Chapter 6 — White Petaled Cat Flower To Mom

“Immediately look up two things for me.” "First, all the notes exchanged between Lam Uyen and Khuong Dao seven years ago, not a single word was left out, all taken out." "Second, find out whether or not my mother transferred five million to Khuong Dao seven years ago, what about my mother's leg being broken that year, and also..." "Why did I see Dao Dao with a man five years ago, and the photos Lam Uyen gave me, how much fuel did the Lam family behind add fuel to the fire? Is it all real or fake, find out!" Having finished speaking, Dad put his phone away, then took the daytime phone the assistant gave him out of his pocket. This is the phone I accidentally left at the hospital. After getting it, because he was afraid of seeing the chat history of Khuong Dao and the other man, he still refused to open it. Now, he finally wanted to open it and take a look. He turned on the screen and saw the interface asking for an unlock password: "Tieu Bao, what is the phone password?" I blurted out: "It's 0418." Dad's whole body suddenly stiffened. It turns out that after so many years, she still hasn't changed. To the end, she still used his birthday as her password. Shaky fingertips enter each number. Unlock screen. He clicked on WeChat, glanced at it and saw it was still pinned on his head, it was still the same note. Simple words: "Yen Yen loves the most". His fingertips trembled as he opened the photo album. In front are all photos of them together in college. Khuong Dao then smiled with her eyes wide open, especially beautiful. She always liked to secretly take pictures of him. Sometimes in class, sometimes in the cafeteria, sometimes when the two of them go out to play, almost always recording. She once said: "Yen Yen, please smile, hurry up. Ha ha ha, you laugh so stupidly. When our hair turns white later, I will show these stupid photos of you to my nieces and nephews, huh huh." Turning back, it was recorded when my mother was pregnant. Every time I had a prenatal check-up, what I ate, when I caught a cold, and how my belly grew bigger, my mother recorded it all. Later, an entire album filled with Tieu Bao. Occasionally, there are also a few screenshots mixed in when he posts financial news or attends activities, all of which are quietly saved by his mother. Over the past few years, he has always thought that his mother no longer loved him. He tried to hate his mother for seven years. Even two years ago, he kept advising himself to let go, so he agreed to Lam Uyen's proposal and set a wedding date. If Khuong Dao knew he was about to marry someone else, she would be heartbroken. At this moment, the assistant sent over a large pile of documents and notes. He quickly clicked open. One by one, the assistant's voice messages appeared: "General Manager Co, verification has been completed. All of the old lady's broken leg medical records that year were fake." "That year, the old lady transferred five million for Lam Uyen to give to Ms. Khuong, but this money was swallowed by Lam Uyen separately, Ms. Khuong did not receive a penny. The scene that year you saw Ms. Khuong Dao with another man was because Lam Uyen hired someone to pretend." "In addition, I found out that after you graduated seven years ago, the old lady went alone to look for Ms. Khuong, using Ms. Khuong's illness to intimidate you, forcing Ms. Khuong to break up with you." "At that time, Aunt Khuong was seriously ill in the hospital. The old lady said that if Miss Khuong refused to break up, she would use her connections to make hospitals in the country not dare to accept Aunt Khuong. Only then..." Below the message was also attached a surveillance camera clip of the house that year, along with documents proving that several hospitals refused to accept her. Dad's hands were shaking so much he could barely hold them. A long time later, he suddenly bowed his head and used his strength to cover his face. A cry of despair echoed loudly. 9 I heard it and felt sad inside. But why is dad crying? Crying for your mother, or crying for your grandmother? Before, when my mother was still alive, he didn't even look at her. Grandma sent him pictures, and he always scolded her. Don't you really hate us? At this moment, dad's phone rang. It was grandma calling. The voice came from the receiver: "Ah Yen, your wedding day with Uyen Nhi is coming soon. Tonight, your two elders will be here."

Let's have a meal together, remember to be on time." Dad's eyes were red, but he still suppressed all emotions: "Okay." He hung up the phone, carefully picked up his mother's black and white photo on the wall, reached out and held my little hand tightly: "Tieu Bao, dad will take you to get justice." I obediently followed my father, all the way to the high-class restaurant we had booked. Walking to the door of the room, there was a clear sound of boisterous praise from inside. The elders of the two families sat around the table talking and laughing happily. Dad raised his hand and suddenly pushed open the bedroom door. The noisy room immediately quieted down. Everyone's eyes fell on us at the same time, full of surprise. Grandma's face suddenly darkened: "Why did you bring this child here? Quickly take it out!” Dad completely ignored her words, slowly walked to the dining table, and gently placed Mom's photo on the table. “Tell me, why did you guys join forces to trick me that year?”