Chapter 6 — There Are People You Can Only Meet Once In Your Life

I just replied to his email.

"I don't know anyone named Lam Van."

"In addition, arbitrarily looking up other people's account information is a violation of the law."

"I advise you to be careful."

He answered almost immediately.

"Three o'clock tomorrow afternoon."

"Time Coffee Shop, Nam Thanh."

"We meet."

I looked at the screen and laughed. Deputy Han Xuyen. He's still as arrogant as ever. Who do you think you are? Just wave your hand... Will I obediently run over? I turned off the computer. Start packing your luggage. Ms. Chu approved giving me a week off. The reason is...

“There's family business in the countryside.”

But in reality. I booked a plane ticket to Bac Thanh. Departure date... Exactly one day before the wedding of Pho Han Xuyen and Tham Thanh Vi. There are plays... Only when witnessed with your own eyes are they interesting enough. The night before departure. Tan Tinh video called me.

“Are you really planning to go back?”

It was extremely noisy behind her. Probably at the bar.

“For the past half year, Pho Han Xuyen has gone crazy.”

“He turned everywhere to find you.”

“Even went to your parents' grave to keep watch for many days.”

"Fortunately, the two of us were buried in the countryside that year. He didn't know the exact location."

I folded the last set of clothes and put them in my suitcase.

“Love Love.”

“This time I came back... not to see him.”

“So what's the point?”

“Give a big gift.”

I sent her a photo of the semi-finished wedding ring.

“Tham Thanh Vi's wedding ring.”

“There's a little surprise inside.”

Tan Tinh enlarged the photo. Immediately after that, he took a sharp breath of cold air.

“Are you crazy?”

“What if we get discovered?”

“Unable to detect.”

I zipped the suitcase.

“Unless she gets excited and takes the ring to a professional lab to have it completely examined.”

“But with Tham Thanh Vi's personality…”

"Do you think she will be suspicious of the wedding ring that Pho Han Xuyen spent a lot of money on?"

Tan Tinh was silent for a long time. Then spoke softly.

“Van Van…”

“You have really changed.”

“People have to grow up eventually.”

I looked at myself in the mirror. That strange woman... is no longer the old Lam Van anymore.

“Love Love.”

“Wait for me to come back.”

After hanging up. I opened the bottom drawer of the nightstand. Inside there is only one file bag. There are three items stored in it. Full audio recording of the day Fu Han Xuyen pushed me down the stairs. Cloud copy... Saved in five backup copies. Medical records of the miscarriage. Along with your baby's ultrasound photo. A copy of the signed divorce petition. Different from last time. In the asset division section... I request to be divided 50% of all assets in Pho Han Xuyen's name. Including 28% shares of Pho Thi Group. That year, he signed a divorce petition. I didn't take a penny from him. But now... I've changed my mind. Deputy Han Xuyen. What you owe me... It's time to pay. Both capital and interest. August in Bac Thanh is as hot as a steamer. I wear a hat and mask. Mixed in with the crowd of reporters standing outside the church. Tan Tinh helped me get a reporter's card for a fashion magazine. Card worn on chest. In hand is a professional camera.

“You really are reckless.”

Tan Tinh lowered his voice.

“Deputy Han Xuyen mobilized nearly half of Bac Thanh's security forces here.”

“Tightly guarded inside and out.”

“Even a fly is difficult fly away.”

“I didn't intend to go in.”

I adjusted the lens. Head straight towards the church gate.

“Standing outside to watch is enough.”

Exactly ten o'clock. The wedding convoy entered. The leading car is the Lincoln stretch limousine. The entire car body is decorated with tens of thousands of white roses. The car door opens. Pho Han Xuyen stepped down first. Today he is wearing a white tuxedo. Beautiful like a prince. If you ignore the tightly pursed lips... And the gloom always covers the bottom of the eyes. He turned around. Offer your hand to help the bride get out of the car. Tham Thanh Vi wore a custom-made wedding dress worth tens of millions of yuan. The skirt is more than three meters long. The veil is encrusted with small sparkling diamonds. The smile on her lips was filled with happiness. She took Pho Han Xuyen's arm. Constantly waving in front of a series of media cameras. The shutter sounded continuously. I also raised the camera. Continuously click. Through the lens. Pho Han Xuyen's face appeared more and more clearly. He didn't look like a groom-to-be. One could even say... He was very upset. When Tham Thanh Vi stood on tiptoe to kiss him on the cheek... He slightly tilted his head. Silently avoid. Really interesting. Before entering the church, Pho Han Xuyen suddenly stopped. He turned his head to look towards the press area. His eyes slowly scanned the crowd, as if looking for someone. In that short moment... Our eyes crossed a distance of dozens of meters, accidentally touching each other. I immediately pulled the brim of my hat lower, turned around and pretended to adjust the camera.