After aimlessly looking around for a while, Hua Yunliang suddenly took out his phone from his pocket and handed it to Ye Feifei. With his face turned to the side, he said unnaturally, "The rain was so heavy earlier; if your phone got wet and isn't working, use mine to call your girlfriend. She seemed quite concerned about you, and must be worried with you not having returned so late."
Upon the mention of Yu Xiaowan, Ye Feifei seemed to finally regain a spark of life. She moved her stiff eyeballs and slowly lifted her chin to take the phone from Pretty Boy's hand. The phone had been held by him for a while and still retained his warmth!
For the first time, feeling the warmth from Pretty Boy's hands caused a flutter to pass through her heart—a feeling so slight, yet it unexpectedly struck a chord in her heart!
