Chapter 13 — Tuition Fees for Other People's Daughters

Tong Nhiem immediately said: "He's like that and you still force him to sign?" On the other side of the bed, Hua Tong Nam walked in holding the documents: "It's not Tham's forcing, it's the fund's request. Mr. Tham, you used to be in charge of part of the money for the Minh Xuyen project, the inspection needs your coordination." Tham Kien Quoc saw him and his face fell: "You guys chased him to the hospital?" Hua Tong Nam's voice was calm: "In the morning he refused to receive the documents, and in the afternoon he went online and said he was being forced to the point of being sick. To avoid misunderstandings, we can only deliver them to your door." Chu Duong whispered: "Really professional." Tong Nhiem hid the phone behind him. Ms. Lam walked in through the door and grabbed her wrist: "Don't hide it, it's live, let everyone see it." Tong Nhiem struggled: "Let go!" Ms. Lam said: "You are allowed to turn to others, but others are not allowed to look at you?" The livestream image shook, and in the comments, people started asking what books and what approval papers. Hua Tong Nam gave the documents to Tham Kien Quoc: "Please sign." Tham Kien Quoc refused: "I want a lawyer." "Maybe." Hua Tong Nam said, "But signing does not mean admitting guilt, it just means you have received the notice. If you refuse, we will also record it." The nurse standing next to him frowned: "Don't make noise in the hospital room." I said to Tham Kien Quoc: "Didn't you say you weren't ashamed?" He looked at me, suddenly changed his tone: "Chi Chi, wait until dad gets better, let's talk privately. How much money do you want, dad will try to collect it." "I don't need your money." "So what do you want?" "I want you to return my mother's name." His lips moved a few times but couldn't say anything. Tong Nhiem suddenly cried loudly: "She just wants fame! She pretends to be noble, but actually wants to take money from the foundation!" I looked at her: "Do you think everyone is like you?" Hua Tong Nam took another piece of paper from the file: "Tong Nhiem, the school has informed the fund that it has been clearly determined that you falsified documents. The fund will put you on the dishonest list and will not accept any of your applications within three years." The blood on Tong Nhiem's face gradually disappeared: "Three years?" "In addition, the related benefits I have received must be returned." "I have no money." She blurted out. Chu Duong said: "Sell your coat." Tong Nhiem shouted: “Shut up!” Tham Kien Quoc lying on the bed suddenly said: "A lot of his things were bought by me. If you ask him to return them, it's better to find me." A little hope appeared in Tong Nhiem's eyes. But Tham Kien Quoc's next sentence nailed her on the spot. "But I bought it for him because he lied to me that his family was poor and said he would take care of me. The money he cheated must also be returned to me." Tong Nhiem looked at him as if he didn't know him: "Uncle Tham?" Tham Kien Quoc didn't look at her: "Return the watch, phone and clothes." The live stream is still going on. Tong Nhiem's face distorted in the blink of an eye. She forcefully threw the phone to the ground. Before the screen broke, the comment section was filled with two words: Pay. The nurse chased them out of the hospital room. In the hallway, Tong Nhiem leaned against the wall, his voice hoarse: "Tham Chi, why do you have to come back? If you didn't show up, I would still be Tong Nhiem, still a poor student who is pitied by everyone." I said: "Fake things will break sooner or later." She raised her head: "What about you? Now you have your mother's reputation, your biological father's story, and a bunch of people helping you. Of course you can say that." "Before, I had nothing." "But now you have it." She looked at me, "I'm not willing." Chu Duong said: "If you're not willing, try your best, don't steal other people's suffering." Tong

Nhiem burst out laughing, tears falling. This time it doesn't look like an act. "What's the use of trying? I'm beautiful, know how to cry, know how to please others. That's my bravery. Why can't I exchange it for money?" Ms. Lam sighed: "Girl, you consider yourself too cheap." Tong Nhiem was stunned. Hua Tong Nam walked up to me: "Sister Tham, tomorrow there is a hearing to check the books, you must be present. Tham Kien Quoc may make his final defense." I nodded: "I'll go." The sound of Tham Kien Quoc's cough was heard in the hospital room. He had no one to help him anymore. The hearing was held in the small hall of the Relief Society. This time more people came. In addition to the council members, there are also school representatives, student representatives receiving support and a number of media agencies. I sat in the front row, Ms. Co with a cane sat next to me. Chu Duong sat on the other side, clutching a packet of tissues in his hand, even more nervous than me. Tham Kien Quoc was helped by someone else. Seeing the projection screen on stage, his expression changed. The first page is the original document of the Minh Xuyen student support project. Director Tan presided: "Today we openly re-examine, don't discuss emotions, just look at the facts."