Qin Shu reached into her pocket and realized that she didn't have her phone with her, ever since she woke up, she had not touched her phone.
Fu Tingyu took out his phone and handed it to the girl. "Use mine, I'll buy you a new one later."
She saw a phone appear in front of her, it has a black in color and shiny bright, one look and one could tell it was of high quality.
She nodded. "Thanks."
She took the cell phone and dialed Han Xiao's cell phone number.
At this moment, on the high-speed train
Hua Wuyan booked first-class seats, the seat was relatively soft and it was slightly more spacious.
Han Xiao sat by the window.
Hua Wuyan turned and glanced at Han Xiao, his expression was cold and stern, and his thin lips were tightly pursed.
From the moment he got on the train, he did not say a single word.
