This is Cheng Zhirang's own phone.
A very simple black phone without any case or decoration, the screen is clean, and the words on the screen are quite appealing.
#Cheng Zhirang Mu Qiu secret marriage having children#
#Cheng Zhirang paving the way for Mu Qiu's debut#
Their two names put together, surprisingly harmonious.
After reading the two trending names, she extended her index finger to click on the content inside, roughly browsing through it.
While she was looking at the phone, Cheng Zhirang was watching her.
He placed the phone on the table in front of her out of habit, not expecting her to just lower her head and look at it in that position without picking it up.
Because the sofa and the glass table were the same height, both very low, her sitting posture seemed as if she was about to lie on the table, her legs together, hands placed back on her knees after clicking the trending topic, giving off a "I will never touch this beautiful thing in front of me" feeling.
