Chapter 11 — Staying at Thanh Ba Host

At that time, I had just gotten married and didn't want to turn against my relatives because of a red string. But now, that piece of red wire is in her box. Lam Tranh's eyes also darkened. "Open." Phuong Dung hid the box behind her back. "This is my personal belongings." "You have no right to see." I looked at her. "When you suspected Tieu Man of taking your bracelet, you didn't talk about privacy." Phuong Dung gritted her teeth. "That's not the same." Co Tue Cam stepped forward. She didn't grab it, just stood right in front of Phuong Dung. "You can't open it." "Wait until the police arrive before opening it." Phuong Dung's face turned white in an instant. My uncle, who was still aggressive and intimidating, now frowned. "Dung Dung, what is that?" Phuong Dung did not look at him. "Nothing." My aunt's voice trembled. "Dung Dung, don't make trouble anymore." This sentence made my heart stop. "Again". Proving that this was not the first time she had done so. Phuong Dung was so forced that she had no choice but to finally open the box a little. Inside, in addition to the platinum bracelet, there is also that red string. Below the red string rests a small gold keychain. The edge of the gold lock has been sanded to a shine, the design is very old. I glanced at it and immediately recognized it. That is the original lock of that gold bracelet. Phuong Dung immediately reached out to close the box. Lam Tranh was faster than her, placed the iPad on the table, and said coldly: "Don't touch it." "The management and security are all here." "Now every move you make, everyone is watching." Phuong Dung's hand stiffened in mid-air. I turned around and went back to the bedroom. From deep in the drawer, she took out the gold bracelet she returned from the past. I have kept the bracelet in a jewelry box for many years. The keychain is loose and the ring is also slightly deformed. I rarely wear it. I placed the bracelet on the dining table. Co Tue Cam just took a look, her face changed. "This is not the bracelet my mother gave me in the past." My heart seemed to drop straight to the bottom. Lam Tranh picked up the bracelet. "Mom, are you sure?" Co Tue Cam nodded. "When I bought it, I specifically asked the craftsman to engrave words on the inside." "Nhan Tranh." "The day you two got married, I personally put it on Duong Nhan." She turned the bracelet over. The inside is smooth. There are no words at all. The living room was eerily quiet. Phuong Dung's face lost its color little by little. "Everyone, don't talk nonsense." "How many years have passed, who can still remember clearly?" Co Tue Cam did not argue with her. She returned to her room and quickly took out an old envelope. In the envelope was a receipt for an old purchase. Pure gold bracelet. Thirty-six point eight grams. Notes engraved in clear handwriting. Nhan Tranh. Lam Tranh held the bracelet currently in his hand and estimated it. "This one is obviously not as heavy." Phuong Dung said in a shrill voice: "Is your hand a sturdy scale?" Lam Tranh looked at the management board. "Do you mind testifying for me?" "Now I will take a photo to save." The management staff nodded. "Okay." Phuong Dung suddenly reached out to try to grab the golden lock on the table. I quickly grabbed the box and grabbed it. Her nails scratched the back of my hand, burning. Lam Tranh immediately shielded himself in front of me. "Phuong Dung." "If you move one more time, it won't be a family matter anymore." Phuong Dung gasped, tears welling up in her eyes again. "I don't know." "I really don't know." "That red string was something I picked up before." I looked at her. "Picked it up?" "Picked it up for seven years, and kept it in the same box as your bracelet?" My aunt clung to the door frame, her face even whiter than hers. Phuong Dung. Aunt suddenly whispered: "Dung Dung, didn't you tell me that year to take the bracelet to have the keychain repaired?" Phuong Dung turned her head suddenly. "Mom!" My aunt was startled by her shouting.

But this statement is enough. I picked up the phone. "No need to wait now." "Report to the police." Phuong Dung's eyes immediately became cruel. She suddenly turned around and rushed towards the suitcase, pulled the suitcase and rushed out the door. But just as she reached the entrance, the suitcase wheel suddenly stuck. The zipper does not pull tightly. A cement paper bag slid out from the side compartment. The mouth of the paper bag opened, and a yellow receipt fell out. I bowed my head and looked. Spout. Pure gold bracelet. Thirty-six point eight grams.11Phuong Dung stood at the entrance, her whole body stiff. The receipt fell right at her feet. The date on it is very clear. It was the third day after she borrowed my gold bracelet. Co Tue Cam's face was completely cold. The bracelet my grandmother gave me years ago is not simply gold. That was the money she had saved for a long time. It is also the respect that she, as a mother-in-law, has for her new daughter-in-law. I bent down to pick it up. Phuong Dung suddenly screamed, raised her foot and stepped on it. Lam Tranh immediately grabbed her suitcase. The receipt was half stepped on by her, the other half was still exposed. The management staff quickly spoke up. "Sister, don't destroy the scene." The security guard also took a step forward.