After The Divorce, My Dad Was Abused and Cried - Chapter 29

“Of course. How would I eat if I didn’t take cases? After all, I’m a single mother with two children to raise.” The atmosphere had been a bit too tense, so Jian Muyu deliberately lightened the mood.

“Okay, I’ll send the cases to your email. Pick one that interests you.” Pei Yichen’s expression relaxed considerably.

He knew Jian Muyu was saying this on purpose.

With her income over the years, even if she retired now, it would be enough for the three of them to live comfortably for the rest of their lives.

“Okay!” Jian Muyu gave him an OK sign.

That afternoon, Pei Yichen sent all the cases to Jian Muyu’s email.

Perhaps Pei Yichen, mindful that he would be caring for Xiao Zhan in the hospital,

had sent her cases that were relatively easy but offered relatively high pay.

Pei Yichen was such a considerate person, always silently paying attention to every detail of your daily life,

making it easy for you to accept without any pressure.

She was truly lucky to have such a friend.

…

Jian Muyu glanced briefly at the documents and

selected a case involving a property dispute before a divorce.

The case didn’t seem difficult, primarily because Jian Muyu was intrigued by the client’s claims.

After understanding the basic circumstances, Jian Muyu contacted the client that afternoon,

offering to meet if it was convenient.

They arranged to meet at a café near the hospital.

In the afternoon,

while Jian Tiantian and Xi Xiaoyan were asleep, Jian Muyu went out to meet the client.

She had arrived earlier than she had.

Jian Muyu was a bit surprised when she saw her.

She was dressed very simply, even without makeup. She

looked like an ordinary housewife.

However, the information stated that her client’s husband was a company executive with an annual salary in the seven figures.

“Lawyer Jian?” The client politely stood up upon seeing Jian Muyu.

“It’s me.” Jian Muyu quickly suppressed the emotion in her eyes and extended her hand.

“Hello,” the client quickly returned the handshake.

After a brief self-introduction, Jian Muyu got straight to the point.

“I’ve reviewed your request, but I still need to confirm it with you in person,” Jian Muyu said, holding out the previously printed documents.

“Your main request is for the division of all marital property your husband has held since marriage.”

“As for child custody, are you saying we can fight for it if we can, and forget about it if we can’t?”

“Yes!” Qi Yuqing, who was sitting across from Jian Muyu, responded.

Jian Muyu nodded, then continued.

“Do you know anything about your husband’s marital assets?”

“I had someone investigate before coming here. He has three properties and two cars in his name.”

“These were all purchased after we got married, but they were originally in his name,” Qi Yuqing said.

“That doesn’t matter. As long as it was purchased after marriage, even if only one person’s name is on it, it’s considered marital property,” Jian Muyu explained.

“Then can I trace back the properties he bought for other women?” Qi Yuqing paused for a moment, then asked again.

Jian Muyu looked up at her, but wasn’t too surprised.

After so many years in the industry, situations like this were nothing new.

“If the other party, without your consent, arbitrarily gifts the common property of the couple to someone of the opposite s3x with whom you are not in a normal relationship, as long as you can provide proof of their non-normal relationship, the gifted property can be traced back,” Jian

Muyu explained readily.

“I had someone take some photos of them going in and out together, and also a video of them entering and leaving the house together.” “

Are these pieces of evidence okay?” Qi Yuqing said, pulling out a USB drive and handing it to Jian Muyu.

Jian Muyu took the USB drive and glanced at the contents.

“These were probably secretly taken, and secretly taken photos generally cannot be presented as evidence,” Jian Muyu said slowly.

“Then what should we do? They can’t admit it themselves.” Qi Yuqing frowned.

“You can go to the property management and then ask the neighbors for confirmation,” Jian Muyu suggested.

“Okay, I understand,” Qi Yuqing replied.

“Of course, it would be best if you could find the invoices for your husband’s house purchase; that would make it much easier to recover the marital property.” “

Also, besides the house he gave away, all the expenses your husband spent on his mistress—if you can find evidence on your side—can be recovered as well,” Jian

Muyu added.

“Okay, I understand.” Qi Yuqing took everything to heart.

“Okay, then, let’s stop here for today. Once you have new evidence, contact me immediately. You can also call me if you have any other questions.” Jian Muyu said, and began to pack up the documents.

“Okay!” Qi Yuqing nodded.

Jian Muyu summoned the waiter to take the bill.

“I’ve already paid,” Qi Yuqing said quickly.

“Thank you,” Jian Muyu said slowly.

“I should say thank you. Actually… I’ve contacted many lawyers, but they’re reluctant to take my case.” Qi Yuqing lowered her eyes.

“Why?” Jian Muyu was puzzled.

Qi Yuqing didn’t think this case was difficult.

The man had cheated first, so he was the one at fault.

When the judge makes a ruling, he will be biased towards the victim.

“Because of my husband.” Qi Yuqing smiled somewhat desolately.

“What do you mean?” Jian Muyu didn’t quite understand.

But seeing Qi Yuqing’s expression, Jian Muyu stopped packing his things.

“My husband is also someone in your circle. He used some means to make other lawyers afraid to take my case.” Qi Yuqing forced a smile.

But in Jian Muyu’s opinion, this smile was not much better than crying.

“I was originally forced into a desperate situation, but I didn’t expect to meet Mr. Pei by chance, and he took my case.”

“Tell me, and you will introduce me to the best lawyer under his command.”

“Really, I have no other choice. Fortunately, I met you.” Qi Yuqing’s voice began to choke as she spoke.

Jian Muyu handed the tissue box on the table to her.

“Thank you.” Qi Yuqing took out a tissue and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

“Do you think all men are cheap?” Qi Yuqing asked in a low voice.

Jian Muyu did not answer this question.

Because she knew that Qi Yuqing did not need her to answer.

Because when she asked this question, she already had the answer in her heart.

She just sat quietly by the side, waiting for her to say the next word.