Chapter 15 — Three Weeks of Closure

They destroyed Ha Ninh's house like that. Now he still has the face to think he has to spend money on the hotel. He didn't text back. But in the Luc family group, it exploded. Luc Duc Hai sent a long voice message, saying that Ha Ninh did not care about family relationships, and joined hands with his mother's family to put Luc's family to death. Several relatives immediately joined in. "The second guy's wife is too cruel." "If you don't let her stay for several days, whoever brings this kind of woman to your family is really unlucky." "And even reported it to the police, you really don't know what shame is." Luc Thua Binh stared at the screen. In the past, at times like this, he often chose to stay silent. Being silent is the default for Ha Ninh to receive criticism. This time, he pressed open the chat box, his finger paused for a long moment. Finally, he sent some photos Tham Ngoc Cam had sent him into the group. The prize cup shattered. The bed sheets were soaked. The flower pot was scorched by ashes. The wardrobe was overturned. Even the gold and silver purchase receipt. The chat group immediately went silent. Luc Thua Binh typed. "The process of the incident is all here." "It wasn't Ha Ninh who chased away her relatives, but someone without consent broke into her house, destroyed things, and even stole jewelry." "If anyone says nonsense in the future, I will send evidence for that person to see." As soon as the message was sent, Luc Duc Hai immediately called. Luc Thua Binh did not pick up the phone. He turned his phone to silent mode. At that moment, he thought he had finally done something right. But unbeknownst to him, Ha Ninh's side had received another piece of information. Before the afternoon practical exam at the training site, Ms. Tran called Ha Ninh into the office. "My husband is here." Ha Ninh was fixing his gloves, his movements were a bit stagnant. "What did he come for?" Ms. Tran's expression was a bit complicated. "He said it's okay if he doesn't see you." "Just wanted to give you something." Ha Ninh followed Ms. Tran and walked outside the living room. Through the glass, she saw Luc Thua Binh sitting on a chair. His hair was messy and his shirt was rumpled. In his hand he cradled a small box. That's the ring that was recovered. Ha Ninh stood for a few seconds, then turned around to leave. Ms. Tran asked softly. "You really haven't seen each other?" Ha Ninh shook her head. "During the training period, personal matters are not handled." She had just taken two steps when suddenly the sound of a chair collapsing was heard in the living room. Luc Thua Binh rushed out the door and was stopped by staff. He shouted from the door. "Ha Ninh, I know it's wrong." "Give me a chance." Many students in the hallway turned to look this way. Ha Ninh paused. She turned her head to look at him, her eyes extremely calm. "Luc Thua Binh." "You come to my training site to make such a fuss, are you any different from your father?"13 Luc Thua Binh's scream echoed along the hallway. A few students stopped walking and glanced this way. The staff stopped in front of the reception room door, his voice was somewhat stern. "Mr. Luc, this is a closed training site, please do not affect normal teaching." Luc Thua Binh was holding a small box, his eyes red. "I just said a few words." "You brought the ring back." Ha Ninh stood at the end of the hallway, not walking forward. She looked at the box in his hand, her heart as calm as the surface of an autumn lake. That ring, from the moment it was taken by Vuong Chi Cuong, was no longer something she wanted to keep. Luc Thua Binh looked at her through the glass wall, his tone became more urgent. "Ha Ninh, I'm really sorry." "My father came to the company today to make a fuss, I stopped him." "I also sent evidence to the family chat group." "Don't ignore me anymore." After listening, Ha Ninh just asked the right question.

one sentence. "You came here to cause trouble, do you want me to be moved, or do you want me to lose face?" Luc Thua Binh was stunned. Ha Ninh's voice wasn't loud, but it made his face turn pale little by little. "Your father came to the company to cause trouble, you felt embarrassed." "Now you come to my training center and make a fuss, don't you think I will also feel awkward?" "Luc Thua Binh, the way you and your father solve problems is exactly the same." Luc Thua Binh seemed to be stabbed by a knife. He opened his mouth to explain, but Ms. Tran had already walked over. Ms. Tran looked at Ha Ninh. "Go back to class first." Ha Ninh nodded. Before turning away, she glanced at Luc Thua Binh one last time. "Give the ring to my mother." "I'll also look for my mother about compensation." "During the training period, don't come here anymore." Luc Thua Binh's hand clutching the ring box trembled. He tried to chase after him, but was stopped by the staff. Ms. Tran's face was completely cold. "Mr. Luc, if you continue to disturb the training students, we will notify your agency and notify the police to handle it." Luc Thua Binh raised his head in shock. Only then did he realize that standing here, there was nothing different from Luc Duc Hai standing in the company lobby that morning. He bowed his head and handed the box to the staff.