Glancing at the now serpentine-shaped phone in Yuanxiao's hand, Yuanzhou realized that even if the screen was repaired, the inner structure was probably beyond saving.
At this moment, the only thing Yuanzhou could do was pat Yuanxiao on the shoulder, urging him to quickly move past the sadness and catch up, lest he end up losing both the phone and himself...
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"Keren, you weren't wrong at all. Now they don't even have the mind to eat. They're just busy refunding and apologizing to those readers who bought the book and are demanding refunds because they're upset…"
Already seated in Uncle Hua's car, Mu Keren was listening to the latest intel from Xiaomei over at Beilingzhou TV Station!
"Oh, it's just a pity I can't watch the scene live!" Mu Keren grumbled, then glared plaintively at Uncle Hua, who was controlling the steering wheel beside her.
The latter could only put on a brave face and ignore her.
