Nguyet, don't be afraid. I will help you with this matter!" "Auntie, I don't want to make a big deal of it. After all... after all... you and Giang Nguyen used to..." I choked up at the right time. "You are too soft-hearted!" Aunt sighed. "Your cousin Chu Thien has the best relationship with Liu Phuong. Ever since she was a child, Liu Phuong has loved her very much. Letting her get advice will definitely be more effective than us." "I also think so." I complied. aunt. "Can you ask my cousin to help me talk to Aunt Luu and ask her to pay in advance? After all, it's my parents' old age money." "Okay! I'll call Thien Thien immediately! Don't worry, leave this matter to me!" Hanging up the phone, I looked at the screen, my eyes cold. I know my aunt will definitely tell this whole story to Chu Thien. But Chu Thien, the "dear little cotton shirt" most loved by Luu Phuong, will definitely tell her this "exclusive news" immediately. What will she say? She would add salt and salt to talk about my "dreary situation", my "regrets" and my "dead end" situation. She would tell Luu Phuong that I was scared and had no choice but to ask my relatives to plead. That's what I want. I want Luu Phuong to think that I have run out of options. I wanted her to feel like she was sure of victory and that she could hold nothing back. Once people feel they have won, they will let their guard down and expose their loopholes. My parents looked at me, their faces full of worry. "Nguyet Nguyet, you looking for your cousin... does it really work?" "Dad, mom, don't worry anymore." I stood up. "I have my way in this matter." I went into the room and closed the door. Opening the computer, I began to arrange all the "weapons" in my hand. First, three hundred and fifty thousand transfer history and receipts

electronics clearly. Second, the transfer history of fifty thousand "ring purchase money". Third, the history of conversations over several years between me and Giang Nguyen. I spent the whole night sorting out all his complaints about money, family and sister. "Nguyet Nguyet, your mother urged you again, saying that the wedding house must be in your name alone." "Dinh Dinh has caused trouble again, owing money to outside parties. Mom forced me to help him pay, but where will I get the money..." "Honey, after we get married we will definitely have to move out. I don't want to spend another day with my mother and sister." "Every line, every sentence is a da.o. given to me by his own hand. I categorize, archive, and back up all of that stuff. Having finished everything, the sky was dimly lit. I wasn't sleepy at all, on the contrary, I was unusually alert. Luu Phuong, Giang Nguyen, Giang Dinh. What this family owes me is not only three hundred and fifty thousand. There was also my trampled self-esteem and the humiliation my parents had to endure. I will reclaim every bit of it, both capital and interest. The phone screen lights up. It's a text message from Chu Thien. "Nguyet Nguyet, don't rush. I'll go talk to my aunt. She's just angry for a moment, she'll be fine in two days." There's also a hug icon behind her. So fake it makes people nauseous.