After the divorce, I became a rich girl

Li Jiawei looked around the room expressionlessly, then suddenly swung the stick in her hand, first smashing the LCD TV on the wall, then the refrigerator, the dining table, and the handicrafts on the dining table cabinet. The oil paintings on the wall also fell in her anger...

Her ears were filled with sharp cries, one after another, like the shrill barking of a dog, which gave her a splitting headache.

When Li Jiawei came to her senses, gasping for breath, the room was in a mess. The TV was hanging on the wall at an angle, the screen was broken into pieces, glass and porcelain fragments were scattered on the floor, and the refrigerator was also smashed and dented.

Li Jiawei lowered her head and looked at the wounds on her hands that were cut by porcelain pieces, some of which were even embedded with glass shards. However, she did not feel any pain, but instead felt that the depression in her heart had been released, and she felt much more comfortable, with a sneer unconsciously appearing at the corners of her mouth.

Zhang's mother looked at the almost crazy Li Jiawei and trembled with fear. She huddled in the corner and took out her cell phone with trembling hands to call the police. She was afraid that if she was a minute late, Li Jiawei would really swing the stick at her head.

Li Jiawei sat on a bench in the police station, staring at Zhang's mother crying to the police. Only then did she gradually recover from her out-of-control emotions and nervously grabbed the corner of her clothes.

The police turned their attention to Li Jiawei and asked, "Did you smash the things in her house?"

Li Jiawei took a deep breath and whispered in defense, "I bought all those things!"

Zhang's mother immediately retorted, "What do you mean you bought it? That's my house. You've already divorced Zhang Yi. Which of the things in the house belongs to you?"

Li Jiawei did not look up, but quietly took out her mobile phone, opened the shopping app, and handed the phone to the police. The shopping list on the screen listed in detail the items she bought, from large items such as TVs, washing machines, refrigerators, to daily necessities such as paper towels and rags.

Li Jiawei thought of the list on the shopping app. Almost every item was bought for the family, and there was rarely anything bought for herself. At that moment, an indescribable sense of grievance surged in her heart. She couldn't help but feel her eyes burning, as if tears would overflow at any time.

Thinking of the destroyed items that she once cherished, Li Jiawei felt that all her efforts and sacrifices had vanished and were blown away by the wind.

The policeman looked at the list with a frown on his face, but Zhang's mother continued to argue, "Since we're divorced, these things belong to my family. Besides, you smashed my house like that, which is illegal." Zhang's mother argued.

The police turned to Zhang's mother and asked, "Do you want her to compensate privately? Or do you want to take legal action?"

Zhang's mother said without hesitation, "Let's settle it privately. After all, we were once a family, and I don't want to be too extreme. Pay compensation. All the things in the house were smashed by her, and now we have to buy new ones. Also, the walls of my house are full of holes, and the house needs to be renovated. I'm not an unreasonable person. Pay me 100,000 and we'll let it go." Who knows what the result will be if she goes through legal procedures.

Li Jiawei looked coldly at Zhang's mother's arrogant face, and an indescribable emotion surged in her heart. She took a deep breath and said, "One hundred thousand? Why don't you go and rob them? I bought those things, I can smash them if I want, but I don't have any money."

When Zhang's mother heard this, she smiled disdainfully, "No money? Who are you kidding? Didn't Zhang Yi give you 200,000 yuan when we divorced?"

Li Jiawei felt even more bitter after hearing this. She sneered and said sarcastically, "Do you think 200,000 is a lot? I have been married to Zhang Yi for eight years, and my annual salary is more than 70,000. I have used all my salary to subsidize the household expenses. A month before the marriage, Zhang Yi bought a house with a mortgage. He had to pay the mortgage and socialize every month, so he never brought a penny home. However, the house title is in your and Dad's names. We have been married for eight years, and now there is less than 500,000 in the joint account. Apart from the 200,000 I got, I basically left with nothing. Do you think it is a lot?"

Zhang's mother's face changed slightly when she heard this, but she quickly regained her composure, but she still refused to give in. "So what? Two hundred thousand is a lot. You haven't eaten or drunk anything in the past eight years. Besides, you were the one who smashed my things first, so compensation is only natural. No compensation? Then don't blame me for being ruthless. Let the police handle it."

Li Jiawei's eyes flashed with determination, and she said coldly, "Don't force me. If you force me, I will go to his workplace and tell his boss about Zhang Yi's cheating during our marriage."

When Zhang's mother heard this, her face turned pale instantly. She didn't expect Li Jiawei to expose Zhang Yi's scandal so directly. She was panicked. Zhang Yi was now in a critical period of promotion. If the unit knew about his extramarital affair, the leaders above would definitely reconsider his promotion.

"You're talking nonsense, my son doesn't have any. You're getting divorced because of emotional discord." Zhang's mother said with all her might.

But Li Jiawei ignored her, turned to look at the police, suppressed her anger, and said, "Comrade police, I can provide shopping records and bank statements as evidence. These items were purchased with my salary, and some are still being repaid in installments."

After listening to Li Jiawei's statement, the police nodded and said that they would verify it further. Thinking about the shopping records he had just seen, he, as an outsider, felt sorry for her.

Looking at the police's attitude, Zhang's mother turned pale and dared not say anything, silently waiting for the police's next move.

At this moment, Li Jiawei's cell phone rang and the police returned the phone to her.

Li Jiawei took the phone back from the police and looked at the strange number on the screen. It might be a spam call. If it was a normal day, Li Jiawei would not answer it. But at this moment, in order to distract herself from the irritability in front of her, she answered the call.

"Hello, I am He Zhizhou from Wanyan Law Firm. Is this Ms. Li Jiawei?" A deep and penetrating male voice sounded from the other end of the line.

Li Jiawei listened to the unfamiliar voice. The man's voice was deep and penetrating, reaching directly into her ears. Li Jiawei felt that it seemed to have a magical power that could penetrate her ear holes and reach directly into her heart, soothing her irritability and anxiety.

"Yes, I'm at the Huaidong Road Police Station now." Li Jiawei's voice trembled slightly, and her tone revealed a sense of helplessness and confusion. At this moment, she felt like a small boat in the sea, looking around, isolated and helpless, and just wanted to grab any piece of driftwood to save herself from the water.

After hesitating for a moment, He Zhizhou said on the other end of the phone, "I'll be there later." His voice was sonorous and firm, bringing a little comfort to Li Jiawei.

After Li Jiawei hung up the phone, the sonorous and firm voice echoed in her ears. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and buried her face in the table in front of her, not wanting to see Zhang's mother's mean face again.