Chapter 19 — There Are Positions You Can Only Hold For Yourself

I held the phone and waited until two in the morning. Finally, Tran Nhien sent me a voice message. He said he had just finished studying. Want to go to sleep. I didn't make a fool of myself. Just text him one sentence back.

“Rest early.”

In the same night. I wait for his message. And another woman... Left behind medical records in his life. Manh Dinh's face was filled with panic.

“It was just a small surgery.”

“It's just an appendectomy.”

Old Tien laughed.

“That's not what you told me at the time.”

Ms. Vuong Le suddenly shouted.

“Shut up.”

That shouting was too urgent. On the contrary, everyone looked at her at the same time. My mother frowned slightly.

“Mrs. Wang.”

“Do you know about this?”

Ms. Vuong Le's lips trembled slightly.

"I do not know."

“I don't know anything.”

She denied it too quickly. Tran Nhien slowly turned his head to look at her.

“Does mom know anything?”

Ms. Vuong Le avoided his eyes. Manh Dinh suddenly burst into tears. Not the weak, pitiful type of crying like just now. It's a cry that bursts out after being suppressed for so long.

“I knew it right away.”

“You guys will pretend you don't know anything.”

“That year was the same.”

“Something happened, you told me not to tell anyone.”

“You guys say Tran Nhien still has to go back to the country.”

“I still have to take over the company.”

“Can't let myself be tainted.”

“You said you would compensate me.”

“But what is compensation?”

“It's so I can continue being a little sister.”

“Stand by and watch him get engaged to Giang Nguyet?”

The entire banquet hall looked like a bomb had just exploded. Ms. Vuong Le's body staggered slightly. Tran Nhien's face turned pale.

“Speak clearly.”

“What happened that year?”

Manh Dinh looked at him. Tears silently flowed down his face.

“Have you really forgotten?”

“Or from start to finish…”

“Are you always pretending to forget?”

Tran Nhien frowned tightly, as if trying to find a certain memory.

“I drank too much that night.”

“I also drink alcohol.”

“The next morning you said you weren't feeling well.”

“I'll take you to the clinic.”

“The doctor just said I need to rest.”

Manh Dinh burst out laughing. She laughed so much that tears streamed down her face.

“Of course the doctor won't say it to your face.”

“Because…”

“That's what Mrs. Vuong said.”

Ms. Vuong Le suddenly took a step back. Tran Kien Nghiep suddenly stood up.

“Wang Li.”

“What are you hiding anyway?”

Ms. Vuong Le's face was pale. Her lips trembled so much that she couldn't utter a word. Seeing that, Lao Tien immediately turned on his phone.

“How about I help everyone save some time.”

“In here is the clinic's email.”

“There are also Ms. Vuong's transfer records from three years ago.”

“About the content of the surgery…”

“I advise Mr. Tran to sit down first and then listen.”

Tran Nhien stared at the phone screen. His whole body seemed to be nailed to the spot. Suddenly realized. What was torn apart at today's engagement... Maybe it wasn't just my marriage. It's also a secret that the Tran family has kept hidden for three years. Lao Tien's finger stopped on the play button. The entire banquet hall was so quiet that even the sound of the glass gently hitting the table became deafening. Tran Nhien stood facing him, her face gradually turning pale to blue-gray.

“If you dare to spread even one word of nonsense.”

“I will make it impossible for you to walk out of here.”

Old Tien smiled slightly, but there was no retreat in his eyes.

“Mr. Tran.”

“This statement is for the reporters out there to hear.”

“I'm afraid they have another story to write.”

Lawyer Tham raised his hand to block the two people.

“Don't play the recording.”

“First, please clearly state the documents you have.”

Old Tien raised the phone.

“Email from clinic abroad.”

“Ms. Vuong's transfer documents that year.”

“Conversation history between Ms. Manh and me.”

“There is also a recording.”

“She told me everything herself.”

Manh Dinh immediately raised his head.

“When do I record?”

Old Tien looked at her and spoke slowly.

“When you asked me to organize all the documents to spread the news.”

“She cried and said that she had been wronged by the Tran family for three years.”

“You're afraid I wrote it wrong.”

“So I told you everything from beginning to end.”

“Manh Dinh.”

“Is your memory that bad?”

Manh Dinh's lips trembled slightly. In the end, no more words could be said. Mrs. Vuong Le suddenly rushed forward, raised her hand to hit Lao Tien.

“You took the money and then came back to bite us.”

My mother pulled me aside. And my father spoke coldly.

“Mrs. Wang.”

“Now you move your hand.”

“It just makes things even more unsightly.”

Ms. Vuong Le's hand stopped in mid-air. She turned to look at my father, only panic mixed with resentment remained in her eyes.

“In the end, what do you Jiang family want?”

“The kiss is also canceled.”

“Do you still want to push others into a corner?”

My mother replied coldly.

“From start to finish.”

“What we want is just the truth.”

“It was you guys who hid this story after another so carefully.”

Tran Kien Nghiep looked at Ms. Vuong Le, his voice was terrifyingly deep.

“You say it.”

“What happened that year?”

Ms. Vuong Le's face was pale as if the blood had been drained. She looked at Tran Nhien. Then looked at Manh Dinh again.