Wen Zhibin wanted to curse in his heart, but on his face..
He was grinning, pretending to be grateful that he couldn't give Qin Yiyi a place to live,
"Why are you here, Miss Qin? Why didn't you call me in advance so that I could go downstairs to pick you up..."
He was laughing, but his eyes were scanning, scanning, scanning,
where was his phone? !
Where was his phone!
Qin Yiyi smiled and played with it with his fingers. Then, he waved it at him,
"Mr. Wen, are you looking for this?"
"Ah, that's..."his phone!
Why was it in this girl's hands? !
Qin Yiyi smiled and said half-truthfully, "Mr. Wen, remember to put your phone away next time. Don't accidentally throw it into the ground again. It's not a big deal if you break your phone, but I'm afraid it'll be a little troublesome to recover the information inside, right?"
"Yes, yes, yes, Miss Qin is absolutely right!"
