Chapter 3 — The Kindergarten Class Asked Me to Pay 200,000 Yuan in Tuition Fees, But I Couldn't Have a Son

Chu Du Xuyen arrived very quickly. Twenty minutes. Normally it takes at least forty minutes to get here from the company. It turned out that people at the company could still come that quickly. Tham Man went with him. She wore a light blue dress, her hair tied low at the nape of her neck. As soon as he entered the door, he immediately looked towards Chu Tinh Than.

“Tinh Tinh, are you scared?”

Then he looked at me.

"Miss Nam Kieu, I'm sorry. I didn't know you would misunderstand."

I put the family development agreement on the table.

“Which page did you misunderstand?”

Tham Man bit her lip. Tears quickly rose.

"I just want Tinh Tinh to have a better chance. Mr. Du Xuyen said I won't care."

I turned to look at Chu Du Xuyen.

“I wouldn't notice?”

He raised his hand to gently rub between his eyebrows. It's a habit every time I feel guilty. But he quickly regained his composure.

“Nam Kieu, I was originally going to tell you this tonight.”

“What a coincidence.”

"The early education class also decided to force me to pay 200,000 yuan in tuition this afternoon before five o'clock."

His face became unsightly.

"I will handle the remaining amount. You don't need to pay."

“But my name is on the contract.”

“Just borrowing your information to do an assessment of family stability.”

I turned to the pick-up and drop-off authorization form.

“Tham Man used my name to participate in the family sports festival.”

“Chu Tinh Than used my home address to approve admission.”

“In the family relationship commitment document, I am the biological mother.”

I raised my head to look at him.

“Chu Yu Xuyen, what you're missing are documents?”

“What you lack is a mother.”

Tham Man's face immediately turned white. Mother-in-law hugged Chu Tinh Than tighter.

"Co Nam Kieu, don't speak so harshly. The child is still here!"

I looked at the boy in her lap.

"When people use my name, they don't think about the fact that there are children in front of them."

Chu Du Xuyen lowered his voice.

“Let's go outside and talk.”

"No need. Let's talk here."

“Nam Kieu.”

His voice was a little heavier.

“Do you have to make a fuss in front of the child?”

Here we go again. He always pushes the child forward. Sneak my name. My house. My money. My daughter's school district. Everything goes behind the baby's back. Then he turned to ask me how I could be so cruel.

“I'm not making a fuss.”

I pointed towards the cashier.

“I just want to confirm before I pay the tuition that I gave birth to this son.”

The receptionist bowed her head. Don't dare say a word. Chu Du Xuyen took a deep breath.

“Tinh Tinh is Man Man's child.”

“Tinh Tinh is Man Man's child.”

“Where is his father?”

He was silent. Tham Man immediately burst into tears.

"Miss Nam Kieu, do you have to insult me like that? My husband passed away early, Tinh Tinh has been without a father since he was young. Mr. Du Xuyen only sees him as pitiful."

I nodded.

“So when you wore the name tag ‘Mother — Co Nam Kieu’ on your chest, you must have been very pitiful.”

Her cries were muffled. Chu Du Xuyen's face darkened.

“Nam Kieu, these past few years you have become more and more bitter.”

"Man Man didn't steal anything from me. She just borrowed my identity."

I looked at him.

“For how long?”

He frowned.

"Wait until the child's admission is stable."

“Still entering household registration?”

He didn't answer. I pushed the admission evaluation form towards him.

“It's written clearly here.”

“I plan to follow my mother, Co Nam Kieu, into the household border gate in Van Giang Nhat Hao area.”

The mother-in-law immediately interjected:

"It's just an estimate, it's not a real import."

“So have you got your house book yet?”

Her eyes wavered slightly. Chu Du Xuyen finally spoke.

“I just took pictures.”

I laughed.

“Which pages should I take pictures of?”

He didn't answer. My mother-in-law's hand reached farther than I thought. I answered for him:

“Ownership page.”

“Address page.”

“Mortgage status page.”

He looked at me.

“You looked it up?”

“In the attachment the early education class sent me.”

I opened the photo. The house book was photographed extremely clearly. In the lower left corner, a corner of my dining table is also visible. That table. Last week, my mother-in-law came to dinner and sat there. That day she said her chopsticks were not suitable for her hand. Made me go to the kitchen and get another pair. I'll go get it. And she took advantage of taking photos of my house. I looked towards her.

“Did the chopsticks you used that day fit your hand?”

Her face was sometimes red and sometimes white.

“Aren't I doing everything for this house?”

“Which house?”

She hugged Chu Tinh Than tightly. No reply. Because the answer is so obvious. In the house she was protecting. There was no more room for me and Niem Niem anymore. I did not notify the police on the spot. Chu Du Xuyen understands me very well. He knows I like to keep accounts clear. I also know that I will not take action until I have gathered enough evidence. And he must have prepared an explanation. He pulled me to the end of the hallway. Tham Man held the baby and stood crying in front of the classroom door. My mother-in-law was explaining to the teacher that I had postpartum psychological sequelae. My daughter is five and a half years old. Yet she still used the word "postpartum" to silence me. Chu Du Xuyen gave me a bottle of water. I don't accept. He placed the water bottle on the windowsill.

“Nam Kieu, I know this is very difficult for you to accept.”

“Stop beating around the bush.”

He paused for a moment.

“Tinh Tinh is Man Man's child, but he is also a child that I watch grow up every day. I can't stand by and watch him get rejected from a good school just because he lacks family records."

“So you named me as his mother?”

“It's just a profile.”

“So what about the remaining 200,000 yuan of tuition?”

“I will play.”

“So who paid the 100,000 yuan deposit?”

He was silent. I took out my phone.

“I checked the family's joint account.”

“On the fifteenth of last month, I transferred 100,000 yuan.”

“Notes are company deposits.”

Chu Du Xuyen's face immediately changed.

“Can you check my transaction?”

“Joint account of husband and wife.”

“Why wasn't I tested?”

He tried to suppress his anger.

“Nam Kieu, your current appearance is really scary.”

I looked at him.

“If I check 100,000 yuan, it's scary.”

“And isn't it scary that you stole my identity?”

“That's not stealing!”

His voice suddenly rose. Then quickly lowered it again.

“I am your husband.”

“We are one family.”

“I used your information because I believed you would understand.”

“What about Niem Niem?”

He frowned.

“What about Niem Niem?”

“This year, Khai Minh International Primary School only grants one priority seat to each household with the same residential address.”

That was the information the receptionist accidentally revealed. If Chu Tinh Than uses Van Giang Nhat Hao apartment to complete his admission score first. So next year when Niem Niem goes to elementary school. System The system will determine that the address is already in use. There is only one priority. Chu Du Xuyen was silent. He knows. He always knew. The last bit of cold remaining in my heart also disappeared.

“That means you didn't just borrow my identity.”

“I'm using Niem Niem's class to pave the way for Chu Tinh Than.”

Chu Du Xuyen closed his eyes.

“Nien Niem is a girl.”

“It's okay to be a year late for school.”

I raised my hand. I knocked the water bottle on the windowsill and fell to the ground.