Chapter 17 — Three Weeks of Closure

"We've already collected your clothes and daily belongings." "If there's anything missing, make a list." "Without Ha Ninh's consent, you're not allowed to arbitrarily enter the house anymore." Luc Thua Binh said softly. "I won't arbitrarily touch it anymore." Tham Ngoc Cam didn't answer. She bent down, put the ring box into a transparent bag, then asked Luc Thua Binh to sign the delivery record. The ring was in the box, the shiny metal ring with a shallow scratch. Luc Thua Binh stared at that scratch, his heart suddenly tightening. He once thought that the wounds in marriage could be soothed with an apology. But now he understands that there are things that, once taken by someone else, even if they are found again, will still carry blemishes. Ha Minh Vien walked out of the study room, in his hand holding a stack of access card history. "Your father's story, the police are verifying." Luc Thua Binh looked up in surprise. "I will pay for the things your father took." Ha Minh Vien looked at him. "You paying is one thing." "He didn't have the landlord's permission, he came in and out many times, that's another thing." Luc Thua Binh lowered his head. He couldn't argue. Because that key was given by him. Tham Ngoc Cam asked him. "Luc Thua Binh, in the past half year, how many things did your parents come into the house to take?" Luc Thua Binh's voice was low. "Don't know." Tham Ngoc Cam opened the history book. "Last month, a silk blanket." "Last month, two boxes of tea." "And one time, your mother took away the blood pressure monitor Ha Ninh bought for my father." "Every time you say, it was probably Ha Ninh." forgot.” Luc Thua Binh's face turned pale. He remembers that blood pressure monitor. Ha Ninh searched for it for a long time. At that time, he was sitting on the sofa scrolling through his phone and blurted out that she had too many things and couldn't remember where they were. Afterwards, Truong My Quyen sent a photo to the family group. In the photo, Luc Duc Hai is using a new blood pressure monitor. Ha Ninh saw it and was silent for a long time. He said again, it's okay for old people to use a little. Turns out it wasn't a little use. But they assumed that Ha Ninh's belongings could all be taken away. Luc Thua Binh's hand slowly tightened. "I will tell my parents to return it." Tham Ngoc Cam looked at him. "Will they pay?" Luc Thua Binh was not certain at all. At this moment, Luc Duc Hai's phone call came again. Tham Ngoc Cam glanced at the screen and said coldly. "Listen." Luc Thua Binh pressed the speaker button. Luc Duc Hai's voice immediately rang out loudly. "Where are you?" "Are you confused with the Ha family again?" "I tell you, that card swipe history cannot be handed over to the police." "A blanket and a few boxes of tea, how can you call it stealing?" "I'm your father, if I took something from your family, it would be a terrible thing." The living room was as silent as a sheet of paper. Luc Thua Binh's face faded little by little. Tham Ngoc Cam picked up his phone and confirmed that recording mode was on. Ha Minh Vien spoke coldly. "Mr. Luc, we heard everything you just said." The other end of the line was silent for a moment. A few seconds later, Luc Duc Hai was so embarrassed that he became angry. "You guys are recording again." Tham Ngoc Cam said. "If you don't record, how can you prove what you said?" Luc Duc Hai immediately hung up. Luc Thua Binh stood rooted to the spot, the four words "heavenly scriptures and earthly meanings" still ringing in his ears. Previously, he also felt that family members did not need to calculate too fairly. But now he finally understands that the so-called calculation does not need to be too fair, it is just used to ask Ha Ninh to bear the loss. The phone vibrated again. This time it was a message from the company manager. “Tomorrow morning, the personnel will have a talk

story." "Please prepare a written explanation about the impact of the family dispute on the company." Luc Thua Binh's fingertips were cold. Before he could answer, a new message appeared in the Luc family group. Luc Duc Hai sent a message to the group. "The second son was manipulated by the Ha family." "They forced him not to recognize his parents." Before the relatives could join in, Tham Ngoc Cam directly converted the recording just now into text, attaching it as well. screenshot of the card swipe history sent to the group. The group was silent for exactly half a minute. Then, an uncle who usually advised reconciliation sent a message: "Old Luc, this is really too much." Luc Duc Hai did not say another word. Luc Thua Binh stared at the screen, his heart was not at all relieved of Ha Ninh, the doorbell suddenly rang. The building manager stood outside the door, behind him were two policemen looking at Luc Thua Binh. "About you arbitrarily giving the key to someone else to use, I need your cooperation to clarify."15 As soon as the policeman finished speaking, Luc Thua Binh's face turned completely pale. He instinctively looked at Tham Ngoc Cam.