Chapter 3 — The Muse of the Underworld and the Brainless Husband

The force was so strong that I directly crashed into the pillar next to me. There was a sharp pain in my shoulder, I fell to the ground and didn't move anymore.

"Get out! Don't stop So So from offering the ceremony!"

Luc Minh's face was full of enthusiasm, he pointed at me and scolded loudly:

"What does an ordinary person like you understand? The old lady has lived to this age and has long seen through life and death!"

“She certainly understands this elegance! This is art!”

After speaking, he still looked at Mrs. Trieu expectantly, as if waiting for the applause. Pop! A crunching sound broke the silence. The pearl necklace in the millionaire's hand was thrown hard to the ground, the broken pearls scattered.

“You bastard!”

The millionaire roared, the vibrating sound made the entire hall buzz. He tremblingly pointed at the robe in Lam So's hand, so angry that his whole body trembled.

“My mother celebrates her longevity, but you give her a longevity shirt?”

“Is this the so-called surprise you prepare? Huh?!”

“You are cursing my mother to death!”

At this time, the old woman also regained her composure, looked everywhere at the white flowers and robes in front of her, her eyes widened, and she immediately fainted.

“Mom!”

The millionaire quickly hugged the old woman, his eyes bloodshot. He suddenly turned his head, cold eyes staring at Lam So and Luc Minh.

“Get this crazy woman dressed in mourning clothes out to me!”

“Strike!”

More than a dozen black-shirted bodyguards immediately rushed up. Lam So was so scared that he was stunned. The robe in his hand fell to the ground, the artist's arrogant aura from before completely disappeared. Looking at the bodyguards approaching, she screamed, crawled and rolled to hide behind Luc Minh.

“No… not me!”

She pointed at me lying on the ground, screaming madly:

"It's her! She's the general in charge! I was forced by her!"

"I'm just giving my opinion, Tham So Mac is determined to do so! That's what makes it explosive!"

Luc Minh was also scared to death by this battle. Hearing Lam So say that, he almost instinctively immediately took the pot and placed it directly on my head.

"That's right, that's right! General Zhao, I'm innocent!"

He bowed his head to the rich millionaire, his face covered in cold sweat.

"It's all my wife Tam So Mac! Lately she's been mentally unstable, has an evil mind, and wants to take revenge on society!"

"I stopped her! You saw it just now, I was about to stop her, but she was determined to do these underworld things!"

I slowly got up from the ground, rubbing my painful shoulder. It's so special. Just now, it was said that it was art and elegance. Now that something happened, it immediately turned into me taking revenge on society. The chemistry between this couple is still the same as before. The millionaire is angry and has no mind to distinguish between truth and falsehood. He handed the old woman over to his personal doctor, turned around, and walked towards me step by step. The pressure of those in high positions makes people almost unable to breathe.

“Tham So Mac.”

He gritted his teeth, each word seemed to come out of an ice cellar.

“I give you a budget of five million, but you make my mother a shrine?”

“Okay, very good.”

“I will make you completely disappear from this industry, I will make you rot in jail!”

The guests around me pointed and talked, countless disdainful eyes fell on me. Luc Minh and Lam So hid outside the bodyguards, their faces showing a lucky escape, even a little gloating. Faced with so many critics, I don't make excuses one sentence. I just raised my wrist and looked at the clock. It's time.

“General Zhao.”

I faced the millionaire's murderous eyes and calmly spoke up.

“Don't rush to kill me.”

I took out a black walkie-talkie from my pocket.

“Team B prepares.”

“Open the door to the next hall.”

According to my words, the large red wooden door on the side that was always closed slowly slid to the sides. Thousands of golden rays of light immediately pierced the whiteness here. When the door opened completely, a strong stream of joyful air rushed straight into my face. In the banquet hall next door, red silk stretches like clouds, the giant word "Tho" carved from Nam Moc wood hangs high in the middle, strong pen strokes. Everywhere peonies are blooming, each flower is beautiful and moist, symbolizing auspicious wealth. Ninety-nine red lanterns hung high, illuminating the entire grand hall. On the central stage, several traditional music masters dressed in bright red costumes were tuning their instruments. This is the scene of the real life celebration party. Rich, spirited, bustling, not able to find a single flaw. The whole hall was silent. Everyone gasped, looking at this extremely shocking red and white contrast. On one side is a dark and scary spiritual hall, on the other side is a party to celebrate wealth and prosperity in the human world.