"If I absolutely must give you advice, the next time you encounter this woman who has been subjected to domestic violence, you should focus on solving her problem. Once you solve that issue, you won’t be so confused about Ye Daqian’s case."

"Are these two cases related?" Da Yi couldn’t think of any similarities.

"Figure it out yourself." Qian said just enough.

A senior sister overheard part of their conversation intermittently and understood a bit. Da Yi asked Qian for clarification, but Qian wouldn’t explain.

It seems their relationship isn’t great either. The senior sister carefully noted this information in her mind and decided to share some gossip with her friend later. Everyone says Qian takes care of Da Yi, but it doesn’t seem like she does much. She always keeps half of what she knows to herself, tsk tsk.

Qian glanced at the senior sister, who immediately turned her head away. Qian recalled that this senior sister seemed to have a good relationship with Spicy Chrysanthemum, the female PhD who previously spoke ill of Qian and got her chrysanthemum spiced with ointment by Qian.

Noticing Qian was looking at her, the senior sister immediately acted friendly.

"Qian, what were you talking about with Da Yi?"

"Just discussing a professional topic."

"Do you have any plans for the summer, Qian? Any good internship locations to recommend to your sisters?" Everyone is curious about Qian’s personal life, always seeing her in designer clothes, driving alone, but no one knows where her money comes from. Such a legendary figure makes people curious.

Except for the people close to her, Qian generally doesn’t interact much with others, so the senior sister seized the opportunity to gossip when she caught a chance to chat with Qian.

"I’m going home to get married this summer, you’re welcome to come if any of you wish to." Qian’s remark pushed back firmly, making the senior sister awkwardly smile, "Oh, Qian is getting married, congratulations."

This was an impressive topic, but no one dared to extend it, fearing it would lead into discussions about wedding gifts. Having spoken so few words normally, it wasn’t suitable to gossip by attaching wedding gifts.

In the lounge, the senior sister fled like a refugee to a place far from Qian and Da Yi, fearing Qian might continue discussing marriage.

Qian smiled and sat down to eat watermelon with Da Yi.

"Money is vulgar, but it can solve many problems, especially revealing many people’s true character, so—"

"Hmm?" Da Yi looked at Qian.

"When my Xiaoqiang returns, come to my house with Second Brother to stabilize the pot, and make sure not to give too much money for the gift. I’ll also invite Big Brother and Sister-in-law." Qian flashed a crafty smile, and Da Yi laughed.

"It’s as if you’re the only one getting married, and we’re not?"

The Yu brothers’ weddings were separated by only a few days.

"You got your certificate earlier than us, you’ve been an old married couple for many years now, are you really going to demand gifts from us?"

Compared to being shifty, Qian is a professional!

Mr. Yu is particularly traditional; once he had a close relationship with Da Yi, he immediately got the marriage certificate, which made Da Yi’s marriage age longer than Qian’s.

Everyone was inexplicably invited over, enjoyed some air conditioning while eating watermelon, and soon the small boss who was notified rushed over. Liu Li also "just happened" to return, displaying a look like water had flooded the Dragon King’s Temple.

"Mrs. Li, look at what’s happened here, I really didn’t know my buddies were patrolling over there and mistakenly invited people from the school back, I’m so sorry, I also didn’t hear my mom mention you had any outdoor activity recently?"

Liu Li’s words were causing the small boss’s discomfort to flare up, these were private gigs after all, and there was no way the big boss could know.

"The kids didn’t commit any offenses, let them go once it’s nearly done, I’ll explain this to your mother when I return." The small boss felt unease at the thought of the big boss’s gloomy face.

"Mrs. Li, next time you have such flyer distribution matters, please inform me beforehand, I’ll assign you an area. According to the ’Urban Construction Supervision Regulations,’ it’s not allowed at the commercial street entrance, such mistaken arrests are very unpleasant."

The small boss was tearless, she initially didn’t want to disclose such private gigs, how did it end up like this?

Liu Li engaged in some silent double-act with Qian, leaving the small boss with no flaws to pick at, forcing her to hold back her anger while retrieving people, spotting the big boss’s favorite student among the crowd, sitting elegantly eating watermelon...

"Mr. Li, I happened to pass by and volunteer to assist, didn’t expect to be invited here for watermelon." Qian enthusiastically waved at the small boss.

The small boss took a look at Qian, then at Da Yi sitting next to her, seeming to understand a bit.

Qian quickly ate the last piece of watermelon, she loved this feeling of being hated teeth-gnashingly yet couldn’t be brought down.

After stepping out, Qian drove Da Yi away. Qian asked Da Yi.

"Are you somewhat worried?"

"Worried about what?"

"Worried that the little boss will give you a hard time in the future."

The small boss is clever enough, she should likely be aware of how these people managed to enter the urban management team.

"I don’t think the small boss is narrow-minded, she won’t trouble me academically for such issues, and even if she does, if I perform well, she won’t have any faults to find, it will be a personal trial for me."

Qian nodded, that’s exactly the reason she likes Da Yi: candid and magnanimous.

Bosses like employees like this, focusing their energy on work, not thinking too much about unnecessary matters. Strong in execution, tight-lipped, the team needs such technical bulwarks.

"I’ll tell you my reason, I concur with your view that the small boss won’t give you a hard time, but our reasons differ. I determine the small boss doesn’t dare to confront the big boss directly, she may not treat you well but definitely won’t bully you, because she knows I protect my own. See, the same matter, you view it from that angle, and I view it from this."

"Who’s right then?"

"Both are right, a matter can be perceived from multiple angles, deriving various conclusions, each possibly logically fitting, sometimes opposing. As a psychologist, you need to analyze and speculate patients’ psyches from different angles, finding the balance point between them and us. Speaking more precisely, your real enemy after becoming a psychologist is your own inner demons, what will you do to balance yourself."

After returning, Da Yi kept pondering over Qian’s words today, while Qian went home and took out her notebook, starting to record notes related to domestic violence.

Domestic violence stems from patriarchal ideologies handed down through thousands of years, the spiritual dross of patriarchy and husbandry rules remain in many minds. Men with such notions like treating women as possessions, leading to domestic violence, this behavior relates to early parental interaction models. Children growing up in highly patriarchal and violent families also tend to exhibit domestic violence.

As for solutions to these issues, it’s like handling the small boss enslaving Da Yi.

On the first occurrence of domestic violence, fight back with your utmost power. Use every bit of strength, gather all relatives possible, retaliate fiercely, make the domestic abuser realize the severity, deterr them from acting again next time. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

For a man who has been violent many times, then—

Qian paused, writing down this line.

Awaiting Da Yi’s diagnostic plan.