029 Why Don't You Teach Me
Zeng Keqin walked out of the apartment building. The bright sunlight bathed her body, a stark contrast to the cold, damp space of the stairwell.
She smoothed the stray hairs by her ear, forced herself to perk up, and raised her hand to hail a cab back to the law firm when her phone rang—it was Shen Jingbai.
“Lawyer Shen, I've already handed the materials to Aunt Zhao and conveyed your message.”
“Mm, you don't have to come back to the firm. Go home and rest.”
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