Chapter 7 — With only 9 Yuan left in my card, I decided to go abroad

Serious condition. Yet he still sat in the VIP room eating peaches, his voice was stronger than mine. I download the video. Save to cloud.

“Fraudulent evidence 02.”

Then, through lawyer Liu, I sent Tham Trach Chu an additional document in the name of a lawyer. The content is only two lines.

"Regarding Ms. Trieu Que Tran's 'sudden cerebral hemorrhage' admission to the hospital, our side has held relevant photographic documents. If you continue to use fake medical conditions to manipulate morals or harass, we will simultaneously submit it to the court as evidence to obstruct malicious proceedings."

It is said that the same evening Tham Trach Chu received an additional document... Trieu Que Tran was immediately discharged from the hospital. Reasons for discharge are:

“Recovery is good.”

From admission to discharge... A total of six hours. The post "brain hemorrhage" on the friends circle was also quietly deleted. But the screenshots were soon spread across everyone's phones. Attached is a photo cut from the video Diep Tay recorded. The miserable and humiliating drama that they worked so hard to set up... In the end, it became a joke. After the fake hospitalization incident, everything was quiet for three days. On the evening of the third day, Tham Trach Chu used a new phone number to call. At that time, I turned off the strange number blocking mode, because the Singaporean side often has partners calling directly. As soon as the phone connected, I recognized his voice. He doesn't call "wife" anymore.

"Van Van, I know you're angry. I want to meet in person to explain everything."

"There's no need to meet. Tell my lawyer something."

“Do you really want a divorce that much?”

"Why? Are you seriously asking me that?"

He was silent for a few seconds.

“The thing about the necklace… I can explain.”

“You say it.”

"It's a colleague's birthday gift, the whole department contributed money to buy it, I just helped place the order."

“The collective donation is worth 52 thousand yuan.”

“Pay with a credit card in my name.”

“The delivery address is her home, not the company.”

He was completely silent. I said softly:

"Shen Zechu, every time you lie, my list of evidence adds one more item. Just keep going."

This time he took the initiative to hang up. The next morning, Tran Sam called me back in the office.

“Lam Van, there is a professional exchange this afternoon. Please come with me.”

“What's the content?”

"New product trends forum for the cosmetics industry in the Asia-Pacific region. There are quite a few product managers of big brands present. The market analysis you wrote last time was very good, go and discuss it."

I nodded. That afternoon, during the forum's tea break, someone actively stopped me. The other person is the product manager for the Asia-Pacific region of an international brand.

“Are you Lam Van?”

“The previous report on the application of plant fermentation technology in cosmetics… was written by you, right?”

“I participated in its implementation.”

"Our team has been researching it for more than half a year. There are some extremely valuable data models inside. Which company are you working at now?"

At that moment, Tran Sam stepped forward and said casually:

"She is working at our company. Her ability is excellent. She is currently in charge of the entire product line in Singapore."

The other person looked at me one more time.

“If it's convenient, I hope we can keep in touch in the future.”

Then give me one business card. On the way back to the hotel, Tran Sam suddenly asked:

“All these years in the country… have you always been buried?”

I looked at the light outside the car window and smiled softly.

“Maybe so.”

He didn't ask any more. After Trieu Que Tran calmed down for a few days, she began to change tactics. This time she dragged her sister into it. Trieu Que Phuong. Compared to Trieu Que Tran, this woman is even more difficult to deal with. The tongue is harsher. Thicker face. But he's especially good at pretending to be a good person. She called my mother, her tone was extremely gentle.

"In-laws, we're all family, is there anything we can't talk about slowly?"

"That little Van Van, everyone in our family loves her. Just clarify the misunderstanding and it'll be fine."

At first, my mother politely answered a few questions. Who would have thought that Trieu Que Phuong immediately changed his tone.

"But hey, if Van Van stays out for so long and refuses to come back, it won't be a good thing. Daughters and children, this wouldn't be a good thing if it spread out."