"Cough, cough, cough..."

Feng Qihang sat in my office, violently coughing and wheezing, looking both painful and disheveled.

I handed him a cup of water and felt a bit of sympathy for this billionaire middle-aged tycoon.

"Are you really planning to divorce? And you want me, a commercial lawyer, to handle it?"

"Although family scandals should not be spread, Wenyu, she... she brought a man home, and I caught them!"

How could that be?

I knew his wife, Jin Wenyu, gentle and pretty.

It is said that she married him right after graduating from university and even gave birth to a pair of twins.

To be honest, affairs in this circle of men are not uncommon; but it's rare for it to be the woman, especially to have boldly invited someone home!

Feng Qihang rubbed his knees with his hands, smiling bitterly: "A three million yuan agency fee, I just need it fast!"

I nodded and provided a plan: "Reaching a mediation in court is the fastest way. Otherwise, the trial could take at least three to five months, and there's also a one-month waiting period for civil affairs registration."

Feng Qihang impatiently nodded: "You decide, but I want both children with me."

I shrugged, this wasn't difficult, after all, the woman didn't have a job.

"What about the joint property?"

"I want her to leave with nothing, is that too cruel? After all, she's been with me for ten years and gave the Feng family two kids."

I was taken aback, but then I smiled understandingly: "To accept a person's commission is to be loyal to their cause."

A case with such high fees naturally wouldn't be simple.

But isn't it only right to struggle and take risks for the sake of profit?

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