Jin Yuanyuan's Top-Tier Life

This should be the busiest day since the establishment of Jinjiacun Police Station, because when everyone brought Hu Liqiu to the police station, they found out that Hu Liqiu's son, Hu Zongqiang, was the arsonist.

Everyone stared at the eight-year-old boy, imagining a dramatic scene unfolding before their eyes.

Of course, Jin Jia then brought the whole drama that everyone had imagined to life. After receiving the news, she rushed out of her house, wearing only a fleece nightgown and without any makeup or dressing up, looking very haggard.

As a result, she lost the confrontation with Hu Liqiu's mistress at the police station. This mistress was not only beautiful, but also had a stunning figure and elegant demeanor; she was reportedly the planning director of a certain male-owned company in Hangzhou.

Jin Jia wasn't about to lose face, so she immediately went forward and started tearing at the mistress. The mistress didn't fight back, but her son, Hu Zongqiang, rushed over and bit Jin Jia hard. Jin Jia grabbed Hu Zongqiang's hair and threw him aside. Hu Liqiu panicked, broke free from the crowd, shoved Jin Jia to the ground, and picked up her son…

The scene was chaotic, and Jin Yuanyuan and Cao Xiaoyu hid in a safe place to watch.

"Hu Liqiu, how could you do this to me?" Jin Jia exploded, sitting on the ground and yelling, "I fed you, I gave you water, I made you the general manager of Jin Jia, and what have you been doing all these years? What have you been doing all these years? You said you loved me the most, but has this love been fed to a dog?"

Jin Yuanyuan looked at the indignant boy, and then at Jin Jia angrily tearing at her live-in son-in-law Hu Liqiu. It was just like when her mother tore at her father back then, cursing, fighting, and questioning where love had gone. With such a good life, why did she still mess around? Why?

In emotional disputes, what is right?

In the chaos, Jin Yuanyuan was surprised to see that Zhu Hongying had also come to the police station. She was standing in the back row watching, and her expression was also very bad.

"Mom, what are you doing here? It's alright, this child was the one who started the fire..." Jin Yuanyuan squeezed her way to Zhu Hongying's side. "Go back."

Jin Yuanyuan looked at her mother, afraid that she might also be reminded of unpleasant things from the past and that her body might not be able to handle it.

However, Zhu Hongying didn't give up. She pushed her way to the front, shoved Jin Jia aside, grabbed Hu Liqiu, and yelled, "Where's my money?"

It turned out that Hu Liqiu had tricked the bosses of the Jinjiacun Economic and Technological Development Zone into investing in funds with him, promising a return of up to 50%. At first, no one believed it, but soon after investing, they indeed saw high returns. So they poured more money in, and the amount grew like a snowball.

Zhu Hongying initially didn't believe there could be so much profit, but many business owners in the development zone were talking about it, so she believed it. She invested over three million yuan and received six hundred thousand yuan back in the first week, making her extremely happy.

She hadn't checked on the fund these past few days. It wasn't until she heard that everyone had taken Hu Liqiu to the police station that she glanced at it and discovered that only thirty yuan remained out of the three million. Her blood pressure spiked, and she immediately went to the police station as well.

The police were also frustrated. There was arson, a romantic dispute, and most importantly, a major economic case—the amount reported by the complainants so far was at least fifty million. In the end, they could only try to calm everyone down, then take statements from each person, promising to give them an explanation, before the crowd gradually dispersed.

Jin Yuanyuan and Cao Xiaoyu sat on the side waiting, because everyone in the police station was dealing with Hu Liqiu's economic fraud case, and Hu Zongqiang's arson case had become the smallest case, so they could wait a little longer.

Jin Jia is now completely devastated. She doesn't know whether to confront the mistress first or strangle Hu Liqiu. But the more important thing is that she is now married to Hu Liqiu, which means that she may also have to bear the consequences of Hu Liqiu's financial cases. Even if she gets a divorce now, it's too late.

Now, Jin Yuanyuan actually felt a little sorry for Jin Jiaya. After Cao Xiaoyu accompanied Zhu Hongying to take her police report, she went home first, while she quietly sat aside to continue waiting for the arson case to be resolved. After all, it was her warehouse that was burned down, and she needed to get a statement of the situation before proceeding with the next steps, such as applying for compensation.

Hu Liqiu, Hu Zongqiang, and his mother were taken to different interrogation rooms. Jin Jia sat on a bench outside, her hair disheveled, in extremely poor condition.

After all the people who had been scammed out of their investment funds left, Jin Jia was still sitting there. At this moment, she had no tears left and was very calm.

Jin Yuanyuan went to the water dispenser and filled a glass of warm water for her, then handed it to her.

Jin Jia even returned her a polite smile, "Thank you."

"Are you... alright?" Jin Yuanyuan hesitated for a moment, but still sat down next to her. After all, she was someone she knew well. Even though she disliked her, she couldn't bring herself to dislike her at this moment.

"What's good or bad about it?" Jin Jia even smiled. "Don't worry, I'll pay back your mother's money. It's over fifty million, and I can afford to pay it back."

"Hey, why are you coming to repay this?" Jin Yuanyuan asked, quite surprised. "Although you're married and there might be some connection, you can just prove that this matter has nothing to do with you, and then you don't have to worry about it..."

"Then your mother's money will be gone. Can you handle it? Can your mother handle it?" Jin Jia turned to look at her. "You don't need to pity me. Nobody needs to pity me. I walked my own path, and I chose my own man... Even if anything happens to him, I will still take responsibility to the end. Don't worry, I will also take responsibility for the fire in Jin Yaya's warehouse. You won't be shortchanged on a single penny of the renovation costs."

"Jin Jia, you need to understand this. If it has nothing to do with you, why should you take responsibility? Hu Liqiu isn't short of money; he definitely has money. Let him handle it. He dares to mess around outside and raise children; he must have money..." Jin Yuanyuan was still a little angry and stood up. "Wake up!"

Jin Jia looked up at her, her eyes filled with despair. "Jin Yuanyuan, you haven't reached my point yet, you don't understand the problems I face. We're actually quite similar, both only children from the Yangtze River Delta region, the envy of everyone, even considered high-quality partners in the marriage market. Even though I'm divorced with a child, I can still find an obedient young man. My whole life I've been expected to be a respectable, elegant, high-achieving, and beautiful obedient girl, but do you know how much pain I've endured to preserve my marriage? Do you think I don't know he's having an affair? Do you think I can't smell his stench? I'm enduring it, not to protect him, but to protect my own image of happiness, to protect the best life a Yangtze River Delta only child can have, to protect the Jin Jia brand!"

These words made Jin Yuanyuan take a step back. She had never thought about these things before. She had always lived a carefree life and strived for her own freedom.

She sometimes envied Jin Jia for living happily with her parents, a large and harmonious family. After all, the chaotic state of her own family was quite frustrating. However, she never expected Jin Jia to say something like that, that all the happiness was an illusion, a sacrifice and a pretense.

So, looking back at her life now, it might seem more authentic, and she could have more of herself. Compared to the pain she experienced in life, it might just be considered a scratch.