Eight days... In eight days, he could try to rewrite the fate Xu Liang has set for him.
In an instant.
Dong Feiyu squinted, using an arrogant gaze to assess Xu Liang from head to toe, and then sneered.
"Lawyer Xu, I've seen your resume."
"Born in Lanshan Province, Han... Oh right, Hanhai City. Sorry, it's such a small, remote place that I can barely remember it."
"Your father was an unremarkable lawyer, and your mother was a doctor, but luck was not on her side, as she soon had a car accident."
"Lawyer Xu was a typical small-town academician, entering a key school in Hanhai City, then transferring to a provincial key high school."
"Finally, you even got into Upper City University. Quite a good resume, but...."
"Do you know when I acquired all these?"
As he spoke.
Dong Feiyu suddenly paused, a pure smile appeared on his face.
Then, he slowly began to speak, his tone full of mockery and arrogance.
"Twenty-five years ago...."
