Chapter 200: Chapter 200: The Divine Pit Dug by Oneself Chapter 200: Chapter 200: The Divine Pit Dug by Oneself Fu Peng rambled on not because he knew Meng Jingfen had a large sum of money at hand.

He was jealous that Meng Jinhua had bought a house in Hai City.

It was also to indirectly prove that he hadn’t falsely accused Meng Jingfen, that she was indeed their accomplice.

Otherwise, where would Meng Jinhua get so much money to buy a house?

Struck by thunder, Meng Jingfen wanted to object, but seeing the shiny handcuffs in the hand of a police station worker, she swallowed her words and then calculated how to explain the money situation.

Meng Jingfen originally lived in a secondary bedroom.

After Meng Yajun transferred to Hai City from Wuliu Town for his studies, she was relegated to sleeping on the living room sofa.

Under such circumstances, how could she keep the money given to her by Lin Fangwei at home?

She deposited all the money in a passbook.

When she went out to work, she kept it close to her body, and when she got home, she tucked it into a notebook in her purse.

The police station’s workers quickly found the passbook.

“Eighty thousand yuan?”

The comrades at the police station were also surprised.

They hoped that Meng Jingfen was wrongly accused.

They certainly didn’t want one more human trafficker in the world.

Even though Meng Jingfen had already been captured,

they deeply looked at Meng Jingfen, feeling her maliciousness at such a young age, their initially mild expressions now frosted over.

The chief gestured to his subordinates to be shrewd with Meng Jingfen, waved his big hand, “Take her away.”

Meng Jinhua and the others were already stunned.

What?

There’s eighty thousand yuan in Meng Jingfen’s passbook?

Meng Jinhua, “Jingfen, what is this about?

How did you get so much money?”

Meng Jinhua still didn’t believe Meng Jingfen was a human trafficker, suspecting that she had won the money in a lottery draw.

Fu Hongfang, “Jingfen, you aren’t really a trafficker, are you?”

Fu Hongfang didn’t quite understand the lottery business, just considering this possibility.

Meng Hui shivered with fear, then pouted and cried, “Ah, traffickers, ah, hurry and drive her away, I’m scared…”

Traffickers liked to steal children, what if Meng Jingfen stole him one day?

Meng Yajun was green with rage and cried out in accusation, “Meng Jingfen, you dead person, how could you do this?

You’ve ruined me.

My political review in the future, my future is all ruined… oh, my fate is so bitter…”

Not only could he no longer join Chuyue’s tutoring class, but now he also had a sister in prison.

He felt that things were irreparable, his bright future now turned to dreams, overwhelmed with sorrow, he shouted and crouched down on the ground, crying loudly.

Meng Jinhua and Fu Hongfang hadn’t thought about this before.

Prompted by Meng Yajun’s reminder, they felt like thunder had struck on a clear day.

Right, Meng Jingfen was their direct relative, her imprisonment not only damaged their reputation but also affected their jobs, which was infuriating.

Meng Jinhua, unable to contain his fury, picked up a broom to strike Meng Jingfen.

Until then, Meng Jingfen hadn’t come up with a good idea, but scared by Meng Jinhua, she quickly thought on her feet, “This money was also given to me by my little aunt, really, if you don’t believe it, go ask Meng Chuyue.”

Meng Jinhua thought, wasn’t it said to be only over thirty thousand?

Where did the eighty thousand come from?

Something was off.

However, right or wrong, he wasn’t going to question it now.

The priority was to legitimize this eighty thousand yuan.

Even if the money was the illegal gains of Meng Jingfen’s human trafficking, they now had to claim it was given by Meng Wanhua.

He demonstrated fierce determination, “My sister really likes my daughter, always letting her call her ‘mom.’ If you don’t believe it, just go and inquire.”

The police station chief frowned, “We’ll investigate this.

Everything depends on the investigation results.”

Meng Jingfen was thus taken away.

Meng Jinhua and others were no longer merely despondent.

They even felt a hint of excitement.

Based on their understanding of Meng Jingfen, she was definitely not a trafficker, so the money must have been given by Meng Wanhua.

That damn girl, Meng Jingfen, always kept it hidden from them, truly infuriating.

But at this point, that didn’t matter anymore.

What mattered was, once the police investigation cleared Meng Jingfen of guilt, the money would belong to them all.