Chapter 8 — The first day on air, I slapped Thien Kim Fake

As the show neared its end, I began to prepare for my final attack. I used the program's phone and secretly called a number. This is a number I have memorized for a long time. The phone rang for a long time before someone picked up. On the other end of the line was a hoarse and alert male voice.

“Who is that?”

I lowered my voice and slowly opened my mouth.

“Do you remember the daughter you sold eighteen years ago?”

The other end of the line was as silent as death. After a long while, the man spoke, his voice trembling.

"Who... are you? You know... how do you know..."

I smiled softly.

“It doesn't matter who you are.”

“The important thing is, do you want your daughter back?”

“Or should I say, you want to make more money from the To family?”

There was a sound of heavy breathing on the other side. I know, he took the bait. This man's name is Zhang Qiang. He is To Van's biological father. A gambling addict, a vile person. But he is the last and strongest card in my hand.

“The day the program ends, I come here.”

“I will arrange everything well.”

“You just need to bring the 'contract' of the transaction with the To family in the past, and tell everything you know.”

“Once completed, I will give you one million.”

One million. For the To family, it's not worth much. But for a gambling addict, it was enough money to make him sell his life. Zhang Qiang did not hesitate and immediately agreed.

“Okay! I listen to you!”

Turning off the phone, I looked out the window. It was late at night. The night before dawn is always the most miserable. To family, your end has come.

10

Finally, the long-awaited closing night has arrived. The live stage was packed with people. The whole country is looking forward to the end of this rich family drama. Everyone in the To family, their faces like ash, tried to sit on the stage. After these attacks, they no longer had the same heroic spirit as before, now only soulless corpses remained. The MC continued following the script, going to the final part of the program.

“After living together, I believe that every family has a lot of emotions, now, please share your thoughts.”

Giang Lan held the mic, her lips moved, but she couldn't utter a single word. What can she say? Say she regrets it? Or say she hates me? In front of the whole country, she didn't bother pretending anymore. To Chan Hong was silent the whole time, his face black as ink. To Mac bowed his head, like a child who had done something wrong. Only To Van is still playing her role. She put on careful makeup, trying to hide her tiredness, took the mic, her eyes filled with tears.

"Lately, I've been thinking a lot... I know, maybe I shouldn't appear in this family, taking your place..."

“If my presence makes everyone suffer like that, I'm willing to leave…”

She started acting out the "retreat to advance" play again. Unfortunately, no one believes it anymore. On the screen, a series of mocking comments appeared. 【It's starting again, the "green tea artist" is on stage again.】 【Go, why don't you just go, talk a lot but do nothing.】 【Stop acting, I'm so embarrassed that I'm sick.】 Finally, the mic was given to me. All eyes were on me. I know, they are waiting for my final verdict. I didn't look at the To family, but turned to the camera and smiled slightly gently.

“Before sharing my thoughts, I would like to invite a special guest on stage.”

“He has some words to say to everyone.”

The MC and director were both stunned, this was not in the script. But before he could react, the side door of the studio suddenly opened. A middle-aged man, poorly dressed and disheveled in appearance, was held back by the staff but still barged in. He looked very nervous and excited, his cloudy eyes searching everywhere on the stage. When his eyes stopped on To Van, he suddenly burst into tears.

“My daughter! My daughter!”

He cried and rushed towards the stage. To Van, when she saw that man, her face turned pale. She seemed to see a ghost, her eyes were wide open, her body was shaking non-stop.

“No… don't come here!”

“I don't know you!”

She screamed, jumped up from the chair, and backed away in panic. The whole school was in chaos. Giang Lan and To Chan Hong also recognized that man. Their expressions were even more horrified than To Van's. It was an expression more desperate than the end of the world. I stood up, walked to the man, and supported him. I picked up the mic and spoke loudly for everyone to hear, also for the whole country to know.

“Please introduce yourself to everyone.”

“This is Mr. Truong Cuong.”

"And at the same time, he is also the biological father of my 'sister', To Van."

One sentence, like lightning in a clear sky. The whole studio was silent as a sheet. Everyone was left speechless by this horrifying twist. And this, is just the beginning of the trial.

11

Truong Cuong knelt on the floor, crying and screaming non-stop. He pointed at To Chan Hong and Giang Lan on stage, his voice hoarse and full of anger.

"It's them! They bought my daughter!"

“Eighteen years ago, I was in debt because of gambling, and they found me.”

“They said their daughter had passed away, and Giang Lan was so sad that she couldn't give birth anymore.”

“They looked right at To Van and said that if I gave them my daughter, they would help me pay off all my gambling debts and give me a large amount of money.”

“At that time my vision was blurred, I… I agreed…”

Truong Cuong took out a yellowed, folded, wrinkled piece of paper from his shirt. He trembled and opened it, holding it up to the camera.

"This is proof! This is the 'adoption contract' back then!"

"It clearly states that they gave me fifty thousand to buy off the father-son relationship between me and To Van!"

The camera zooms in on the paper, clearly magnifying it. In fact, it is not an "adoption contract" but a naked "sale contract". Fifty thousand, buys a living human being.