Chapter 3 — The Wedding Was Broadcast Live, I Came Back To Life From The Coffin

Hua Minh Chau bit her lip.

“Mom... isn't it so pitiful to do that to her?”

Tham Ky Bach pushed a file in front of her.

“If you want to get the Hua group, don't be soft-hearted.”

The video stops there. Everyone's eyes simultaneously turned to Chu Lam. Today she is wearing a plum red cheongsam, and on her wrist is the jade bracelet my mother left behind. From the beginning of the session until now, she has been sitting at the main table, always keeping a smile on her face. At this point... I finally couldn't laugh anymore.

“Tri Mien.”

She spoke coldly.

“I have raised you for so many years, and in the end you use these things to repay me?”

“You raised me?”

I looked at the jade bracelet on her wrist.

"Chu Lam, the year my mother passed away, I was only ten years old. She led Hua Minh Chau into the Hua family, knelt in front of my father, and said that she only asked for a piece of rice to live."

“Then she stayed in my room, wore my mother's jewelry, and changed the password to my safe.”

“You call that raising me?”

Chu Lam's face immediately darkened.

“If it weren't for me, do you think the Hua family could have survived until today?”

“Fending off until today?”

I asked back.

“To the point of being in debt of seven billion six hundred million yuan?”

“To the extent of selling the laboratory my mother left behind to a foreign company?”

“Defend to the point that three hundred research staff of the Hua Group are owed salaries?”

These words... made the whole auditorium even more shocked than the previous video. Among today's guests are many partners and investors of the Hua group. They only knew that the group had recently had cash flow difficulties. But no one expected... The financial hole had become so big. Finally, Tham Ky Bach's expression also changed.

“Hua Tri Mien!”

I tilted my head to look at him.

“What's the hurry?”

“This is only the third gift.”

I turned around to face the camera.

“Dear all viewers watching the livestream.”

“Today's wedding was originally expected to cost eighty million yuan.”

“All the roses in the lobby were airlifted from Ecuador.”

“The wine used at the party is champagne aged for twenty years.”

“The bride's wedding dress was sewn by hand over four months.”

I stopped for a moment.

“Meanwhile... this month's salary of Hua Group's employees is nineteen days in arrears.”

The comment box immediately exploded.

“If you can't pay your staff's salary, you'll hold an eighty million yuan wedding?”

“Draining blood to this extent?”

"I am an employee of Hua Group. I confirm that I have not been paid yet."

"My father is a supplier of the Hua family. The debt has been owed for two years."

More and more comments appeared in the livestream room. At the same time, it also runs smoothly on the big screen. Like an indictment... Coming years late. These comments do not appear randomly. Over the past three months, I have had my lawyer and audit team contact each employee whose wages were owed and each supplier whose capital was misappropriated. Today I publicly broadcast live. Finally... They dared to say the words they had been holding back for so long. Tham Ky Bach's assistant's forehead was covered in sweat. The phone in his hand kept ringing. I know... Investor. Communication. On weekdays, those people all dressed politely and appeared dignified. But once smelled smelled blood... No one was faster than them. Suddenly Hua Minh Chau rushed towards me, raised his hand to slap. I immediately held her wrist tightly. She gritted her teeth, lowered her voice, and her eyes were full of resentment.

“Hua Tri Mien, why aren't you dead yet?”

I looked at the delicate makeup on her face.

“Because... you're still alive.”

Her whole body stiffened. In the next second, she went limp, clutching her stomach and retreating back.

“Mr. Ky Bach... my stomach hurts... our baby...”

This trick... It's really effective. Tham Ky Bach immediately caught her. In the row of guests, cheers rang out.

“Is the bride pregnant?”

Hua Minh Chau leaned on Tham Ky Bach's lap, tears rolling down.

“Sister... even if you hate me, you can't harm my child.”

Tham Ky Bach raised his head and looked at me. A glint of killing intent flashed in his eyes.

“Hua Tri Mien.”

“You've gone too far.”

I let go and smiled slightly.

“The baby?”

I pressed the control button. The big screen displayed a hospital report. Full name: Hua Minh Chau. Test results: HCG in the blood was negative, there was no basis to confirm pregnancy. Test time: 9:26 a.m. yesterday morning. The entire banquet hall looked like someone had just dropped a bomb. Hua Minh Chau shouted loudly:

“You investigate me!”

I shook my head.

"It's not me investigating you, but your personal doctor who sold this report to Tham Ky Bach. Yesterday afternoon, when his assistant was making the payment, he accidentally transferred both the payment voucher and the attached file to the exact financial line being monitored by the police."

Tham Ky Bach's expression immediately stiffened. Hua Minh Chau couldn't believe it and turned to look at him. I keep saying:

"He knew for a long time that she was not pregnant. But he needed the excuse of 'pregnancy' to stabilize the Hua family's board of directors, stabilize Chu Lam, and at the same time retain her."

Hua Minh Chau's voice trembled.

“Mr. Ky Bach…”

Tham Ky Bach did not answer. His silence... Was the clearest answer. But that's still not enough.

“By the way, Mr. Tham also don't show injustice.”

"Even though Hua Minh Chau is not pregnant, she has indeed prepared a copy of the pregnancy test results... along with a backup father."

The screen immediately changed scene.