On the way down the mountain, Nan Mufeng kept holding Jian Xi's hand, not daring to let go. Today's incident left him unsettled.
Jian Xi chuckled a little, "Honey, I'm really okay."
"You're very good at fighting," Nan Tian, who was driving, suddenly interrupted, "Very professional."
Jian Xi was startled for a moment and disguised it by saying, "I also think I have great explosive power and am very smart."
"That's just luck! In the future, you must check with me first when something happens." Nan Mufeng took Jian Xi's phone.
"What are you doing?"
"Locating you," Nan Mufeng said, "There's something wrong with your phone; I can never locate you. From now on, I need to know your whereabouts at all times."
Jian Xi's eyes dropped guiltily.
It wasn't that her phone had an issue; she had tampered with it...
Sure enough, after tinkering with it for a while, Nan Mufeng couldn't link it to his phone. He was frustrated enough to want to smash the phone.
