Du Ruoyi's boyfriend is called Duan Jiaming, and he fights underground in illegal boxing matches.

Such a profession is always prone to various violent behaviors, and he engages in domestic violence.

I already obtained the evidence, thinking it would help Xiao Du get free, but I didn't expect her to be unhappy, even somewhat resentful.

"Lawyer Zhao, I think your actions have issues."

I looked at her somewhat amused, not knowing which aspect she was referring to.

Was it wrong of me to barge into her house? Or was it wrong to use words to provoke her boyfriend into madness, thereby obtaining evidence of his tendency towards domestic violence?

Since becoming a lawyer, I have always believed that only evidence of being caught in the act is the most reliable.

So I don't mind using some psychological tactics to force others to display the side I want in front of me; I don't think there's anything wrong with that.

I raised my eyebrows and placed my hands on the desk, "What's wrong with me? Do you think I didn't help you?"

She shook her head, "My boyfriend is at fault, but I never thought of

bringing him to court, nor did I think of getting rid of him."

I looked elsewhere, not quite understanding what she meant. That day, only I knew about her miserable state; she was already beaten with a bruised nose and a forehead that was bleeding. She never thought about leaving this man?

We kept arguing, even alarming the people outside the office, until finally, Xiao Du slammed the door and left. I gently rubbed my aching forehead.

"At my most painful moment, although he hit me, he also gave me a home!"

This sentence kept echoing in my ears. After a while, I curled my lips—

Found you!

The scent of the same kind...