Ruochun took a step back and made a "please" gesture.
After seeing Wen Qiao's satisfied smile, she quickly retreated to a nearby sofa, freed her hands, and then took out her phone to message Fu Jinghen—
[Ah Chun: Bro!!!]
[Ah Chun: Ah!!!]
[Ah Chun: You need to come out here!!!]
Each of these three messages was followed by three exclamation points, accurately expressing Ruochun's excitement at the moment.
[Fu Jinghen: Speak.]
[Ah Chun: What's going on with you and Wen Qiao! She's going crazy in the mall right now, and I'm constantly worried about the safety of my hands and whether her card will max out.]
The card Wen Qiao was using was a supplementary card that Fu Jinghen had given her before; every time she swiped the card, he received a notification.
Within about an hour, Fu Jinghen's text notifications hardly stopped.
At that moment, looking at the pile of paper bags on the sofa that Ruochun had sent him, he actually felt a sigh of relief.
