Shu Ying looked at Song Zhaodi, and the two nodded at the same time.

Shu Ying spoke again: "Sister Song is determined to divorce this abusive man no matter what, but he has refused time and time again. Marriage is not a matter for one party to make decisions. He should respect Sister Song's wishes. When the police arrive, it would be best to sign the divorce agreement today. With that guarantee, we can get the marriage certificate tomorrow."

While advising someone to get a divorce may indeed be immoral, isn't it also a way to do good deeds by pulling someone out of a difficult situation?

Shu Ying knew that some people would hesitate, after all, the deeply ingrained idea was not to break up other people's families.

“I know everyone has their own standards, but we have to admit that most women are at a disadvantage in marriage. The testimony we are giving here today is not only to seek justice for Sister Song, but also to fight for more possibilities for women’s rights.”

This serves as an example for those who are still struggling in their marriages and see no hope.

Whether you are a woman or a man, if you are trapped in a difficult situation, you should break free in time.

Marriage is not the only choice, nor is it the only path.

Many people were swayed by Shu Ying's words, and soon, some people raised their hands, their emotions becoming radical.

"Why should he get beaten? Someone with a mental illness like you can't even get married in our village. Now you've driven your perfectly good wife away, and you're scared? You should divorce him so he'll know how outrageous he was before."

Zhou Dawei's eyes widened; he had come today specifically to take Song Zhaodi back with him.

I originally planned to teach her a lesson when we got home, but after a few days in the city, she's become quite independent and has even found a powerful backer to cling to.

"Song Zhaodi, this is between the two of us and has nothing to do with anyone else. Tell the person next to you to shut up, or don't blame me for being rude to her!"

He stared fiercely at Shu Ying, who looked young and doll-like, yet possessed a sharp and witty tongue.

"You're trying to ruin my family harmony. I think you've planned this all along. If you want to destroy my marriage, you should think about whether I agree or not! As long as I don't agree, it's useless for anyone to bring up divorce."

Zhou Dawei became more and more confident as he spoke, saying that the marriage was a voluntary one between the two of them.

He was glad that he caught the first wave of marriage registrations in the village; otherwise, he would have just held a wedding banquet and now that Song Zhaodi had run away, he would have been helpless.

“Song Zhaodi, think it through yourself. As long as the marriage certificate is in my hands, you will come back sooner or later. If you come back with me now, you can suffer less. But if you really force me to use a desperate measure, I can’t guarantee what you will become when you go back.”

Song Zhaodi's back trembled uncontrollably, as the beatings and injuries she had suffered in the past came flooding back like a nightmare.

Her hands and feet were ice cold, but when she noticed Shu Ying's kind gaze, she clenched her fists, refusing to let her back slump.

Shu Ying has already done so much for her, why doesn't she dare to stand up for herself from behind?

“I will never go back in my life. Either you beat me to death here today, or I will divorce you eventually, Zhou Dawei. I don’t want to live with a gambler and an alcoholic anymore.”