Pinky, pinky bow-bell, whoever tells a lie
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
"Weren't you okay with anything earlier on, just to get hold of the cell phone? But yet you are not reacting when I am handing it over to you now? Why, don't you want it anymore?"
Seeing that she was stoning without any reaction, Qi Yan shook the hand that was holding onto the cell phone.
Tan Bengbeng snapped back to her senses and snatched the cell phone from him without any hesitation.
Soon after, she felt that something was not right.
Qi Yan's actions could never be predicted, and perhaps there was neither a SIM card nor a signal in the cell phone…
Tan Bengbeng knitted her eyebrows and pressed on the cell phone hurriedly.
As the screen lit up, the battery and the signal shown on display were all full bars.
The problem that she had thought of did not exist.
Phew…
As Tan Bengbeng heaved a sigh of relief, she suddenly remembered that behaving like this in clear view of Qi Yan meant that she did not trust him.