Quick Transmigration: Why did you provoke him? He's love-struck!

Yan Zhen frowned.

Hu Dawei knows how to make people disgusted.

His outburst made it seem to uninformed people that "flies don't land on eggs without cracks," implying that Hu Dawei was no good person and that Fu Yao must also have problems.

“My dad also went to his family to ask them to control Hu Dawei, but…” Fu Yao’s expression was indescribable. “His dad not only didn’t think Hu Dawei did anything wrong, but also advised me not to be picky and that I wouldn’t lose out by marrying Hu Dawei. This made my dad furious, and we almost got into a fight.”

Yan Zhen was not surprised by this.

Like father, like son. If the father can raise a son like Hu Dawei, what kind of person must he be?

As the two were talking, Fu Yao's phone rang.

After finishing the call, she picked up her laptop bag: "A client wants to meet me at a coffee shop to discuss a case."

At this point, she sounded a bit annoyed: "My dad has been driving me to and from get off work these past few days, but he hasn't come yet. Hu Dawei is out..."

Yan Zhen asked, "Where is it? I'll take you there."

Fu Yao gave the location and said in a low voice, "Let's go out through the back door, without letting Hu Dawei find out."

The two sneaked out the back door like thieves, circled around to the parking lot, and drove away.

Upon arriving at the coffee shop, the customer was a refined young man surnamed Zhao. Fu Yao sat down with him and began to talk, while Yan Zhen sat at another table not far away, lost in thought.

After having two more cups of coffee, Fu Yao's case was still not finished, and it was already evening.

The setting sun outside was as bright as fire, and looking through the floor-to-ceiling window, it dyed half the sky red. Yan Zhen took out his phone, adjusted the focus, and took a picture.

She took several photos in a row, put down her phone, opened her photo album, and was about to admire her photographic works when she suddenly saw a gloomy face in the lower right corner of the photos.

Yan Zhen zoomed in on the photo and saw that it was Hu Dawei sitting in the car, staring intently at Fu Yao in the coffee shop.

Her right eyelid twitched violently.

She and Fu Yao left the firm through the back door, and Hu Dawei, who was at the front desk, was unaware of it.

How did he manage to get here?

Could it be that he installed a GPS tracker on Fu Yao's car?

Yan Zhen looked up at Fu Yao, who was earnestly communicating with a client seven or eight meters away, completely unaware of what was happening.

This world is truly ironic. Fu Yao did nothing wrong, but just because she was targeted by a self-deprecating and vile scoundrel like Hu Dawei, she has to lose her life.

What's even more disgusting is that in her previous life, before she was murdered, she had tried every means to protect herself, but she still couldn't escape the fate of being killed.

Unless Hu Dawei dies, no one can save her!

Just as Yan Zhen was lost in thought, Hu Dawei outside suddenly got out of the car and walked straight into the restaurant.

Yan Zhen's vigilance instantly spiked, and he quickly got up and walked towards Fu Yao: "Yao Yao, Hu Dawei is here."

Fu Yao looked behind her and met Hu Dawei's unfriendly face. Her expression changed and she immediately stood up.

Hu Dawei quickly walked to the dining table, his resentful triangular eyes sweeping over Yan Zhen and Fu Yao hiding behind her, before finally landing on the client, Mr. Zhao.

"Are you Fu Yao's client?" Hu Dawei asked Mr. Zhao. "Are you sure you want to hire this kind of lawyer to defend you?"

Mr. Zhao was bewildered by the question: "W-what's wrong?"

"Fu Yao, as a lawyer, knowingly broke the law!" Hu Dawei pointed to his bruised and battered face. "Look, these are all from her!"

"Hu Dawei, you're talking nonsense!" Fu Yao retorted, both frightened and angry. "How many times do I have to tell you, your injury has nothing to do with me! If you insist that I hit you, you can call the police!"

"Call the police?" Hu Dawei sneered. "You attacked me from a blind spot in the surveillance camera, and I have no evidence—look how terrifying this lawyer is, using her legal knowledge to evade punishment. There's nothing I, an ordinary citizen who doesn't understand the law, can do against her!"

"Aren't you afraid she'll switch sides for her own benefit by defending such a terrifying person? Don't end up like me, completely ripped off and with nowhere to turn for justice!"

After hearing what he said, Mr. Zhao looked at Fu Yao with a mixture of surprise and uncertainty.

Seeing this, Fu Yao quickly explained, "Mr. Zhao, don't misunderstand, that's not true. He's deliberately trying to smear me..."

"You know in your heart whether I've smeared you or not, Fu Yao. Heaven is watching what people do. Someone like you who doesn't even have the most basic professional ethics will get their comeuppance sooner or later! You don't deserve to be a lawyer at all!"

After being interrupted by Hu Dawei, Mr. Zhao weighed the pros and cons, picked up the documents on the table, said "sorry" to Fu Yao, and turned to leave in a hurry.

A fleeting look of smugness crossed Hu Dawei's eyes as he successfully sabotaged Fu Yao's collaboration.

Fu Yao turned pale with anger. She glared at Hu Dawei, put away her laptop, and pulled Yan Zhen away.

Hu Dawei immediately stopped her, put on a pitiful expression, and pleaded, "Yaoyao, give me ten minutes, I have something to tell you."

Fu Yao was so disgusted that she didn't even want to look at him: "Get out of here!"

"Yaoyao!" Hu Dawei refused to let her leave. "I didn't mean to do this to you. I really... I really had no choice but to do this. I like you so much, I want to be with you so much, that's why I did this. I think about you every day, I dream about seeing you..."

I'm not good with words and have low emotional intelligence, so I don't know how to say nice things, but if you give me a chance, I'll show you my sincerity and strengths, and you'll definitely fall for me. Yaoyao, give me a chance, and give yourself a chance, okay?

"Are you sick in the head?" Fu Yao couldn't take it anymore. "Go see a doctor, stop causing trouble for others! You're not just bad at talking and have low emotional intelligence, you're ugly and don't even realize it!"

Hu Dawei was stunned for a moment, then flew into a rage. His face twisted and contorted in a grotesque manner, and he pointed at Fu Yao and began to curse.

"Fuck you, you filthy bitch!"

"Just because I flattered you a bit, you think you're some rich and beautiful woman?"

"She's always carrying a bag and meeting with different men, claiming it's to discuss cases, but who knows what they're really up to behind the scenes!"

"Don't think I don't know that women like you, on the surface you're just like chaste and virtuous women, but in bed you're the most lewd moaning ever!"

"When I'm rich, a woman like you won't even be worthy of kneeling down and licking my shoes!"

Fu Yao doesn't swear, but after Hu Dawei's outburst, everyone around her was drawn to her. Her face turned bright red, and she opened her mouth to retort.

Yan Zhen then gently pulled her along.

She stood in front of Fu Yao and glanced at Hu Dawei.

"Even if there's no mirror at home, there must be something to pee in, right? Take a look at yourself and see how disgusting you are with your shameless, clingy behavior!" Yan Zhen sneered coldly. "A toad trying to eat swan meat, doesn't he even know if he's worthy?"

The contemptuous look and disdainful tone instantly broke Hu Dawei's defenses.

He grabbed a glass vase from the dining table and smashed it directly at Yan Zhen's face.

"I'll fucking kill you!!!"