Shen Ruolan is recognized as an honest person. She doesn't reply when her mother-in-law scolds her, she doesn't complain when her husband doesn't care about her, and her neighbors say her life is miserable. No one knew that there was a DNA test report locked in her drawer, and a stack of supply contracts from twenty years ago was on the bedside. No one knew that she spent every night reading the legal provisions page by page. When Zhao Mingzhu was wearing a white shirt and toasting at the annual meeting, Shen Ruolan was sitting in the rental house, putting the last piece of evidence into the file bag. She lowered her head and glanced at her phone - Lawyer Zhang had received a message back: The trial will begin next week.
