On the other side.
The servant who had seen Gong Beiyao unhesitatingly reach into the hot soup to retrieve his phone had left hurriedly without applying any medication. Now, flustered, he was holding the medication and the phone searching for Gong Beiyao.
"Young Master, the phone has been cleaned, but it can't be used for now. It might still be repairable, please apply the medication first!"
Gong Beiyao coldly pushed away the phone, and with a bang, it fell to the ground, shattering the screen.
"Never let me see it again!!"
Gong Beiyao coldly wrapped a bandage around himself, stood up, and strode away.
The Young Master's murderous aura was so intense!! It was terrifying!
The servant glanced at Gong Beiyao's retreating figure and then at the shattered phone, heartbrokenly walked over, and picked it up.
The Young Master had clearly cherished this phone a moment ago, as if it meant a lot to him, why suddenly say to discard it?
But—
