The Day I Saved 400,000 Yuan
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Chapter 5

Chapter 5 — The Day I Saved 400,000 Yuan

Updated 10/08/2026 4 min read

Tran Hao is back. The key is inserted into the lock. But I can't keep turning.

"Hmm? What's wrong?"

He muttered incomprehensibly. Right after that. A female voice rang out. It's Tham Nhuoc Dao.

"A Hao, what's wrong?"

"Can't open the door?"

"Did you bring the wrong key?"

"No way."

Tran Hao's voice began to lose patience. He used force to turn the door handle.

"Are you in there?"

He started banging on the door. The banging sounded loudly. I walked behind the door. Look through the cat's eyes. Tran Hao is visibly upset. And Tham Nhuoc Dao put her arm around him. Standing there as if I were the new owner of the house. His eyes constantly curiously observed the surroundings. I opened the door. But only a small gap opened. The anti-theft chain is still installed.

"You're back?"

I said calmly. See me. Tran Hao was stunned. Immediately afterward, anger flared up.

"What are you doing?"

"Why change the lock?"

I didn't bother to answer him. His eyes went beyond Tran Hao's shoulder. Stopped on Tham Nhuoc Dao's body. Today she dressed very carefully. Around her neck is a Bulgari necklace worth 52,000 yuan. Under the hallway light. It sparkles so brightly it's blinding. What an eyesore.

"What's the matter?"

I asked coldly.

"I... I'll go get my things."

Tran Hao felt unnatural when looking at me.

"Have you packed your things yet?"

I pointed towards two large suitcases placed next to the door.

"It's all there."

"Bring it."

Tran Hao's face immediately turned red like pig liver.

"Don't be too much!"

Tham Nhuoc Dao gently pulled his sleeve. Speak up gently:

"A Hao, don't be angry."

"Sister-in-law is probably just unhappy."

"How about we go in and talk to her properly?"

She was just about to squeeze inside. I immediately pushed the door back. The anti-theft chains collided and made a jingling sound. Block her path. I looked straight into her eyes. Say every word.

"The first."

"I'm not your sister-in-law."

"This is my house."

"My house does not welcome little three."

"Dogs are not welcome either."

"I'll give you three seconds."

"Take your dog."

"Get out of my area."

Tham Nhuoc Dao's face immediately turned pale. Perhaps from childhood to adulthood, she had never been pointed at and scolded like that by anyone. In those eyes, always as gentle as water, now only shock and humiliation remained.

"What...what are you talking about?"

Her voice trembled. Only then did Tran Hao regain his composure. He immediately pulled Tham Nhuoc Dao behind him to protect him. Then roared at me:

"On Tinh! Are you crazy?"

"Why did you scold Nhuoc Dao?"

"She didn't do anything to you?"

"This is our home!"

"What right do you have to chase us away?"

"Your house?"

I laughed. Laughing so much I couldn't help it. I turned around and went into the living room. Open the drawer. Take out the crimson red book. Then go back to the door. Away from an anti-theft chain. I jerked the red book towards him.

"Tran Hao."

"Open your dog eyes and look closely."

"Whose name is written on it?"

Tran Hao grabbed the red book. When you see the owner section. The expression on his face was completely frozen.

"No... no way..."

He muttered.

"No way..."

"Your mother clearly said..."

"What did your mother say?"

I coldly interrupted.

"Your mother said this house is yours?"

"My mother said I can casually bring women outside come here?"

"Tran Hao."

"If your mother down in the golden stream knew the wretched things you did."

"Perhaps she will be so angry that she will rise from her grave."

"And then strangled him to death with his own hands."

Every word I say is like a blade. Stabbed straight into his heart. Tran Hao's face turned from red to white. Then from white to gray-blue. Can't even say a single word.

"Are you done watching yet?"

I held out my hand.

"When you're done, give me back my stuff."

Like burning your hand. He immediately threw back the red book. I put it away. Then looked at the two people in front of him. A person who has lost his soul. One man had tears in his eyes. Truly a match made in heaven.

"The stuff is out there."

I pointed towards the two suitcases.

"Bring it yourself."

"From today onwards."

"Don't let me see you guys again."

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