Mu Yuan was obedient and drank the milk. He started to make use of his injury to gain sympathy, and he made himself look like he was in a lot of pain. He laid in his blanket and only revealed one side of his face and a wet eye.
The heart of Mu Yuan's mom was softened.
Poor son.
"Why do you want your cell phone? Your dad has applied for leave for you. You also don't have any tasks. Stay at home obediently and recuperate."
Mu Yuan thought that he and Jack would usually not have very explicit chats. After all, they were cell phones. If they had committed something, their cell phones had to be checked. Hence, they practically did not leave any information. It was mostly phone calls and videos, so he felt more at ease. It was just that there were quite a number of Jack's photographs in his cell phone's album. It was fortunate that technology was advanced now. Without the password, his dad could not see the photographs.
