Di Zhifeng styled her hair and came over to pour herself a glass of water to drink before she remembered her purpose for coming, "Oh right, I came to ask you about taking a call, where's your phone?"
"Hm?" Ye Zhantian raised an eyebrow slightly, "It might be taking a bath in the bathtub."
"What?" Di Zhifeng hurriedly ran into the bathroom to look for the phone.
"Be careful, don't fall in again."
Ye Zhantian's reminder carried a hint of sarcasm.
Di Zhifeng quickly came out with the drenched phone and said with a desire to cry but no tears, "Crap, I must have fallen into the bathtub with the phone in my hand... I completely forgot about that."
"Hmm, remember to compensate," Ye Zhantian responded indifferently.
"Aren't phones nowadays all waterproof? Why is yours such poor quality?" Di Zhifeng wiped the phone with a towel, but it still wouldn't turn on.
