Under the moonlight.

Song Yilang walked over with the light.

When he doesn't use his status as a lawyer to oppress people, his expression is always easy-going.

Especially at this moment, the dim light of the street lamp slid down from the top of his head slyly, and there were layers of cunning in the depths of his eyes.

Song Yining hurriedly ran over and told Song Yilang what had just happened.

After listening, Song Yilang's face was much colder.

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