Sun Xiaoying became agitated when she heard Li Zhiqing insult her. The police held her firmly in the chair, unable to move, and she listened through gritted teeth.
"He's clearly slandering and defaming me, officer, aren't you going to do anything about it?" To her surprise, she was met with a cold reply.
"Listen to what they have to say first, and then it's your turn to speak."
Li Zhiqing told almost everything, wishing he could crush Sun Xiaoying. He was already being more than generous by not exaggerating, and repeatedly told the police officers to stand up for them. On the contrary, his wife seemed unusually calm.
The matter didn't end after he left. More than a dozen people came to the police station to report the case. They were all witnesses related to Sun Xiaoying, and they were also educated youths who had been tricked by him.
These people were turned away by Wuyou, and having no way to obtain information from outside, they could only turn to Sun Xiaoying. Sun Xiaoying was the typical type: she was willing to provide anything if the price was high enough, with no other requirements. At the same time, she was also quite greedy; the highest bidder got it, with absolutely no room for negotiation.
Looking at those familiar faces and listening to their complaints, Sun Xiaoying felt as if all her strength had been drained away. She slumped into her seat, thinking, "It's over, I'm doomed."
With the evidence and witnesses right in front of her, Sun Xiaoying had no way to refute it and could only admit defeat. Confessing would be met with leniency, resisting would be met with severity; if he still stubbornly refused to confess at this point, he would likely face even harsher punishment.
The matter was quickly resolved; Sun Xiaoying had earned over two hundred yuan from these people, a considerable sum in those days. This also meant a heavier sentence, ultimately resulting in a five-year prison term.
The news quickly spread throughout the entire Guangming Brigade, causing an uproar. No one expected that Sun Xiaoying would have such audacity and intelligence to deceive so many people.
Sun Xiaoying's family immediately kept their heads down, afraid to step forward for fear of being implicated by their daughter, and remained very quiet for several years. They dared not and were unwilling to visit Sun Xiaoying, effectively severing all ties.
Zhou Jiajun cried bitterly at home. No matter what, she was the girl he once liked, and they had lived together for so many years. Even if the feelings had faded, there was still some kinship left.
He wasn't as heartless as the Sun family. After settling his mother in, he went to the town's police station alone. Sun Xiaoying had just been sentenced and hadn't been sent to prison yet; she was currently being held in custody at the police station and would be transferred in a few days.
On the bus, Zhou Jiajun met Wuyou, who was also going to town. The two sat together and chatted for a while. Wuyou's words were full of comfort, but she also felt a little apologetic.
Sun Xiaoying's fate was a result of her greed and recklessness. She thought she could use her rebirth to put herself above everyone else, but in the end, she was manipulated by others.
Those books that seemed related to the college entrance exam but were actually completely unrelated were deliberately left for Sun Xiaoying by him. He wrote the letter of complaint and personally mailed it to the police station; he was also the one who instigated the group of so-called victims who made the complaint.
All of this is just a few small details. If Sun Xiaoying herself hadn't had such thoughts and hadn't been so greedy, this outcome wouldn't have happened. It was undoubtedly an inevitable result.
They all knew very well that the crime of speculation and profiteering in this era would not be considered a crime in the future, and might even be legalized and rationalized, becoming a ladder for many people to make money. It was just that Sun Xiaoying was too unscrupulous, acted without thinking, and only had eyes for his richest wife. It was this life of wealth that gave Wuyou an opportunity to take advantage of.
If it weren't for Wuyou, Anjin would have been in a terrible state at Sun Xiaoying's hands. So Wuyou didn't feel guilty at all, and even felt that he had already been too soft-hearted.
After arriving at the police station and waiting for about ten minutes, Zhou Jiajun finally saw Sun Xiaoying, whom he hadn't seen in a long time. She was dressed in simple, plain clothes, and looked somewhat disheveled, with a sallow complexion and a haggard appearance.
When Sun Xiaoying looked up and saw Zhou Jiajun's face, she immediately became excited and rushed over.
"Brother Zhou, you must get me out of here! But for the sake of our marriage, you have to help me too!"
The days in detention here were unbearable. The food and supplies were terrible, and the people around him harbored ill will towards him, occasionally resorting to physical violence. He simply couldn't take it anymore; even when he was at his lowest financial point, he had never been this miserable.
"I'm sorry, Xiaoying, I can't help you. I'm just an ordinary citizen, how can I help you get rid of your crime? Besides, you should bear the consequences of your wrongdoing." Zhou Jiajun's eyes reddened, he shook his head, and his fists clenched slightly.
“I did nothing wrong, so why should I be wrong? Just wait and see! In two or three years, this crime of speculation and profiteering will be abolished. Even the government thinks it's not wrong, so why should I be wrong?”
Sun Xiaoying shook her head, then screamed hysterically, grabbing Zhou Jiajun's arm and gripping it tightly.
“Zhou Jiajun, aren’t you the richest man? I’m your wife, how could you not save me? Give me the money, spend money to get them to rescue me, you can even break down this door for me by throwing money at them.”
"Xiaoying, what are you talking about? What do you mean by the richest man? What do you mean by throwing money around?" Zhou Jiajun was completely confused and couldn't understand what Sun Xiaoying was saying.
"You useless man, how could I marry a good-for-nothing like you? If you weren't so useless, I wouldn't have ended up like this!" Sun Xiaoying wailed, shaking Zhou Jiajun's body. Her hair was disheveled, like a madwoman who had just escaped from an asylum.
Hearing the commotion, the police rushed in and dragged the person away. Looking at Sun Xiaoying's crazed face, Zhou Jiajun felt a bitter taste in his mouth.
Exhausted, Zhou Jiajun fell asleep the moment he hit the pillow at home. It felt like he had a long, long dream, and when he woke up, his heart was filled with sweetness.
The dream was completely different from reality; the bittersweet feeling lingered in my heart for a long time.
In his dream, Sun Xiaoying left with Yan Zhiqing a few years after their marriage and never returned. He was heartbroken but could only grit his teeth and, by a twist of fate, married An Jin, and their lives became uneventful.
Later, to pay for his mother's illness, he worked hard and rose from a cement worker to a foreman, slowly climbing the ranks until his career flourished. His obsession with Sun Xiaoying gradually faded, and he lived happily ever after with An Jin.
As he grew older, he handed over his business to his children. He then noticed that the housekeeper was looking at him strangely, and after investigating, he discovered that she was none other than Sun Xiaoying, the woman who had abandoned him years before.
He had long since lost all feelings for Sun Xiaoying, and treated her as nothing more than a stranger to him.
After waking up, Zhou Jiajun fell into deep thought. His eyes looked just like Sun Xiaoying's now! And when he thought about what he had said before, the truth seemed to be about to emerge.
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