"I'm still busy, hanging up."
Huo Jinnan ended the call and looked at Che Huan.
Che Huan looked at Huo Jinnan, "Is the little guy feeling any better?"
Huo Jinnan grunted in acknowledgment and sat down beside Che Huan, glancing at her phone on the bed. He thought of the one he had given her, "Where's that phone?"
When she thought of that phone, Che Huan bit her lip. She had tried to throw it away several times but never managed to do so completely, and in the end, she picked it back up.
Huo Jinnan scanned her, "Did you throw it away?"
Che Huan shook her head, "No."
Huo Jinnan lit a cigarette and scanned the room at her luggage, "Use that one, so I can know everything as soon as possible."
Che Huan pushed her bangs aside and hummed in acknowledgment, looking at Huo Jinnan. She knew there was a catch with that phone.
She sneaked a glance at Huo Jinnan, walked over to her suitcase, found the phone inside, and put the original SIM card back in.
