Take her as my wife

Jiang Ni changed her clothes, quickly brushed her teeth and washed her face in the bathroom, and hurriedly opened the door and walked towards the exit.

Seeing her serious expression, Tan Wen immediately followed her, asking, "Sister, what's wrong?"

"My client is being held up at the hospital by her husband's family," Jiang Ni explained. "I need to go check on her."

"I'll go with you, don't rush."

Tan Wen took her bag, put his arm around her shoulder to comfort her, and followed her to the hospital where Deng Chaoyang was.

To protect the hospital's reputation, the security guards had already dispersed the onlookers. Only after learning that they were lawyers there to mediate did the guards let them in.

Jiang Ni and Tan Wen had just reached the door when they heard a man's arrogant cursing.

"That bitch dared to post my story online! Now I've been fired and everyone in the neighborhood is gossiping about me!"

"I paid money to marry you. All 88,000 yuan went to your dad to build a house back home. You're now part of the Zhang family. So what if I beat you or scold you! I raised you for years, and you gave birth to a money-losing brat who still wants to eat expensive fruit. Deng Zhaodi, you have quite the nerve!"

Tan Wen opened the door for Jiang Ni and then silently stood behind her.

The atmosphere inside was tense, and no one noticed them at the door.

There were actually two police officers inside, but Deng Chaoyang's husband showed no restraint because he had two "get-out-of-jail-free cards" in his hands—their marriage certificate and a letter of understanding stamped by Deng Chaoyang's parents.

Moreover, in most cases of "domestic violence," the Women's Federation is responsible for mediation. Today, the situation at the hospital became so outrageous that the hospital called the police.

The two middle-aged men who responded to the call clearly didn't want to get involved in this matter; the saying "even an upright official finds it hard to settle family disputes" perfectly illustrates this point.

But this man was so arrogant that the police officers didn't give him a friendly look either. One of them shouted at him sternly, "Zhang Liwei, watch your words! This is a new era, not the old society. She's your wife, not a slave you bought!"

Zhang Liwei retorted arrogantly, "Go tell those things to her parents! They're the ones who sold her to me, and they even promised to give the Zhang family a son! Deng Zhaodi, I heard your mother even hired a lawyer to sue me and make me pay your family money? Bah! Your whole family is shameless! Where's your lawyer? He'd better come find me if he dares, and I'll beat him to a pulp!"

Tan Wen's eyes sharpened, and he moved his lips, but Jiang Ni spoke first.

"I am her lawyer," Jiang Ni met his gaze, "Mr. Zhang, I hope your mouth will still be as 'powerful' as it is now in court."

Zhang Liwei initially disregarded her because she was a woman, but a sharp gaze from another woman instilled fear in him, causing him to swallow the profanity that was about to escape his lips.

"Who wants to go to court with you? This is a family matter. Besides, I hit my own wife, it's not like I killed or committed arson! It has nothing to do with you police officers or lawyers!"

The police officer got a headache from listening to this, so he simply dumped the mess on Jiang Ni and her team, and left with an excuse.

It's not that they're irresponsible, but they've known Zhang Liwei for a long time. Every time he's been taken to the police station for beating his wife, the woman's family forces her to come and beg for leniency. They really can't do anything about this kind of family.

Jiang Ni walked to the bedside and saw that Deng Chaoyang's old wounds had not healed and new ones had appeared. Her eyes were swollen high from the beating, and the handprint on her right cheek was also shocking. She lay on the bed with her hair disheveled, huddled under the covers, and her pillow was soaked.

Anger surged in her chest, and Jiang Ni bent down and gently took her trembling hand under the blanket, patting and kneading it reassuringly: "Miss Deng, don't be afraid, it's alright now."

Zhang Liwei's mother secretly glanced at the tall and burly Tan Wen a few times, feeling intimidated, even more nervous than if she had seen a policeman. Mainly, Tan Wen's expressionless face looked too fierce; she was afraid she would be at a disadvantage if a fight broke out, so she quickly tugged at Zhang Liwei's sleeve and gave him a meaningful look.

But Jiang Ni wouldn't let them leave so easily.

"Tan asked."

She only had to call Tan Wen's name for him to understand. He closed and locked the door, then stood there coldly scrutinizing the Zhang family members.

"What do you want to do?!" Zhang Liwei's mother asked fiercely, hiding behind her son.

Jiang Ni handed Deng Chaoyang a tissue to wipe his tears, not even glancing at them, and said coldly, "You hit someone and just leave? There's no such thing as a free lunch. Either let us hit them back, or you pay us compensation. The choice is yours."

Tan Wen cooperated perfectly. As soon as she finished her request, he immediately cracked his knuckles and added, "I'll slap and punch you back for every slap and punch you've given her. I won't give you more."

Zhang Liwei's fist was no match for Tan Wen's fist, which was as big as a clay pot. Their expressions changed instantly.

"You're...you're bullying me! I'm calling the police!" Zhang Liwei's mother stammered.

Jiang Ni then turned to them and gave them a look: "My client needs to rest. You have five seconds to choose, 5, 4..."

When she counted to "2", Tan took a step forward.

His towering 192cm height made him increasingly imposing the closer you got to him.

Zhang Liwei, who was 1.7 meters tall, looked like a chick next to him. He quickly shouted, "Pay up! We choose to pay up—is two hundred yuan enough?"

Tan Wen was so angry he almost laughed. This family of cowards who bullied the weak and feared the strong were also incredibly stingy.

Jiang Ni had never seen such a wicked, stupid, and stingy person. She took out her wallet from her bag, pulled out six hundred-yuan bills, and unfolded them: "I'll give you six hundred, let us beat you up, keep the change."

"No, no, no... then tell me, how much do you want!" Zhang Liwei's father was clearly the most pragmatic.

Jiang Ni gave a number: "Thirty thousand."

"How much?!" Zhang Liwei cursed as soon as he opened his mouth. "You're fucking asking for the moon! I only slapped her a few times, and you want 30,000!"

Tan Wen, too lazy to listen to his nonsense, strode forward, grabbed his collar, and pulled him up: "Sister, I'm too lazy to waste words with them—I think it'll be more satisfying to beat them up."

Jiang Ni knew he was deliberately trying to scare them, so she nodded.

Tan Wen raised his fist to smash it into Zhang Liwei's face, but Zhang Liwei yelled and closed his eyes, admitting defeat: "Give it to me! Thirty thousand it is! Mom—give me the money! Let us go right now!"

Having witnessed the 30,000 yuan being transferred to Deng Chaoyang's phone, Tan Wen threw Zhang Liwei out like trash. He staggered a few steps, and the three of them ran towards the door as if their lives depended on it.

Jiang Ni's stern voice followed, urging and warning them:

"This 30,000 is just today's compensation. We'll settle the rest in court."

"If you harass Ms. Deng again during this period, don't blame us for taking drastic measures."

Zhang Liwei gave a bluffing snort: "We'll see!"

In fact, if you slip on your feet, you can run faster than anyone else.

As soon as they left, Tan Wen said to himself, "Sister, I'll wait for you outside."

"it is good."

In the ward, only Jiang Ni and Deng Chaoyang remained.

After a long silence, Jiang Ni heard Deng Chaoyang say softly, "It's no use..."

"What?"

"My parents only care about money... If Zhang Liwei gave them the money they wanted, they wouldn't pursue the matter..."

Jiang Ni took her hand, her voice gentle yet firm: "The key lies with you. You are the victim. As long as you don't compromise, it will work if you want him to be punished."

"But after I get divorced, my parents will definitely kick me out of the house... They will absolutely not want my daughter... I don't have a diploma, and I have a child with me, what kind of job can I find to support her..." Her voice was still full of despair.

This is indeed a tricky problem.

Jiang Ni could help her escape the clutches of that abusive man, but now she wasn't alone; she had to take care of a baby who was just over a month old.

Jiang Ni was still pondering a solution when her phone vibrated.

[A lying puppy in heat]: Sister, I can arrange a job for her.

[A lying dog in heat]: Monthly salary of 4,000 yuan. For the first three years, I worked from home as a hotel customer service representative. Once my child started kindergarten, I would start working regular hours with social insurance and housing fund benefits.

Jiang Ni's eyes lit up.

Hmm, it seems her boyfriend is quite reliable when he's not in heat.