Chapter 8 — The Bride Strikes Back: Exposing the Liar

Guarantor. 5,000,000 yuan. Those three words hit me straight in the head, making the whole world spin, everything in front of me wobbled.

“No way!”

I blurted out, my voice almost breaking: “I have never signed any guarantee contract!” On the other end of the phone, Ca Ca smiled even more proudly, his voice lingering as if teasing.

“It's not up to you whether you sign it or not.”

“White paper and black ink, red fingerprints, all in my hands.”

“To Du Du, I give you the last chance.”

“Cooperate with us, make money together.”

“If not… this debt, you have to bear it.”

“At that time, my brothers' tricks... will no longer be as gentle as they are now.”

After speaking, he hung up the phone. I held the phone, my palms were wet with cold sweat, my whole body felt like I was falling into a bottomless pit. Chu Duyet saw my pale face and quickly helped me: "Du Du, what's wrong? Who's calling?"

“Black credit… they said I was the guarantor for Trieu Quoc Cuong's loan.”

My voice was so shaky that even I felt strange. Chu Duyet was stunned: "No way! When did you sign?" I tried to remember, my mind was as confused as a ball of thread being pulled loose. Then I suddenly remembered. It's still the same stack of paperwork for home loan procedures. Trieu Khai gave me the signature, it was thick, I just wanted to get it done quickly so I didn't read it carefully. Surely there is a guarantee contract in there. That bastard... from the beginning, he planned to drag me down with him. If the wedding goes smoothly, I will become the daughter-in-law of the Trieu family, and I will have to bear this debt even if I don't want to. If the wedding fails, like now, that fake contract will be the final blow, dragging me to death with it. A two-layer trap, tight to the point of being scary. I felt dizzy, cold from the inside out, and for the first time truly felt the word "excellent route".

“Du Du, calm down!”

Chu Duyet grabbed my shoulder and shook me hard.

“That signature is definitely fake, we can verify the handwriting!”

That's right... signature appraisal. A glimmer of hope. I immediately called Uncle Vuong and told him everything. After listening, he was silent for a long time, his voice became heavy.

“Du Du, this is more complicated than we thought.”

“Forging a signature to create a guarantee is a serious financial fraud.”

“But the key is we have to prove that the signature is fake.”

“The problem is that the other party is a lending gang, they will not easily hand over the original contract.”

“Without the original, it is impossible to verify.”

My heart sank again.

“So… what to do?”

Uncle Vuong pondered for a moment and then said:

“There is only one way.”

“Report to the police.”

“Presenting the whole story, from loan sharking to fraud and falsification of documents.”

“Let the authorities step in and collect evidence.”

“This is the only way.”

I nodded, even though he couldn't see.

“Yes, I understand.”

Hanging up, I felt as if my strength had been drained, I sat silently, feeling like I had just taken the initiative but fell into a deeper trap. That family... is much scarier than I thought. Just when my mind was confused, the phone rang again. Trieu Khai. I hesitated for a few seconds then picked up the phone. This time his voice was no longer mad or resentful, but trembling and choked as if he were crying.

“Du Du… I beg you, save my father!”

I laughed coldly in my heart, continue acting?

“Trieu Khai, what tricks are you planning on playing?”

"No! I'm not acting!"

He spoke quickly, his voice as if it was about to break.

“Report ca… They arrested my father!”

“Said that if he didn't pay, he would... cut off one of his hands!”

“Du Du, I was wrong, my whole family was wrong!”

“I beg you, go tell Brother Bao, accept that guarantee contract!”

“As long as you accept, they won't touch my father!”

"Don't worry, we will definitely find a way to pay the money, the house and car will all be returned to you, we don't need anything else!"

“Just please… save my father's life first!”

He screamed until he was hoarse, it sounded so real that if it was the old me, I might have softened my heart. But now, I am more alert than ever. This is a trap. A blood-stained trap, using his father's life to force me into it. As long as I nodded to accept the guarantee contract, that 5,000,000 yuan debt would immediately press down on my life like a mountain. By that time, the Trieu family had run away, and I... could never raise my head.