"Is this... what Shaochen meant?" Ye Shu stared fixedly at Guan Jiu.
That recent phone call, Guan Jiu must have made it to Shaochen, right?
Guan Jiu hesitated for a moment, then nodded. "Yes, the young master actually cares a lot about Miss Ye."
Ye Shu's cheeks flushed slightly.
She wasn't ungrateful; Shaochen was almost favoritism in helping her.
Whether it was out of a man's pride or for some other reason.
She should be grateful.
Ye Shu reached out to Guan Jiu, "Give me your phone, I need to call him."
Guan Jiu glanced at the shattered phone on the ground and frowned, then handed his phone to Ye Shu.
Then, he crouched down, picked up the broken phone from the ground, and removed the sim card, "I will buy you a new phone, very quickly."
Ye Shu nodded.
Then, she found Shaochen's number from Guan Jiu's contacts and was about to dial.
Suddenly, a young figure rushed in.
"Sis, why didn't you answer my call?"
