"A prosecutor? I think teacher will definitely like that!"
"That old stick-in-the-mud of a teacher?" Lin Fuqiang paused, then shook his head.
"Teacher may be a bit old‑fashioned, behind the times, and petty… but all of that is just perfect for teaching prosecutors!" Xu Liang said.
Behind him, the corner of Sun Chuan's mouth kept twitching.
What a filial disciple.
But after this interruption, Lin Fuqiang also lost the mood to push him to get married.
Xu Liang hurriedly pulled Yang Ruoxi away from Jiang City Court.
"Senior, I'll head back to Hanhai City first to get the firm in order and prep for the appeal, I won't stay here any longer. We'll keep in touch by phone."
"Mm."
Watching Xu Liang's back as he walked away and got into the car, Lin Fuqiang nodded.
Only when the other man drove off and disappeared from sight
did he finally pull back his gaze, shake his head with some emotion, then put away his stray thoughts as his eyes gradually turned cold.
