Hearing the tone in Ding Yixin's voice, Ethan almost choked on his own saliva.
Ding… had just asked him for help, hadn't he?!
If Ethan had been walking at the time, his feet probably would have floated off the ground.
He felt secretly pleased inside, but on the surface he still nodded with restraint. "Oh, my friend, there's no need to be so polite."
"About the monitoring and tracking system in Yuyu's phone," Ding Yixin paused, then continued, "turn off the monitoring."
Ethan: "?"
"Yuyu said he would never leave me," Ding Yixin seemed to think of something, and the expression on his face softened a little. "I believe him."
Having another mouthful of dog food shoved at him, Ethan asked, "Then what about the tracking?"
"Leave the tracking for now." Ding Yixin cleared his throat.
At the very least, tracking could still help ensure Rong Xingyu's safety.
Ethan clicked his tongue and began rapidly tapping away at the keyboard.
