"What's wrong, miss?" the cashier asked Yang Feifei.
Yang Feifei ignored her and put the basket aside. She checked all her pockets but still couldn't find her phone.
"It was stolen!" Her face didn't look good, and she cursed the thief in her mind, thinking they must be incredibly bold to target her.
In an instant, Yang Feifei was infuriated.
But she was helpless, as she was too embarrassed to talk about it; otherwise, she'd be the laughingstock of the entire military district.
After all, a dignified special forces soldier got her phone stolen while shopping, without even noticing it.
Just thinking about it, she felt too embarrassed to face anyone.
However, that phone was newly bought and cost her most of her savings.
If she had to buy another one, she simply wouldn't have the money.
And don't be fooled by her basket full of cosmetics; altogether, it was barely more than a thousand yuan.
