Jiang Chen planned to rest at Apang Palace but soon remembered that he still had a friend in Capital City.
He pulled out his phone and dialed a number.
"Big-shot lawyer, what are you up to?"
"Working overtime. What else could I be doing?"
The other end was very quiet, making Fang Qing's voice especially gentle and warm.
"You're such a big deal now, and you're still personally doing overtime, huh?"
Jiang Chen laughed.
It wasn't really teasing.
Fang Qing's reputation had skyrocketed after the sensational Guan Libing case. As the representing lawyer, she didn't exactly leap to fame overnight, but at least on her career path, she saved herself a lot of time.
"I still eat and go to the toilet myself too."
Jiang Chen's smile deepened, reminding her, "Big-shot lawyer, you should be careful about your image."
Of course, he understood that it was only in front of him that Fang Qing could "let herself go" like this, or rather, be herself.
