During the Dragon Boat Festival holiday, my wife, a lawyer at Red Circle Firm, suddenly went on an emergency business trip and said she could no longer accompany me on the trip. But that afternoon, I saw her intern posted a video on WeChat Moments. My wife, who was usually very reserved in court hearings, was yelling at a group of village women with her hands on her hips like a shrew. The accompanying text was: "I have a lawyer whose wife is crooked. Finally someone can help me scold her." I laughed, and after reading it, I liked and commented: "You are so smooth-talking. She is really professional." All my colleagues in the law firm went crazy. They took screenshots and forwarded them, betting on when I would file for divorce. The next second, my wife called, and she was still breathing heavily in her accusation: "What do you mean by being weird in the comment section? How will Xiao Jiang be treated in the law firm in the future?" "Those aunts have been spreading rumors about him all day long, what's wrong with me helping him get justice? A young man like you who was raised with praises doesn't understand the hardships of a rural boy." "Delete the comment quickly, and I will accompany you to travel after the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday." Mid-Autumn Festival? I snorted and hung up the phone. I wouldn't wait any longer. All that was waiting for her was our freshly issued divorce certificate after the cooling-off period of the last three days.
