Chapter 16 — The Wedding House Was Destroyed, I Want It All Back

I took a deep breath, nodded reflexively, then realized she couldn't see, quietly replied "okay", turned on the speakerphone, put the phone on the head of the bed, and turned to call the receptionist.

“Hello, receptionist.”

"There are people on my floor who are banging on the door, cursing, threatening, even saying they will die right in front of the room door. This has seriously affected my safety and rest. I request you to immediately report to the police and extract the camera."

“I'm in room 1706.”

The other party was clearly frightened by the situation, repeatedly apologizing, saying he would immediately contact security and the police, and telling me absolutely not to open the door. I hung up the phone, turned around and stood in front of the door, looking through cat eyes. Chu Da's mother almost lost control, her hand hit so hard that the door shook slightly, her mouth continuously cursed "cruel heart", "ungrateful", interspersed with the words "you forced my daughter to death", "I risked you". Chu Da stood next to him, pulling but not daring to pull too hard, occasionally turning his head to look at the hallway camera, his face gray, with panic in his eyes. Behind them, his father stood straight, his facial features tense, his lips pursed, his eyes showing no remorse, only calculation and frustration. As for the man who looked like Trieu Loi, his hands were in his pockets, leaning against the wall, his cold smile becoming clearer and clearer, as if he was enjoying a play.

“Let's take a video.” Tham Du reminded from the other end of the phone, "from now on, record everything, remember to keep the time, location, and save a copy."

I turned on the camera, raised the phone to the cat's eye level, trying to keep my hand steady. In the frame, her face was pulled close, her eyes were bloodshot, her tears and nose mixed together, her knuckles pounded on the door until they turned red, and the curses continued endlessly. Chu Da sometimes advised, sometimes angrily scolded, "don't do it again", but took no real action to stop her, and had no intention of letting her leave. At that moment, I realized very clearly — they are not people "pulled away by emotions", but people who are used to using emotions to force others. Their loss of control… has long been a kind of privilege. About ten minutes later, the sound of rapid footsteps was heard in the hallway, mixed with the voice of a security guard trying to intervene and a stern male voice.

"Who is making noise here, a guest just reported someone threatening suicide in front of the room door, who is it?"

Chu Da's mother was pulled back, her pounding on the door slowed down, and her voice became a little quieter. I looked through my cat's eyes and saw two hotel security guards arriving, behind them were two policemen, one was presenting documents, the other was scanning the entire scene.

“Comrade police, it was her, she forced my daughter to die.”

Chu Da's mother immediately grabbed the police officer's sleeve, pointed straight at my door, and her crying voice rose again.

"It was wrong for my daughter to smash the house, but she forced us to pay more than 4,000,000 yuan and wanted her to go to jail. Tell me, her heart is so poisonous."

The policeman frowned, took a step back, and pulled out his sleeve.

"Calm down, you can't decide right or wrong by shouting."

He looked at Chu Da, his voice became tougher.

"You are a family member, right? The hotel has reported you, saying you made noise and made threats in the accommodation area. This is a public place. Your behavior has seriously affected other guests."

Another policeman raised his head and looked toward the hallway camera.

“This place has cameras That's right, the hotel side helped extract the recent video recording, we need a backup.”

The security guard nodded repeatedly and immediately led a police officer toward the surveillance room.

“Miss Lam, right?” The police officer just walked up to the door and said through the door in a reassuring voice, "We are the local police, we are present, the basic situation is understood, can you open the door, we will keep order here and ensure your safety."

I looked at the time recorded on the phone, confirmed that the video had just been saved, then reinstalled the phone and slowly opened the safety latch and turned the lock. As soon as the door opened, eyes from the hallway immediately turned to me. Chu Da's mother reflexively wanted to rush up, but was immediately stopped by the police who raised their hands.

“Calm down, take one more step and we will apply coercive measures.” His voice was cold.

I stood in the doorway, didn't step out, just nodded slightly.