September 21st.
Eight in the morning.
Inside the Conscience Law Firm on Hongfu Street.
A tall figure stood in front of the mirror, reflecting his handsome features, especially his piercingly sharp eyes.
This person was, of course, Xu Liang, who was currently tidying his appearance.
Next to him, Yang Ruoxi, in a fitted white long dress, cast her gaze over him.
Xu Liang wasn't someone who sold insurance; under normal circumstances, even when seeking evidence, he wouldn't wear a suit.
Suddenly changing from casual wear to a sleek formal outfit...
At first glance, it made her heart skip a beat.
Thinking of this, Yang Ruoxi swallowed and praised:
"Damn, you look quite the gentleman in this suit, don't you?"
Xu Liang glanced at her outfit.
A fitted white long dress, showcasing a waist that seemed to be delicate, with black high heels adorning her jade-like ankles.
"Haha, you look pretty sharp yourself."
Xu Liang politely praised in return.
