Chapter 6 — Three hours before the wedding, I locked the house as a dowry

I looked at that series of codes for a long time. Every piece of paper the Phan family takes out... comes from the same set of documents. That set of documents... Was prepared half a year ago. When the bank statement was just printed, the edge of the paper was still slightly hot from the printer. I arranged the whole thing in chronological order. Then use a pencil to note the intended use next to each payment. Manh Mien stood next to me and watched me write. Suddenly she burst out laughing.

“Looking at you now, it's like you're re-auditing your whole life.”

My pen tip stopped a bit.

“I have never audited before.”

I replied softly.

"That's why they dare to arbitrarily add accounts that don't belong to me."

I suddenly remembered my father. After my father passed away, my mother always used a small red book to record household expenses. How much does rice cost? How much does the medicine cost? How much does it cost to buy a uniform when I'm in high school? She recorded everything clearly. That's not being stingy. It's how a woman stands firm in the storms of life. The Phan family always deliberately turns the word "calculation" into something very difficult to hear. As if I just took out the statement to compare... It proves that I don't love you enough. But only now do I understand. People who refuse to account... will eventually be counted by others. I photocopied the receipt for 60,000 yuan separately and put it in an independent file bag. On the outside of the bag, I wrote four words: MONEY WAITING FOR VERIFICATION La Nhue sent another message. She said she had a fierce argument with Phan Khai Nam. Phan Khai Nam scolded her for being an outsider, only knowing how to defend others. For the first time, she asked back:

"Who's inside?"

"Who is the outsider?"

I have no comment. Just leave a message:

"Please keep the original chat history intact."

"Don't just take a screenshot and delete the source data."

La Nhue replied with one word: A long time later. She sent another text message.

"Thank you."

"Thank you for not scolding me."

Independent home inspector named Han. As soon as he entered the door, he did not look at the interior first but looked at the wall and then looked straight towards the electrical cabinet. He squatted down in the corner of the spare bedroom and used an electrical tester to check the newly installed wire.

“There is a separate power line here.”

“Lights and sockets are separated into independent systems.”

“If there are people staying for a long time, it will be very convenient to manage their own electricity.”

Next to the balcony, there is also an additional drainage pipe. Mr. Han looked for a moment and then said:

“The office doesn't need this.”

"With this renovation, placing a bed, adding a mini refrigerator, and using the balcony area for daily activities is completely enough."

La Nhue stood in the living room. After a while, he quietly admitted:

“The noise-proof lock was chosen by me.”

“Khai Nam said that after you and Nghien Chu get married, you will live in the main bedroom.”

“And you and he will temporarily stay in the spare bedroom.”

She opened her phone and showed me the chat history. Phan Khai Nam once sent a link to buy a lock. In the chat there is also a sentence:

"Your sister-in-law has a very soft personality."

"Your brother will do just a few words of coaxing."

"Wait until the wedding is over and her mother has signed the papers, then everything will be fine."

Mr. Han continued to check the electrical cabinet. A moment later, he suddenly pulled out a soft furniture shopping list from the back of the cabinet. Pepper part The subject clearly states: Soft Furniture Estimate for Khai Nam's Bridal Room at Apartment 402, Nam Que Ly Area. Below is a list of each item: Bed. Small wardrobe. Folding dining table. Storage shelves on the balcony. The notes also read: After the sister-in-law gets married, we will continue to communicate. Temporarily not included in the official contract. Right at that moment. Phan Nghien Chu arrived. As soon as he saw La Nhue present, his face immediately darkened. When he saw the furniture list, his face became even more unsightly.

“Let's talk.”

I put the paper down.

“Talking about the history of editing original drawings.”

“Who asked to renovate the spare bedroom?”

“Who prepares the joint capital contribution explanation?”

“Who gave the certificate for my mother to sign?”

Phan Nghien Chu was silent for a long time. Finally, just say one thing:

“There are some things that, if exposed, would not be good for anyone.”

I looked at him.

“Not good for anyone?”

He didn't answer. Before leaving, Phan Nghien Chu added:

"The original certificate is not at the Phan family's house."

“It is in Chuc Dong Nghieu's office.”

The door closes. In the room, only empty echoes remained from the walls that had been repaired. I looked at the paper that read: Soft Furniture Estimate for Khai Nam's Bridal Room. There was no relief in my heart. The original is in the hands of the repair company. That means... What Chuc Dong Nghieu is holding is not just construction documents. But also the next knife that the Phan family has prepared. After Mr. Han left, there was only silence in the apartment. I stood in the middle of the spare bedroom. Try to re-imagine your original office room.