Who Made Him a Lawyer?

Chapter 598: Chapter 395: Xu Liang Full of Mischievous Tricks

But this doesn’t mean that a valuable stamp wasn’t taken!

And about these stamps... let’s put it this way.

The value of some stamps, placed in the future, could be sold for hundreds of thousands!

So.

’Searching the house for hidden stamps... to convict Sun Hu and Sun Biao of serious crimes?’

Feng Xiang paused, suddenly realizing the implication in Xu Liang’s words.

He frowned slightly.

To be honest, considering Xu Liang’s tendency for narrow-mindedness, it’s indeed possible for him to do such a thing.

Just...

Does the other party really not know the truth about the ’stamps’? Only focusing on the value!?

Feng Xiang’s expression shifted, suddenly speaking:

"So, did you find anything?"

"Sigh."

Xu Liang sighed.

"Naturally, nothing was found."

Speaking, before the other person could respond, he changed the subject and said:

"Lawyer Feng, are you here to find something?"

Feng Xiang paused, seeing the topic shifted to him, then replied:

"The client claimed there were some passbooks at home that haven’t been accounted for, asking me to check the amounts for reasonable compensation to you."

After these words fell.

Xu Liang revealed a look of sudden realization.

"Oh~ I see!"

"In that case... Lawyer Feng, feel free to check."

Saying that, he moved his wheelchair aside to clear a path.

"No need, Sun Hu thought there were passbooks in the car, but I just took a look, clearly he got mixed up, there’s nothing there."

Feng Xiang said, gesturing for Xu Liang to look at the bicycle in the entryway.

After these words fell.

Feng Xiang suddenly frowned.

This wasn’t because of realization, but rather feeling...

’Is it heating up?’

Feng Xiang felt inexplicably a rush of heat surging from his heart, even his breathing became somewhat rushed, loosening his left hand’s grip on his tie.

In October, the weather wasn’t supposed to be hot, there was no reason to feel this way.

Especially the palm of his right hand!

It felt as if something was burning there!

Aware of his unease.

Feng Xiang quickly spoke: "I won’t disturb Lawyer Xu any longer, I have other matters to investigate, I’ll take my leave."

With that, he turned to leave.

Seeing this.

Xu Liang suddenly moved his wheelchair forward, directly blocking him, interest piqued:

"Don’t rush, Lawyer Feng."

"I’m quite interested in hearing the compensation amount you propose for the case victim."

"If the amount is agreeable... I’m not opposed to reaching a settlement with you."

Upon hearing this.

Feng Xiang was not pleased, his face darkened instead.

He grasped his right hand tightly, wrinkling the ’stamps’, sweat seeping from his pores.

"Lawyer Xu, we haven’t yet determined the specific compensation details!"

Feng Xiang’s breathing was agitated, his chest heaving more and more.

"When we sort out the specifics of the family’s assets, we’ll contact you then!"

"At present, we have urgent matters at the firm, so we’ll have to skip the chit-chat...."

"Come on, we’ve finally met."

Xu Liang seemed to be playing coy, completely unwilling to let Feng Xiang leave, bringing up topics unrelated to the case.

"Lawyer Feng, I’m planning to move the law firm to Upper City in the next few months."

"Your Hailing Law Firm is a local firm, as a senior, do you have any advice?"

Any advice?

Feng Xiang now appeared flushed, having no mind to entertain such matters.

And behind him was Yang Ruoxi...

Yang Ruoxi was observing Feng Xiang’s half-hidden, tightly clenched right hand, hesitating to speak, wanting to say something but unable to.

Until...

"Bang!"

"Brother Liang, I’m here."

The door of the house suddenly swung open with a crisp sound, drawing everyone’s attention.

A person dressed in a police uniform walked in casually from the entrance.

Seeing the scene in the courtyard, they were momentarily stunned.

Three pairs of eyes met.

Feng Xiang’s heart immediately sounded alarms, his gaze cautious, pores opening again.

"Do you... know each other?" Feng Xiang probed, glancing at Xu Liang.

"Oh, this is Officer Wang, a friend of mine, I asked him here as a witness, in case we find any stolen goods, so I don’t have to provide proof again."

Xu Liang said with a chuckle.

Then.

Feng Xiang stared at Xu Liang with a serious look.

But right now, he only felt dizzy, unable to think clearly, let alone deliberate.

On the spot, he took a deep breath, rubbed his brow, and proceeded to leave.

"Lawyer Xu, I have to go!"

With those words.

He turned and left without looking back.

This time Xu Liang didn’t stop him, just watched his departing figure with amusement.

And Feng Xiang...

After reaching a corner, he couldn’t hold it any longer, panting heavily, eyes red, running towards his car.

The original driver seeing this, instinctively voiced concern.

"Brother Feng!"

"Enough with the nonsense!"

Feng Xiang said nothing else, simply opening the car door, and then quickly sitting inside.

"Bang!"

The car door closed.

Feng Xiang leaned back in the rear seat, immediately spreading open his right hand.

And in the palm... sat several sheets of crumpled, sweat-soaked stamps!

"Huff~ huff~"

Feng Xiang gasped heavily.

He kept blinking, though he appeared anxious, in reality...

’Wha... what’s happening....’

Feng Xiang murmured inside, feeling an unprecedented sense of joy, even..... comfort!

Exactly.

Comfortable, far more so than a good sleep when feeling drowsy!

Eventually.

Feng Xiang’s condition gradually calmed, he looked down at the stamps in his palm.

These stamps were prepared for sale by Sun Hu and Sun Biao.

Being clever, they dared to sell them in Upper City; being foolish, they kept holding onto them waiting for the right opportunity.