After the divorce, I became a rich girl

Li Ronghua looked at Li Jiawei who was quietly listening to the discussion and asked softly, "Are you bored?"

Li Jiawei shook her head and smiled, "No, it's quite interesting." This was not out of flattery or stubbornness, but her true feelings. She has liked listening to people chatting since she was a child. Even if she doesn't fully understand, it can't stop her from liking this kind of communication, regardless of whether she understands it or not, and regardless of her interest.

"That's good," Li Ronghua nodded. "It will actually be good for you to listen more. If you are interested and have a project you want to invest in, Dad will give you 10 or 20 million first. You can invest in a project first to try it out."

When Li Jiawei heard this, she suddenly started coughing, apparently choking on her own saliva. Seeing everyone looking at her, she quickly waved her hands and said, "I'm fine."

Seeing this, Jing Qiu immediately brought her a glass of water and said with concern, "Hurry up and drink a glass of water to calm down."

Li Jiawei took the water cup and drank two gulps to suppress the urge to cough. She secretly sighed that she really couldn't keep up with the thinking of the rich. Investing 10 or 20 million was just a "try".

Li Hongxing looked at Li Jiawei lovingly and said with a smile, "Don't listen to your father. You must be cautious when investing. Jiawei, how is your work going recently?"

"Uncle, everything is fine," Li Jiawei replied.

"Well, if you need any help, just tell uncle." Li Hongxing said with concern.

Li Jiawei looked at Li Hongxing's loving face, and although she was grateful, she also felt a little helpless. Li Hongxing was the head of a province, with a high status, while she was just a small clerk in the General Affairs Section of the District Finance Bureau, and a contract worker. The gap between the two was too big. Should she call Section Chief Fang to stop him from making things difficult for her? If she really did that, it would be the ultimate version of wasting talent.

Seeing that everyone's topic of conversation had come to an end for the time being, Li Jiawei said, "I called my brother today and told him about the mistaken baby. He said he would bring my parents over tomorrow."

As soon as these words came out, the warm atmosphere froze instantly. She looked at Li Xuanbao and found that she was also looking at her. When their eyes met, they both felt that everything was settled.

Li Xuanbao and Yang Shihui returned to their villa in Xishi. Their residence was separated from Li Ronghua's residence by only a small path. This was one of the dowries that Li Ronghua had given to Li Xuanbao.

At this moment, Li Xuanbao was curled up on the sofa alone, shaking a wine glass in her hand. She had already drunk most of the bottle of red wine. It was already past one in the morning, but she had no desire to sleep.

Yang Shihui walked out of the bedroom, sat down beside her, gently held her in his arms, took the wine glass from her hand, drank the remaining red wine in the glass, and said softly, "Dear, you've drunk enough today. What else are you thinking about in your little head?"

Li Xuanbao snuggled in Yang Shihui's arms and whispered, "I wonder what kind of people they are."

"Haven't you read the investigation report?" Yang Shihui said softly.

Li Xuanbao shook her head, her voice trembling, "The reports are all cold words, Shihui, I'm scared." She hugged Yang Shihui tightly. Her life has undergone a huge change during this period. Every time she read a report about Li Jiawei's life, her heart became heavier. Guilt and sadness intertwined, making her feel like a thief who stole the life that originally belonged to Li Jiawei.

At the same time, fear was spreading in her heart. She couldn't imagine if she had been Li Jiawei from the beginning, whether she could be as strong and optimistic as Li Jiawei is now.

Yang Shihui lowered his head and gently kissed Li Xuanbao's forehead, his voice gentle but firm, "Be good, don't be afraid, I'll always be with you."

"I am a thief." Li Xuanbao repeated with sobs, "I am a thief."

Yang Shihui felt the wetness on his chest. He hugged Li Xuanbao tighter and tried to comfort her. "You are not a thief. It is not your fault that the wrong child was taken away. If you feel guilty, we can work together to find a way to compensate her."

Li Xuanbao sighed and sat up from Yang Shihui's arms. "This is not a problem that can be easily solved with money. What I stole was not only material wealth, but also intangible wealth."

As the daughter of the Li family, she has received elite education since she was a child, and her vision and knowledge have reached a high level. Even if the Li family disowns her now and takes back all the wealth, she can still live well with her own ability. What's more, she is now the daughter-in-law of the Yang family and is in charge of the finances of the entire Yang Group. She has enough confidence to say that if Yang Shihui divorces her today, the stocks of the Yang Group will be affected tomorrow.

However, what about Li Jiawei? She is just an ordinary person living at the bottom of society, struggling for a salary of several thousand yuan a month. There is no light in her eyes, only fatigue.

In the past, Li Xuanbao would look down on such women, thinking that life's unhappiness was all personal karma, and that if one didn't work hard, one would be doomed to fail. But after seeing Li Jiawei's life, she realized that in the lives of ordinary people, sometimes hard work is the least worth mentioning, because in the process, there are too many frustrations and constraints, and many efforts are not worth seeing the results and are not rewarded.

Whenever Li Xuanbao thought about how Li Jiawei's current life might be similar to hers if she had not been taken away by mistake, she would break out in a cold sweat. This feeling was too desperate. She felt guilty towards Li Jiawei, but was also glad that she had been taken away by mistake, which gave her the life she has today.

Yang Shihui could not understand Li Xuanbao's inner entanglement and contradiction. Even if they were close, "empathy" was always a false proposition that was difficult to achieve. He could not fully understand Li Xuanbao's feelings at the moment, but he knew that what she needed at the moment was just company.

On the second day, Li Jiawei declined the suggestion of Li Ronghua and others to go to the airport to pick up her parents. She chose to go alone, wanting to give her parents some time to digest the sudden news.

In the garage, Li Jiawei chose a low-key car. When Hu Quan saw it, he said with some surprise, "This car was bought a few years ago. Usually the housemaid drives it to buy groceries. Do you want to change it?"

Li Jiawei didn't care. She opened the car door, got in, started the car, and found that the gas tank was full. She said with satisfaction, "It's good. Let's take this one."

In fact, Li Jiawei wanted to laugh when she heard Hu Quan's words. She had seen similar jokes before, but she never thought that such a plot would happen to her one day. She thought with emotion that art really comes from life. Even this so-called "servant shopping cart" was something she had never dared to think of before.

The flight was expected to arrive at 1:20 p.m. Li Jiawei arrived at the airport an hour in advance. She parked the car in the parking lot, turned on the music, then reclined the seat, closed her eyes, and quietly waited for the plane to arrive.

The plane was expected to land soon, and Li Jiawei went to the airport pick-up gate. Time passed by minute by minute, and she finally saw three familiar figures walking towards her in the distance. Her heart immediately became excited, and she waved her arms and shouted loudly, "Dad, Mom, Brother, I'm here!"