Chapter 11 — The New Marriage Digs the Truth

Lam Chi cried and shook his head. "I don't know any phone calls. Even if the small building once received a phone call, it wasn't me who heard it. Butler Ngo hates me, of course she will harm me." Butler Ngo panicked. "Miss Lam, how many things have I shouldered for you? You told me to take the picture, the gift box to return to my mother's house is for you to exchange, the solution is for you to take it from the master's study to copy it, the talcum powder in the soup is also you told me to take away, "You can't push it all on me!" Trieu Lam raised his hand and slapped Butler Ngo. "You slut, you dare to bite Chi Chi!" Butler Ngo was knocked to the side and got up crying again. "Madam, I have served you for twenty years, I know that the material records of the Trieu family are not clean, and I also know that Miss Lam once helped Mr. Trieu spread the word. You also protect her, the Luc family will be finished!" This time, even Trieu Lam is not clean dynamic. Mr. Luc closed his eyes. "Thua Nghien, call Trieu Minh." Trieu Lam immediately said: "Dad, my brother is not in Giang Thanh tonight." I picked up the phone and looked out the door. "He's here. Just arrived." The study room door was pushed open. Trieu Minh stood outside the door, behind were two bodyguards of the Luc family. There was still a forced smile on his face. "Dad, the house is so bustling, why didn't anyone invite me?" Mr. Luc looked at him. "Talk about the materials." Trieu Minh smiled. "What materials? I don't understand." I pushed the testing slip in front of him. "Sun Thi's shipment." Trieu Minh glanced over and smirked. "Miss Kieu just got married and dares to take care of Luc Thi's affairs? Thua Nghien, your wife is too in charge. Okay.” Luc Thua Nghien did not speak. I said: "Mr. Trieu can be stubborn if he wants to. General Director Ton has had someone test it again, and the results will be available tomorrow morning." Trieu Minh's face changed. Lam Chi suddenly spoke up: "Uncle Trieu, don't let the young lady scare you. She just wants to drive us all out of the Luc family." Trieu Minh looked at her. There was no mercy in those eyes, only warning. I caught it. "Miss Lam, what's the hurry? Mr. Trieu isn't scared yet, you're already scared." Lam Chi bit her lip. Mr. Luc said: "No one is allowed to leave the Luc family tonight. We'll talk about the results tomorrow morning." Trieu Minh's smile completely disappeared. "Dad, are you planning to put me under house arrest?" The old man raised his stick and pointed to the door. "The door of the Luc family, if you want to come in, go in, if you want to leave then leave, it's been too long." Trieu Minh looked at Trieu Lam. "Little sister, do you keep looking like that?" Trieu Lam's lips turned white. She looked at Lam Chi, then at Luc Thua Nghien, and finally said nothing. When Lam Chi bowed his head, his hand sneaked into his sleeve. I saw her phone screen light up. “Aunt Tan.” I spoke up. Aunt Tan immediately walked over and took her phone directly. Lam Chi shouted shrilly: "Why did you touch my things?" Aunt Tan looked at the screen, reading the words that had not yet been sent. "Uncle Trieu, the things are in the secret compartment in the bookcase of the small building, we must deal with them tonight." Luc Thua Nghien suddenly stood up. "Go to the small building." When the door of the small building was opened, Lam Chi was almost helped by a bodyguard. She was still crying, her cries hitting the stair railing, sounding empty. "Brother Thua Nghien, don't do that. That's where I've lived for more than ten years, you let so many people search, who will I have the face to see in the future?" Luc Thua Nghien stood in the middle of the living room. "Where is the secret compartment?" Lam Chi shook his head. "There is no secret compartment." I walked to the front of the cabinet. books. This is my first time coming to this bookshelf, but it's not unfamiliar. In the remains of her fiance three years ago, there was a blurry photo, in the corner of which was this row of engraved patterns. I reached out and pressed the wood grain on the right side of the third floor. A “click” sound rang out. The wooden panel opened. Lam Chi's crying was interrupted. In the secret compartment there is a parchment bag, one piece

old recording pen, some transfer slips and a copper card. Luc Thua Nghien picked up the bronze card, his voice hoarse. "What is this?" I said: "The second card." He looked at Lam Chi. "Chi Chi, didn't you say you didn't know?" Lam Chi stepped back step by step. "I don't know who put it in. It must have been Kieu Ninh, she planned it for a long time, she wanted to harm you!" I picked up the pen to record. "Then listen." Trieu Minh rushed forward to try to grab it, but was held back by a bodyguard. The recording pen was turned on, at first there was a cacophony of noise, then a young girl's voice rang out. "Don't notify the rescue team. Thua Nghien donated materials there, if the rescue team retreats, the media will say the Luc family's items are ineffective. Wait for them to rescue people and then speak." Another woman's voice trembled. "Miss Lam, someone will die." "Then tell them to save quickly. If you dare to tell me." Thua Nghien, I will tell my aunt to kick you out.” The recording stopped. In the room, there was only the sound of Lam Chi's urgent crying. Luc Thua Nghien's hand hung down at his side, the recording pen almost fell to the ground. "This is my voice." Lam Chi rushed forward to grab his clothes. "Brother Thua Nghien, at that time I didn't understand what was going on, I was just scared. I didn't want people to die, I really didn't want to." I looked at her. "Forty-two minutes. Every minute you can save it."