Chapter 3 — Three Years of Goose Thighs

"On Nhien, that's enough! Today, in front of your parents, sign your name. You can still be Mrs. Giang's food and clothes without worrying." I felt like I heard the biggest joke of my life. I didn't look at them anymore, took out a few documents from my bag, and spread them out in front of them one by one. "It seems you still don't understand clearly. How the game is played now is up to you to decide." Giang Xuyen's face turned pale. "What do you mean? Didn't you listen to what we said?" I laughed coldly. "Then maybe you guys have misunderstood. What I said is that, Mrs. Giang, I won't do it anymore." 5 Giang Xuyen's face turned pale, he stared at me, suddenly speechless. Mother-in-law was the first to react. She slammed on the table and pointed at my nose. "What do you mean? You want to rebel, right? I tell you, On Nhien, once you step into the door of our Giang family, everything that belongs to you belongs to the Giang family!" I ignored her screams and pushed the first document into the middle of the long table. "This is the investment agreement that my father made you sign that year. On the black and white paper it is clearly written, I use my personal assets to give you forty percent of Trac Viet Advertising shares, the accompanying condition is that the marriage still exists, and you have not made any serious mistakes." I paused, my eyes glanced at Giang Xuyen and Lam Nguyet. "Having an affair, and even intentionally harming my health. Giang Xuyen, do you think it's a serious mistake?" "You're talking nonsense! On Nhien, don't spit blood on people!" "Spit blood on people?" I laughed softly, took out the second stack of documents, and threw them on the table. Photos fell all over the ground. "Are these enough?" The mother-in-law looked at those photos and was so angry that her whole body trembled, but she couldn't say a word. Father-in-law moved his lips but could not say a word. Lam Nguyet picked up a photo, tears immediately fell. She looked at Giang Xuyen, her voice trembling. "General Manager Giang... didn't you tell me..." "Shut up!" Giang Xuyen growled lowly at her, then turned back to me. "Nien Nhien, we have been married for five years, do you have to do something so unsightly?" "Unsightly?" I looked at him, feeling so absurd. "Feed me dog food that has been rotten for three years, let your lover walk into the house with dignity, force me signed an unequal trust agreement. Giang Xuyen, in the end, who makes whom unsightly? My eyes fell on the trust document. "Do you wish me dead every day?" Giang Xuyen's body staggered a bit. He reached out to hold my hand, but I avoided him. "Nch Nhien, I'm not... I'm just so tired of loving you!" He still repeated that set of arguments. I'm too lazy to listen anymore, put the final document, the divorce agreement, in front of him. "Sign it." "In addition, the five million my father gave you initially, based on the agreement, both principal and interest is ten million, within three days transferred to my account." "If not, these photos and your story will appear tomorrow in the mailboxes of the entire board of directors and partners of Trac Viet Advertising." "You dare!" "You just see if I dare."I stood up, not looking at any of them anymore. "Nhuan Nhien!" He called me from behind. "From beginning to end, the person I love is you!" I stopped walking, without turning around. "You don't need it anymore." After saying that, I pulled the door and went out. The afternoon sunlight was blinding, but extremely warm. The phone rang, it was lawyer Tran. I answered the phone, my voice calm. "Hello, it's me. How are you doing?"6 "Miss On, everything is going well. The largest investor of Giang Xuyen company has received an anonymous email. The other party expressed that he will reevaluate the risks of cooperation." "It's been hard for you." I hung up the phone and pulled the car door. A hand suddenly grabbed my wrist

I. Giang Xuyen's eyes turned red. "Nien Nhien, you can't treat me like that." His voice was hoarse. "Is our five-year relationship still not equal to a misunderstanding?" "Misunderstanding?" I looked at his hand holding mine. "You let me eat rotten food for three years, that's also a misunderstanding?" He was choked up by my question, but the force on his hand became even heavier. "At that time, I was possessed by a ghost! I'll give you one more chance, Let's start from the beginning. I immediately told Lam Nguyet to get out." I pushed his hand away and sat in the car. "Giang Xuyen, your biggest problem is always feeling like you can't live without someone leaving you." The car window went up and I started the car. Everything in the rearview mirror no longer had anything to do with me. Three days later, ten million was transferred to the account on time. Lawyer Tran told me that in order to collect this amount of money, Giang Xuyen mortgaged the real estate in his name. The stock price of Trac Viet Advertising, because of fluctuations from large investors, has continuously decreased for two days. The board of directors is putting pressure on you. Divorce procedures are processed very quickly. Giang Xuyen no longer appeared, his lawyer acted on his behalf. The day I got the divorce papers, I returned to mine and Giang Xuyen's house. Now, it is my home.