Chapter 20 — Three Weeks of Closure

“Dad, Ha Ninh wants a divorce.” The room suddenly fell silent. Truong My Quyen was the first to howl. "He dares." "On what basis does he demand a divorce?" Luc Xuan Mai grabbed the paper, just read two lines, his face changed. "The house belongs to her personally?" "The compensation money still requires us to pay?" "Why doesn't she go and rob?" Luc Duc Hai picked up the agreement, flipped it around, sneered. "Just threatening people." "She's a woman, a real divorce." Do you still want fame?" Luc Thua Binh mumbled. "She's not afraid." Luc Duc Hai's eyes darkened. "She's not afraid, you have to make her afraid." "Tomorrow morning, go to her office, to her training point." "Let her leader know, she's the type that doesn't care about the elderly or children, and doesn't deserve to be considered advanced." Luc Thua Binh raised his head. "Dad, you still want to sabotage my work." That?" Luc Duc Hai spoke eloquently as if it were natural. "He dares to destroy our house, why can't I destroy it?" This statement was like a bucket of cold water pouring straight down from the top of Luc Thua Binh's head. He suddenly saw the father in front of him as both strange and familiar. Strangeness is cruelty right now. Familiar are the obvious things hidden behind the saying "one family" over the years. Luc Thua Binh took back the agreement. "Anyone of you are not allowed to look for her anymore." Truong My Quyen angrily slammed her hand on the bed. "What about the hotel money?" "What about the children's food money?" "What about your brother-in-law's compensation money?" Luc Thua Binh looked around at the people in the room. "Whoever caused it will be responsible for it." Luc Xuan Mai couldn't believe her eyes, staring at him. "You really don't." Are you worried about us anymore?" Luc Thua Binh grabbed the paper tightly. "I'm about to be pulled down by everyone." As soon as he finished speaking, Luc Duc Hai snatched the glass of water from the table and slammed it against the wall. Glass fragments scattered. Tieu Bao was startled and cried. Luc Duc Hai pointed straight at Luc Thua Binh's nose. "If you dare to sign a divorce petition, I will consider this son as gone." Luc Thua Binh stood next to the pile of debris, the soles of his feet cold. At this moment, his phone rang. It's a call from Tham Ngoc Cam. Luc Thua Binh hesitantly picked up the phone. Tham Ngoc Cam's voice was extremely cold. "Tell Luc Duc Hai." "Half an hour ago, someone sent an anonymous letter denouncing Ha Ninh's agency." "On the envelope, the time left coincides with the surveillance camera time at your hotel reception." Luc Thua Binh raised his head. Luc Duc Hai's face suddenly froze at that moment. 17 When the anonymous letter of denunciation was delivered to the training room, Ha Ninh was in the practice room practicing phlegm suction. Patient model lying on the operating table. The supervising teacher stands next to the timer. Ha Ninh wears gloves, her movements are as precise as a straight line. The student next to him was so nervous that his hands were shaking. But her breathing was not even chaotic. At the end of the operation, the teacher gave her a high score on the scoreboard. Ms. Tran stood at the door waiting for her. "Ha Ninh, go out for a moment." Ha Ninh took off her gloves, washed her hands, and dried them. When she entered the office, she saw a cowhide-colored envelope placed on the table. The envelope did not state the sender's name. Inside is a sheet of printed paper. It was written that she was not filial to the elderly, abandoned her family, intentionally chased relatives out of the hotel, and even tolerated her family to report to the police. Extremely harsh words. Every sentence and every word seemed to want to drag her out of the training list. After observing her expression, Ms. Tran gently spoke up. "Do you know who sent it?" Ha Ninh did not immediately respond.

reply. She picked up the paper and read it from beginning to end. "Similar to my father-in-law's tone." Ms. Tran said. "The training center will not only listen to one side." "But denunciation letters like this must be recorded and processed." Ha Ninh nodded. "I understand." She took out backup files from her document bag. Group chat history. Police receipt. Authorization letter from the management board. Damage list. Documents accepted by the police station. There is also a recording of Luc Duc Hai admitting that he took the belongings over the phone. She arranged all the documents neatly on the table. Ms. Tran was silent for a moment. "Do you always carry these things?" Ha Ninh said. "I don't want them to ruin my second chance." The words were very light. But after hearing it, Ms. Tran felt her heart tighten. She had seen too many people make an effort to move forward. I've also witnessed too many people being pulled back by family chaos. It's not that Ha Ninh doesn't have family problems. She single-handedly blocked family matters outside the door to fight for herself a path. Ms. Tran carefully kept the stack of documents. "I will report this matter upstairs." "You continue the exam." When Ha Ninh returned to the classroom, everyone was preparing for the afternoon's situation analysis.