"Lawyer Gao, would you like to hear a story?"

She began, her tone calm and slow.

"Twelve years ago, I was in my third year of college. Many chased after me, but I didn't fancy any of them. Lao Feng was already thirty-two at the time, a nouveau riche who hadn't even graduated from primary school. Previously, he worked... as a butcher. I chose him because he said he'd always cherish and love me, and give me a home."

She smiled tragically, her eyes brimming with crystalline tears.

"I was born by my mother who was deceived by a scumbag. When I was seven, she ran off with someone else. Now, I'm on the verge of losing my home again..."

I looked at her calmly, not understanding what this was all about.

Wasn't she the one who cheated?

"His previous work damaged his lungs. He coughs on smoggy days, coughs at the smell of smoke, and even wakes up coughing in his sleep. He also has arthritis, aches when it gets cloudy and rainy, and during seasonal changes in spring and autumn. For the past ten years, I've been helping him recuperate, feeling sorry for the ailments he accumulated when he was young. Look, I've taken such meticulous care of him. Do you think I wouldn't know if he had a woman outside?"

I raised my eyebrows and didn't reply.

Even if Feng Qihang betrayed the family first, her retaliation by finding someone to bring home was not wise.

"That woman is vulgar. I can't figure out what Lao Feng sees in her. As long as he comes home properly, I can bear it, really, I can bear it..."

By the end of her words, she was sobbing uncontrollably.

I quietly sipped my coffee, giving her time to compose herself.

"What did he tell you? That I... have a man outside?"

I nodded.

Her bloodshot eyes stared blankly at me.

"But he definitely wouldn't tell you that they were watching the whole time behind the door, even recording it! He wouldn't tell you that the man was someone they hired! He certainly wouldn't tell you that it was Lao Feng who gave me the milk that made me pass out!"

I suddenly stood up, staring blankly at her, allowing the coffee to spill all over the table.