Jiang Kechu couldn't help but cry and laugh, "Got hurt in a fight and you expect me to compliment you on the light injury?"
This time, Wan Chu'er moved her lips but said nothing. Still, her face showed resistance and she didn't want the phone.
Having no choice, Jiang Kechu compromised and said, "Consider the phone a loan from me, you can give it back after you buy your own."
Wan Chu'er thought for a moment, conceded slightly, and nodded in agreement, "Fine then."
"Get some rest early, I'm leaving. Call me if you need anything," Jiang Kechu advised, although he was almost certain she wouldn't take the initiative to call him.
After going downstairs, Jiang Kechu didn't hurry to leave; instead, he made a phone call to the management staff of the place.
Sitting in the car and waiting for half an hour, he soon got a callback.
After finishing the call, he thought for a while and dialed another number.
"Xiao Chen, help me check on something."
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