Bo Shi transmitted some images to her, and Yu Yi understood that it was a form of entertainment and leisure.
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“By the way, I’ve never seen you have any leisure activities. After completing tasks, you only read materials or do physical training. Don’t you have any hobbies?”
Yu Yi shook her head: “No.” In the past at the Hou mansion, she spent all her time learning household management, needlework, music, chess, painting, reading, and calligraphy. She did not learn these because she liked them. All of these were what her parents wanted her to learn; everything was to make her a perfect mansion lady and later a perfect wife after marriage.
After becoming a court courtesan, she learned to sing, dress up, and learn seductive arts. Then after becoming a mission executor, she learned combat, shooting, and first aid, learning everything useful to herself…
She simply did not know what her own hobby was.
“How can a person have no hobbies?” Bo Shi made a disapproving sound, then said enthusiastically, “I’ll find you some movies to watch and music…”
“Is it related to the next mission?”
“…Is there only missions in your mind?”
“This concubine only wants to repay the debt and save enough silver to redeem her family.” The last rescue mission’s reward was 5 points, but the good thing was free advanced medical first aid training, which was equivalent to a 15-point reward. After successfully completing it, she still owed 179 points. If she could get a high-reward mission next time…
“I told you not to be in a hurry.”
No matter how long you spend here, I can send you to the moment of leaving or a few days later.”
“Bo Shi, please give me the mission brief.”
“…Okay.” Bo Shi surrendered.
Yu Yi browsed the mission brief uploaded to the client, suddenly asking, “Bo Shi, did you deliberately hide high-reward missions?” For three consecutive times, each mission list only had tasks not exceeding 5 points in reward, which made her suspicious.
Bo Shi chuckled, “This is your illusion, you’re overthinking.”
Yu Yi remained silent, just staring at the ceiling’s camera direction.
“Ah, there was one more page I forgot to turn.”
Bo Shi transmitted a mission with a 25-point reward, and Yu Yi carefully read the requirements. Bo Shi advised, “This mission involves entering an injured person’s body and will be tough. You shouldn’t do it. Wouldn’t doing five 5-point missions be the same…”
Yu Yi looked up, “I want to do this mission.” She then selected “Confirm Selection”.
However, Tang Jian began to escalate, and after verbal abuse became a habit, even if Feng Li tried to explain, he would find it intolerable and insist that she admit her mistake before letting it go.
Feng Li could no longer bear Tang Jian’s violent temper, and one day they had a fierce argument. Tang Jian struck her, causing her to fall to the ground.
Feng Li was terrified, though Tang Jian immediately apologized and swore it would never happen again, and she forgave him.
Feng Li concealed Tang Jian’s violence from everyone, including her family, because when he wasn’t angry, he could be very gentle, and she knew he loved her.
However, there is a demon living in everyone’s heart, and once released, it is difficult to return to the beginning.
Violence does not escalate all at once; it starts with “momentarily losing control of emotions” and gradually becomes routine, to the point where even apologies and promises are dispensed with.
The abuser and the enabler complement each other and are indispensable.
This time, Tang Jian hit her too hard, and Feng Li lost consciousness after being struck on the head by a humidifier. Then Yu Yi passed through, replacing Feng Li.
Initially, when Tang Jian saw Feng Li collapse, he was somewhat panicked. Seeing her wake up and able to get up on her own, he was no longer worried, and after drinking some warm water, he was again filled with inexplicable anger.
Yu Yi came through to help Feng Li.
She initially did not want to conflict with Tang Jian but was doused with water, tearing her mouth corner painfully, while Tang Jian’s verbal abuse became increasingly excessive, showing no intention of taking the injured Feng Li to the hospital.
Yu Yi, having Feng Li’s memories, went to the bedroom to find Feng Li’s medical card and health insurance card.
Tang Jian looked at her in surprise, wondering what she was doing. Then he saw her take the medical card, put it in her bag, and walk towards the security door.
“You’re going out?” Tang Jian asked. He wanted to remind her who was the master of this home.
Yu Yi completely ignored him, doing everything, occasionally glancing at him with only coldness in her eyes.
Tang Jian flew into a rage. “Come back here!” He strode after her, grabbing her bag strap and swinging a coffee mug at her head.
Yu Yi heard Tang Jian approaching, turned, tilted her head to avoid the mug, caught it with her left hand, and with her right hand, following his momentum, forcefully twisted his right wrist down.
Although she was in Feng Li’s injured body, Yu Yi used the technique of using the opponent’s force. There was a crisp “crack,” and Tang Jian screamed, dropping the mug, his right hand hanging limply.
“You! You you!” Tang Jian was incoherent, the intense pain in his right hand making it difficult to concentrate.
What had Feng Li just done? Looking at his right hand, its terrible, drooping shape – was it broken?!
Chapter 40 Domestic Violence Police (2)
When Tang Jian called the police, he mentioned his identity as a criminal police officer. The police arrived within ten minutes. Tang Jian pointed at Yu Yi and said, “She assaulted a police officer!”
The two young police officers looked at Yu Yi’s swollen, bloody forehead and torn mouth corner, and joked, “If she could assault a police officer, I could blow up the White House.”
The other officer asked, “What’s your relationship?”
“Husband and wife.”
The officers exchanged glances, wrote “family conflict” on the report, and one routinely asked, “Do you want to get examined for injuries?”
Tang Jian angrily pointed at his right hand, “You need to arrest her. My hand is broken.”
For the sake of his reputation, he didn’t want to involve colleagues from his own precinct. If they knew his wife had broken his hand, he would become a laughingstock for the entire precinct, but he also couldn’t treat it merely as a family matter.
Yu Yi coldly looked at Tang Jian, then turned to the officer, and almost instantly, tears welled up: “He hit me, cursed me, wasn’t satisfied with hitting me with his hand, and used cups and a humidifier to ruthlessly hit my head, knocking me unconscious.”
You arrived shortly after I woke up. His hand was definitely broken from hitting me too hard.”
The babyface officer sympathetically nodded. Indeed, how could such a delicate, pitiful woman break a grown man’s hand? If true, being hand-broken by his wife would be a disgrace to the police force! Moreover, her face was bruised, and her arms were covered in black and blue marks, clearly showing she was frequently beaten.
Tang Jian, hearing this, became furious and shouted, “Feng Li, you’re lying! When did you pass out? When I was hitting you with the cup, didn’t you dodge? You even broke my hand…”
Yu Yi fearfully hid behind the babyface officer, crying, “You hit me with a cup. Aren’t I allowed to dodge?”
Tang Jian fell silent, secretly regretting his admission of hitting her.
Because the door was wide open and the commotion was loud, neighbors gathered at the doorway. Lu Lexin loudly declared, “I can confirm that Mr. Tang frequently beats and scolds her, often making noise that disturbs the neighbors.”
