Just as the woman wanted to ask more questions, a thin man walked over.

"Wife, why didn’t you go to the billboard?" His eyes swept over Qian and Dayi, relaxing slightly upon seeing they were girls. He kept looking around as if searching for something.

"Nothing much, they’re psychologists doing market research on the street. I answered a few questions for them." The woman quickly explained, fearing her husband might misunderstand.

"Oh, thank you for your trouble." The man said politely to Qian and her group, but Qian remained indifferent to him.

"Okay, hubby, let’s hurry up. If the car is parked for too long, we’ll have to pay a parking fee."

The woman held the man’s arm and hurried away quickly, fearing Qian might say something shocking.

Once they were gone, Qian asked Dayi.

"Did you notice anything?"

Anyone would see them as just an ordinary couple, with a polite husband and a beautiful wife. They seemed to get along well, holding hands.

But Qian, who was no ordinary person, viewed them from a psychologist’s perspective, sensing numerous issues. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have suggested the woman fight back with all her might right away.

Dayi also felt something was off and thought for a moment.

"I observed her just now. When she took the call, her speech was too quick and tense. After her husband appeared, her demeanor was unnaturally stiff. So I suspect their relationship isn’t as good as it seems. As for the man... despite his politeness, something about him feels off."

Qian nodded in satisfaction and patted Dayi, "Very good, you’re beginning to see the essence through appearances, getting closer to the standard."

Though Dayi’s professional expertise still fell short compared to Qian, under Qian’s deliberate guidance, she surpassed many ordinary undergraduates. Even the postgraduate students handing out flyers couldn’t compete with Dayi’s experience. Qian only allowed Dayi to view her private case notes, giving her richer clinical experience than others.

In Qian’s light, Dayi always seemed somewhat lacking in confidence.

"Qian, didn’t you teach me not to give direct advice to clients? This is the first time I’ve seen you directly tell someone to fight back."

As Dayi was asking, the city management’s vehicle arrived.

Seeing the vehicle approach, these students, who usually did well in school, failed to react, lacking real-world experience.

The leader, who had seen Qian before through Liu Li, blinked at her.

Come on, start your performance!

"Students, you can’t distribute flyers here. Please come with us to the station."

"What?" The students were startled.

"Don’t worry, our squad leader bought chilled watermelon for everyone. Your teacher can pick you up later." The man added, glancing at Qian for approval, Brother Qian, wasn’t that dignified?

Qian sighed, raising her hand to her forehead. What a bull! Saying it like that practically revealed the secret identity!

Luckily, none of these students possessed Qian’s knack for reading between the lines. They didn’t think much about why the enforcement officers were being so polite, primarily feeling apprehensive at the moment.

The whole bus of students was taken away. It was their first time in the enforcement vehicle, which felt tense to them. Dayi secretly tugged Qian’s sleeve.

"Can you find Liu Li?"

"No need to. When we arrive, he’ll have to treat us to watermelon. Don’t be afraid; the one who sent you to distribute flyers was the small boss, and conflicts have roots and causes. They’re disciplining the small boss, not you guys."

Dayi immediately understood!

"Qian, was this your doing...?"

No wonder, it was Qian’s intervention!

Qian made a shushing gesture at her lips, as the others still didn’t know it was her idea.

This would ensure the small boss wouldn’t dare use Dayi as free labor in the future. Dayi and her brother lived nearby, and the small boss liked to pick on honest people. If he called Dayi during holidays to work, what would happen? With Qian’s intervention, it was settled once and for all, eliminating future troubles.

Dayi lowered her head, reflecting that Qian’s strategy was indeed clever. She didn’t have Qian’s broad perspective.

"Why are you still so honest after being with me for so long? The small boss asked you to come, and you came?" Qian felt Dayi was wasting her cold appearance, just like her brother—cold on the outside but warm at heart.

"I’m not good at refusing people."

Despite appearing unapproachable, Dayi was actually very accommodating and often wouldn’t refuse when someone approached her for help.

"You’ll exhaust yourself in the workplace like that. Learn to refuse when necessary. Be smarter. Let’s get back to that woman’s situation." Qian, like her mentor Mr. Liu, seized every opportunity to teach.

"Right, why did you tell that woman that way?" Dayi asked Qian. From her expression, Dayi realized Qian wanted her to figure it out herself.

Dayi thought for a long time until the enforcement team stopped the vehicle, and everyone was asked to get off.

The students were anxious. They were just handing out flyers; how did they end up with city management enforcement?

Qian didn’t let Liu Li show up because being the big boss’s son would turn it into a family issue if he intervened—it’s all about portraying it as accidentally coming up during law enforcement. The small boss knew what was happening and wouldn’t lash out, so Liu Li’s deputy came to welcome everyone instead.

"Students, please come in, don’t be afraid. We’ve prepared air conditioning and watermelon for everyone to cool off. Once your teacher arrives, you can leave, so relax!"

Under Liu Li’s instructions, the deputy treated these students as esteemed guests, making them feel inexplicably bewildered. How did the city’s enforcement team, known for their humanity, get to a point of serving watermelon?

As everyone looked at each other suspiciously, Dayi, who had been pondering all along, suddenly spoke up with a particularly firm tone.

"Violence, it’s violence!"

This statement shocked the students, "What? What’s that?"

The city management’s deputy was on the verge of tears, "We don’t hit people... Civilized enforcement..."

They practiced civilized enforcement with the general public; how could they mistreat students on orders from the captain? He hoped this wouldn’t reach the captain’s ears, making it seem like they were abusing students. They weren’t!

They even paid out of pocket for the watermelon!

Qian smiled and explained, "She’s not talking about you. Relax."

"Hehe... everyone, come on in, relax. You can also look around our office and provide valuable feedback!" The deputy warmly invited everyone in, with Qian and Dayi bringing up the rear.

Dayi asked Qian, "Was I right? Is it domestic violence?"

"Why did you think of domestic violence and not gambling or drugs?" Qian countered.