Tian Xin leaned on the front passenger seat and dozed off! It had been a tiring day after all.
After finally escaping from the group of journalists, she realized she couldn't find her phone.
Master Mo turned the car around and saw that the reporters were still staying at the entrance. There seemed to be more people now than before, with some onlookers joining to watch the excitement.
"Forget it, don't go back down, just buy a new one! It won't cost much!" Master Mo said, looking at the crowd.
"The money is secondary." Tian Xin shook her head and said, "The main issue is the data on that phone. It has my recent chat records with Lin Zhou and with Zhen Zhen's…"
Before she finished her sentence, she suddenly paused, then burst into laughter: "Oh my, I can't believe how forgetful I am!"
She slapped her forehead: "It seems my brain capacity is really lacking lately; my memory is unbelievably poor!"
"What happened?" Master Mo was utterly confused.
