Chapter 11 — Three Weeks of Closure

“I no longer have the face to speak up for everyone anymore.” When these words came out, the whole living room was completely silent. Luc Duc Hai felt like he was meeting this boy for the first time. Ha Minh Vien paid no attention to their father-son drama. He turned to talk to the manager. "Please contact the locksmith." "Change it today." Luc Thua Binh quickly looked over. "Dad, it can't be changed." Ha Minh Vien's voice was calm. "I'm not your father." "This is my daughter's house." "During the time she's not home, anyone without her permission cannot use the key to open the door." The blood on Luc Thua Binh's face faded. Absolutely. Tham Ngoc Cam brought the gold bracelet and necklace he found to the police for recording, then added all the things like dirty bed sheets, broken trophies, and scorched flower pots to the list. Luc Xuan Mai cried and cursed. "Ha Ninh is so cruel." "She doesn't have a home, but she still wants to put us to death." Tham Ngoc Cam looked at her. "She doesn't have a home, because she has to strive for her own future." "Not to leave you a house to trample on however you want." At this moment, the manager received a phone call. He listened for a few seconds, his face changed slightly. "Miss Ha just called us through the training site's landline." "She said that in addition to changing the lock, she also wanted to extract the access card swipe history for the past half a year." Luc Thua Binh's heart suddenly skipped a beat. Half a year ago. He suddenly remembered that Luc Duc Hai still had a spare key in his hand that he secretly typed out and gave to him. 10 As soon as Luc Thua Binh heard the words "history of swiping access cards in the past half year", a cold sweat immediately ran down his spine. Tham Ngoc Cam looked at him. "Do you still have something to say?" Luc Thua Binh's lips moved. "No." Ha Minh Vien stared into his eyes. "So what are you nervous about?" Luc Thua Binh moved his eyes away. But Luc Duc Hai exploded first. "Checking the entry and exit history of what?" "Do you still have to check up to eighteen generations of ancestors in your house?" The building manager did not answer him, only spoke to Tham Ngoc Cam. "Miss Ha's authorization is very clear, the entry and exit history and the elevator camera can all be extracted." "But it will take a while." Tham Ngoc Cam nodded. "Please help quickly." Luc Duc Hai's face was gloomy as if he wanted to. leaking water. He stepped in front of Luc Thua Binh and lowered his voice. "Don't forget what your last name is." Luc Thua Binh did not speak. Of course he didn't forget. But he did not forget that the spare key was made by him. Half a year ago, Luc Duc Hai told him and Truong My Quyen that they were old, in case something urgent happened at home, it would be more convenient to have a key in hand. Luc Thua Binh did not discuss it with Ha Ninh, so he secretly entered a key. At that time he thought it was just a small thing. Until now, he discovered that a small thing can turn into a door. Once that door is given to someone else, someone else can enter at will. When the police escorted Vuong Chi Cuong and Luc Xuan Mai downstairs, Luc Xuan Mai cried loudly. She cried and shouted towards Luc Thua Binh. "Thua Binh, you just stand by and watch your sister being taken away like that?" "Your wife has ruined our whole family like this, and you still don't care?" Vuong Chi Cuong also had a dark face. "From now on, don't call me brother-in-law." The three children hugged each other in fear. Truong My Quyen held Tieu Bao and stood in the middle of the living room, her face sometimes blue and sometimes white. Luc Duc Hai intended to follow him to the police station, but did not feel comfortable leaving the people in the house behind.

Tham Ngoc Cam said to the building manager. "Please ask unrelated people to leave first." Luc Duc Hai turned around. "Who is the unrelated person?" Tham Ngoc Cam calmly said. "The people who arbitrarily barged in without the homeowner's consent are all unrelated people." Truong My Quyen trembled with anger. "I am Thua Binh's biological mother." "Biological mothers are not allowed to rummage through their daughter-in-law's bedside table." Chuong My Quyen choked, her face shaking. "I am Thua Binh's biological mother." red. Luc Thua Binh stood in the middle, finally speaking hoarsely. "Dad, mom, you two go to the hotel first." Luc Duc Hai looked at him in disbelief. "Are you sending me away?" Luc Thua Binh lowered his head. "The matter has already reached the police station, the children are also scared." "Don't stay here any longer." Luc Duc Hai slapped him hard on the shoulder. "Useless thing." "A woman without a home, there is also can scare you into becoming like this.” Luc Thua Binh did not avoid it. This slap wasn't heavy, but it made his face hot. Tham Ngoc Cam has contacted a locksmith. The worker arrived very quickly. He squatted outside the door and removed the lock core. The sound of metal colliding echoed loudly. Luc Duc Hai stood outside, his eyes glued to that door. He looked like he was seeing himself kicked out of this house.