Chapter 2 — Three Years of Goose Thighs

"Isn't it just a goose leg left overnight?!" The mother-in-law's voice immediately rose. "Such a small thing! It's not like eating people! Do you need to color it like that? Giang Xuyen is so tired at work, has to raise a child, and you're still picky! On Nhien, I'm telling you, if you still don't understand such things, don't take Mrs. Giang's position!" I put the phone away a bit. The last bit of warmth in my heart disappeared. Turns out, they all knew. The mother-in-law scolded her in a favorable manner, but her voice softened. "After signing the trust agreement, your monthly living expenses will not be lacking in the future. That child Lam Nguyet is not bad, she can help Giang Xuyen. You also have to be a little more generous, learn to live kindly with her. We are a family, harmony is good." I gently replied: "Yes, I listen to you." Hanging up the phone, Ms. Ly stood next to me, looking at me with a worried face. "Ms. Ly, put the boss's favorite purple tea set in the study room." "Doesn't the boss use it every day?" "I know." Starting today, you are no longer worthy. On the third day, I was having breakfast when Ms. Ly wiped her tears and stepped forward. "Boss, there's something. Today the boss told me that I'm old, my hands and feet are no longer agile, and told me to leave after the end of this month. He said he's found a new maid." I raised my head to look at her. Giang Xuyen is trying to clean up the people next to me. He was afraid that Ms. Ly knew too much, afraid that there were eyes and ears around me. I want to replace it with my own people. I took out an envelope from the drawer and gave it to Ms. Ly. "In here is two hundred thousand, which is also a little bit of my heart." 4 Ms. Ly waved her hands repeatedly. "Boss, I can't accept! I'm not about money! I'm really worried about you!" "I know." I stuffed the envelope into her hand. "Take it. Find a place to settle down first. Later, I still need your help." Ms. Ly nodded, covered her face, tears spilling out through her fingers. After breakfast, I drove to the bank. That year, my father was afraid that I would suffer a loss, so he forced Giang Xuyen to sign a document. Unexpectedly, it's only been a few years, but it's really effective. When I drove past Giang Xuyen's company downstairs, I saw Giang Xuyen hugging Lam Nguyet goodbye. She stood on tiptoe and planted a kiss on Giang Xuyen's lips. On Giang Xuyen's face was a pampering and gentleness that I had never seen before. I stopped the car and looked quietly. Until their silhouettes disappeared around the corner. I picked up the phone and called a number. "Hello, is it lawyer Tran? I'm On Nhien. I've decided, just do what you say." The negotiation about the family trust fund was scheduled at the Giang family's old house. When I arrived, Giang Xuyen, her mother-in-law, father-in-law, and Lam Nguyet were all sitting at the long table. Lam Nguyet wore a very fitting champagne-colored dress, smiling and nodding at me, naturally looking like a female owner. When my mother-in-law saw me, her face immediately darkened. "Why are you coming now? The whole family has to wait for you alone." I didn't pay attention to her, went straight to the chair and pulled out the chair. Giang Xuyen frowned: "On Nhien, go sit next to me." "Why?" I looked at him. "You are still my legal wife. If you don't sit in this position, can you let her sit?" Lam Nguyet's face turned pale for a moment, but quickly regained composure. The mother-in-law firmly put down the tea cup in her hand. "There are no rules! Tell me to sit wherever you want!" I smiled, didn't persist anymore, sat down in the position Giang Xuyen said. Seeing me sit down, his expression softened a bit. He pushed a part of the document in front of me. "Naturally, this is the trust plan we have prepared. Mainly considering that your health is not good, managing the assets under your own name would be too much."

waste effort. Put it in a family trust, let a professional team manage it. Sharing the profits with you every year can guarantee that you will have nothing to worry about for the rest of your life." I opened the document. They wanted me to transfer all forty percent of the Trac Viet Advertising shares I was holding, along with the three houses I bought before marriage, to the Giang family trust fund, for free. And the beneficiaries of this fund, besides me, are also Giang Xuyen and his parents. The most ridiculous thing is that in the document there is another thing: If I lose my capacity to act or die due to health reasons, all my shares will automatically transfer to the names of other beneficiaries. The father-in-law cleared his throat and opened his mouth to say: "Nien Nhien, we are all family. This agreement benefits everyone. It's true that my child's health is not good. Letting Giang Xuyen help me shoulder part of the burden is also the right thing to do." Lam Nguyet also softened her voice and advised: "Yes, Ms. On Nhien. General Manager Giang also loves you, afraid you are too tired. Just sign, we will all take good care of you in the future." "Us?" I raised my head to look at her, my eyes were cold. "So what identity do you take to take care of me?" Lam Nguyet was choked up by my question, looking at Giang Xuyen as if asking for help. Giang Xuyen's face could no longer be maintained. He lowered his voice and warned me: