On the banks of the Linjiang River.

In a villa along the river.

"Wait, you wouldn't happen to be that powerful woman from Nanming County, would you?"

After talking with Gao Churou for a long time, Qiu Minxia suddenly realized that she seemed to have heard this story somewhere before.

"A strong woman?"

Gao Churou's expression stiffened slightly, and she tentatively asked, "You've heard of me?"

In Nanming County, she was known as a strong woman and was admired by many ambitious and dream-filled young women and women.

If Qiu Minxia also knew about her situation, wouldn't her goal of playing the role of a resentful woman be ruined?

"No way? It really is you?"

Seeing that Gao Churou did not deny it, Qiu Minxia was even more surprised, and her gaze towards Gao Churou became extremely fervent, "Do you know? You are my idol!"

"Idol?"

Gao Churou immediately sensed something was wrong.

Just what I feared most has come to pass.

Despite her frustration, Qiu Minxia still said with great enthusiasm, "I heard before that there was a woman in Nanming County who was rejected by her husband because she lost her fertility."

"But instead of wallowing in self-pity, the woman took up the weapon of law, seized evidence of her husband's infidelity, and unilaterally filed for divorce."

"After that, she started to work in business. Although she did not become as successful as the Liu family, she has already established herself in Nanming County."

"This kind of strong woman is the idol of all women."

“I used to want to be like you, to use the law to protect myself, to reclaim the dignity that belongs to women, and to be respected like you.”

At this point, Qiu Minxia sighed again and said self-deprecatingly, "Unfortunately, I'm not as capable as you. I don't dare to go all out; I'm a coward."

Gao Churou's expression gradually became awkward.

At this moment, Qiu Minxia finally seemed to realize something, and said with surprise and doubt, "How could a strong woman like you try to kill yourself?"

Gao Churou's lips twitched. Her thoughts raced, and she waved her hand, saying with a wry smile, "Hey, that's because people don't know the real situation. That's why they make me sound so amazing. I'm actually just like you. Only I know my own suffering."

"So that's how it is..."

Qiu Minxia suddenly realized, "But everyone said you had already come out of the shadows, so why did you want to jump into the river again just now?"

Gao Churou was silent for a while, and a genuine sadness appeared on her face. "Actually, I have fallen in love with a man, but he already has a wife and children."

"this……"

Qiu Minxia was speechless.

Did she fall in love with a married man?

And they even threatened to kill themselves for the other person?

There seems to be something off about this tone.

Just now, she and Gao Churou were sharing their stories, and she seemed to feel like they had finally met a kindred spirit.

But now, Gao Churou says she has fallen in love with a married man?

Isn't this just a classic case of a third party?

This is the kind of person she hates the most.

Because she has always been deeply hurt by third parties.

"Sister Xia, I didn't want to either, but when I met him, I didn't know he was already married and had a child. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have gotten involved!"

Gao Churou then sighed at the opportune moment, "I'm now hopelessly in love, and I don't want to be the other woman. I drank some alcohol last night and had a very sad dream. I couldn't control myself for a moment, so I thought about ending it all."

"Little Chu Rou, if you didn't know he was already married, it's not your fault!"

Overwhelmed with sympathy, Qiu Minxia patiently comforted her, saying, "We are all unfortunate women. You were first abandoned by your ex-husband, and now you have fallen in love with a married man. You are truly pitiful."

"Thank you, Sister Xia!"

Gao Churou looked melancholy and said in a low voice, "I will not bother him anymore. I will live well and get out of his shadow."

"Yes, that's how it should be!"

Qiu Minxia chimed in, "If men don't know how to cherish women, then we must not give up on ourselves. We must live for ourselves."

"Sister Xia, you're right. We should live for ourselves and never hurt ourselves for those lousy men."

Because they shared a similar plight, Qiu Minxia felt more and more that she had met a kindred spirit as they talked.

Gao Churou, naturally, seized the opportunity and began to guide Qiu Minxia on how to break free from men's control and how to become independent and self-reliant.

Of course, Gao Churou was quite restrained in the process of leading the conversation in the wrong direction, and could only guide the conversation step by step.

As the saying goes, "You can't eat hot tofu if you're too hasty." If you act too hastily, it will only backfire.

Once Qiu Minxia sees through her motives, all her efforts will be in vain.

What she needs to do now is to patiently guide and wait.

Only after gaining Qiu Minxia's complete trust and having everything prepared on Wang Qian's end, can Qiu Minxia be brought onto the bandwagon.

If we don't make a move, all is well; but once we do, we must plunge Jiang Zhenghua into an abyss of no return.

...

An old street in Linjiang City.

In an old, dilapidated rental room.

Knock knock knock!

A knock came at the door.

Inside the room, a young man with a stubble beard and a tired face instantly became alert as if facing a formidable enemy.

He quickly grabbed his wallet and some valuables, carefully opened the window, and then called out to the door, "Who is it?"

"It's me, don't panic!"

A woman's voice came from outside the door.

"Xiao Lu?"

The man's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, instantly settled down, but he didn't open the door immediately. Instead, a self-deprecating, bitter smile appeared on his face.

He took out a pack of cigarettes and a box of matches from his bag.

He pulled a cigarette from the empty cigarette box and opened the matchbox to take out a match.

Snap!

With a quick strike, the match head was finally lit after a burst of intense sparks.

He skillfully lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and blew a smoke ring out the window. Leaning his elbow against the open window, he said to the door in a teasing tone, "Miss Song, you've already risen to prominence with President Jiang. It seems a bit inappropriate for you to come looking for a poor loser like me, doesn't it?"

He paused, then added, "If others see this and it gets to President Jiang's ears, wouldn't your bright future be ruined by me?"

Suddenly, silence fell outside the door.

But it's only temporary.

Just as the man's brows furrowed deeper, a loud "bang" was heard, and the dilapidated wooden door in front of him was kicked open from the outside.

The force was so great that it instantly created a gust of wind, scattering plastic bags and dust around inside the house.

What are you doing?

The man was startled.

The person outside the door was still in the position of kicking the door open.

She was wearing a women's suit and high heels; she had a plump figure and a round face.

But this seemingly gentle woman kicked open the dark door with her high heels, her actions so violent that the men inside were somewhat at a loss.