Jiang Meifeng and Zhou Huilan were extremely nervous when they first entered the police station. Neither of them spoke Mandarin well, and they weren't very bright. When the police asked them questions, their answers were often incoherent and incomprehensible.
After several rounds of questioning, the police also became angry.
"We have obtained evidence of your crimes. We urge you to confess honestly: where you committed the crimes, what you did, and who your accomplices were. The sooner you confess, the sooner you will be released. Otherwise, you may never be able to leave."
Zhou Huilan was a seasoned veteran. Bao Liu used to frequent the police station, and she had heard him say that if the police wanted you to speak up, they would use any means necessary. You couldn't afford to lose your composure in the police station.
Zhou Huilan was determined to give irrelevant answers to the police's questions and to beat around the bush. However, she insisted that she was Zhou Chuyu's aunt, which gave the police a bit of a headache.
“The girl said she doesn’t know you, and you still dare to lie.”
"Don't know us? Bah! This little hussy is up to no good and wants to teach us a lesson! My brother is a college student, and he found another woman while he was in college. It's normal for men to have affairs. So, when he came home, he kicked his wife out. After they divorced, my niece hated our Zhou family and pretended not to know us."
The police officer frowned: "You mean, you're her aunt, and you arranged for her to marry that man surnamed Bao?"
Zhou Huilan flicked her fingernails and said casually:
“That little vixen is wicked. I married her off to Bao Liu for her own good. With her personality, if she doesn’t have a strong mother-in-law to keep her in check, she’ll be out of control! Her mother is clueless. She only gives money to her daughters and not to her sons. How can that be? Boys are the seed of our Zhou family, the root of our Zhou family. The money must be left to our Zhou family! So, I have to marry these three girls off to people who are easy to control.”
The policewoman who interrogated her frowned deeply upon hearing this.
There are indeed many people with unenlightened minds these days, but there aren't many women as wicked as Zhou Huilan.
She knew perfectly well that her niece was beautiful and a graduate of a prestigious university, yet she married her off to a man who had been widowed three times. What were her intentions?
"The law emphasizes freedom of marriage and the right to arrange marriages. Arranged marriages have long been abolished. Besides, you are just her aunt and have no right to arrange her marriage."
“I didn’t, but my mom did. My mom is her grandma, her own grandma! How dare she, as her granddaughter, disobey her grandma? Where did she get the guts!”
The two policewomen exchanged a glance. Seeing that she was unyielding and stubborn, they decided to change their strategy.
“I heard from Bao Liu that you owe him 3,500 yuan.”
Zhou Huilan was furious. "I owe him 3,500 yuan? That son of a bitch Bao Liu, I only owe him 2,700 yuan, and it's only been a few months and it's already 3,500?"
"You can't pay this money, so you want to use your niece to settle the debt. In other words, you want to sell your niece to Bao Liu as his wife for 3,500 yuan. Am I right, Zhou Huilan?" the policewoman said expressionlessly.
Zhou Huilan was stunned for a moment, and inexplicably felt that the policewoman was trying to trick her. She wasn't stupid. She was Chu Yu's aunt. As long as this matter was kept at home, it would be a family matter. But once it got out of hand and involved money, it could be considered human trafficking!
The news on TV often shows that trafficking women is illegal. Zhou Huilan is not Chu Yu's biological mother, so why would she sell her niece to Bao Liu? If the matter is investigated, Zhou Huilan will not get away with it; she can only try to excuse herself.
"I...I didn't sell her! I did this entirely for her own good, for the sake of our Zhou family. If you don't believe me, I can prove it. I can earn over 100,000 yuan a month, so I don't care about these 3,000 yuan at all."
The policewoman looked puzzled. It wasn't that she looked down on people, but with Zhou Huilan's clothes and manner of speaking, how could she earn over 100,000 yuan a month?
Who are you kidding!
Although Zhou Huilan is Chu Yu's aunt, she is nothing like Chu Yu. She is rude, dresses like an uneducated rural woman, and always has messy hair. Although she wears new leather shoes, they don't match her outfit at all.
City dwellers have eyes that are always on the table.
Zhou Huilan was dressed in designer brands from head to toe, but it was useless; she looked worthless.
What does tens of thousands mean? It's enough to buy several courtyard houses in Beijing, to be addressed as "Master" in the capital, to live a respectable and prestigious life in Beijing, and to enjoy a more comfortable and carefree existence than anyone else.
Zhou Huilan is worlds apart from her.
What's that saying again? You can have anything in your dreams. Zhou Huilan might as well go home and get some sleep; that would be better than daydreaming here.
The policewoman almost rolled her eyes. "You earn over 100,000 yuan a month? What do you do to make so much money? You're not trafficking women, are you?!"
Zhou Huilan was taken aback, then became somewhat indignant: "How could I possibly traffic women! I earned this money through legitimate business. My brother and sister run a financial company in Beijing, and it's made a lot of money. I'm the legal representative of the company now, the nominal boss. I get hundreds of thousands of yuan in commission every month, and all that money is at my home. Why would I lie to you!"
She spoke so convincingly that the policewoman, staring at her expression, felt that this person's lying skills were far too advanced.
What kind of financial company do your younger brother and sister own? What are their names?
Speaking of the company, Zhou Huilan was quite proud. She thought that clothes make the man and a saddle makes the horse. She hadn't had time to take care of herself after making her fortune, but that didn't mean she didn't have status or position.
She has a lot of money, and the mutual aid society holds an extraordinary position in Beijing. Its members are extremely enthusiastic, so much so that in the streets and alleys, anyone who doesn't join the mutual aid society is considered out of touch with the times and will be ridiculed by other members.
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