Chapter 4 — Your Biggest Mistake Is Looking Down On Me

The resentment accumulated over the past time... almost burst. But I still tried to suppress it.

"I'm OK." My voice is a bit hoarse.

The other side was silent for a few seconds, then he spoke, decisively.

"A war of public opinion is also a war. It needs a professional team to handle it. I have already made arrangements."

I was stunned.

"What do you mean?"

“My PR team will immediately take over your public opinion crisis.”

"In addition, your current residence is no longer safe. I have prepared a new apartment and a professional security team. They will come pick you up in an hour."

His thoughtfulness... made me a bit unable to react. I couldn't help but ask:

“General Luc… why did you help me?”

We only met once when we signed the contract. Haven't even been able to talk a few words yet. On the other end of the line, he smiled slightly.

“Because… the value of a genius, should not be trampled upon.”

"What's more, you are now Khai Minh's most important partner. Protecting you is also protecting our future."

His words were like a warm stream, penetrating my cold, numb heart. Something that I never got from Co Ze Xuyen... was given to me so easily by Luc Hoai An.

“Dr. Tham, dodging and staying silent... only makes the enemy come closer.”

"You need a press conference. A press conference to stand under the lights and tell the whole truth."

“Are you… ready?”

I tightened my grip on the phone and looked in the mirror. The woman inside was disheveled, but in her eyes... a fire burned. I took a deep breath, mustered all my strength, and said three words.

“I'm ready.”

The press conference is scheduled after three days, at Khai Minh's largest hall. The working efficiency of Luc Hoai An's team... is scary fast. They prepared all the equipment, contacted major media agencies, and also designed a beige suit and skirt for me that fit every cut. When I stood in front of the mirror, looking at the woman who had lost her plainness, replaced by calmness and professionalism... Even I felt strange. Gold-rimmed glasses are still there. But the eyes behind... no longer avoiding, no longer forbearing. Only the coldness that had been forged by me remained. The hall was packed with people. Cameras and lenses were pointed at the stage. Flash lights flash continuously, like crazy stars in the night. I walked up, alone, and sat down in the center. The entire auditorium immediately fell silent. All eyes were on me, waiting. I don't look at the manuscript. Just calmly look around, then say the first sentence.

“Before we start, I want everyone to see a document.”

On the large screen behind, a scanned copy of the 《Premarital Property Notarization Agreement》 appeared. The clause circled in red… is magnified to the point that no one can miss it.

“This document was signed before I married Mr. Co Trach Xuyen, proposed by him.”

"It clearly states that all intellectual property independently completed by me... is privately owned."

“Therefore, the accusation that I ‘transfer marital property’… is legally unfounded.”

The whole hall was buzzing. The sound of cameras continuously rang out. The platform that Co Ze Xuyen used to cry in front of the media... was wiped out by me in just one sentence. I don't give them time to talk. Press the play button. A recording rang out, chillingly clear. It was an argument between me and him at home. In it, Co Trach Xuyen's voice was full of impatience and greed.

"R&D what else? Tham Tinh Nhuoc, I tell you, this 'No. 1 New Student' is enough for the company to make money for ten years!"

"Don't make unrealistic plans! Just stay home and wait for the money to be divided!"

My voice calmly replied:

“But this technology can be upgraded a lot, the second and third stages are theoretically already…”

My words were rudely interrupted by him.

"I don't need to hear theories! I just need results! Just money!"

"Tham Tinh Nhuoc, you should know your place! Without me, without Hoa Thinh, your theories are just waste paper!"

“It is I… who makes you valuable!”

The recording ends. The whole hall... was absolutely silent. Co Ze Xuyen's image of a perfect husband, always supporting his wife... was torn apart right before everyone's eyes. Only a greedy, cold man remains, viewing his wife as a tool to make money... irrefutably naked.

“Everyone heard clearly.” I calmly spoke up.

"Co Ze Xuyen never supported my career. He just wanted to turn me... and my technology... into a milk cow that could be milked forever."

"Once my thoughts go beyond his control and interests... he will immediately deny and suppress."

I proceed to present the second proof. That is a detailed statement of my personal account, along with all loan documents from research funds.

“During the interview, he said he bet the whole company because of my research.”

“But the truth is, besides the few tens of thousands of yuan he gave me when we were still in love... all future research funding came from the scholarship I won, and research loans in my personal name.”

“Hoa Thinh's so-called 'investment'... is just an abandoned warehouse room, not even up to standard, used as my early-stage 'laboratory'.”

Layers of lies are peeled away. The truth... gradually becomes clear. Under the stands, the reporter's expression was no longer skeptical. It's surprising. Then it turned into anger. They realized... they were being led as a joke by Co Trach Xuyen and his PR team. Finally, I delivered the fatal blow.