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The phone couldnât be turned on immediately after being plugged in; she waited five minutes before it rebooted.
âBeep beep beep beep.â As soon as the phone was turned on, before even the time could display, notifications for messages and missed calls started to sound.
The shopkeeper, who had been watching her struggle with the phone, couldnât help but say, âYoung lady, youâve got quite a few messages. Must be your boyfriend who couldnât reach you getting anxious. You better call him back quickly, donât make him angry.â
âYeah, right.â Distracted by the dozen or so missed calls and various messages, Rong Yan had already lost her focus, absentmindedly responding while hurriedly tapping to check the call log for the missed calls.
Without checking, one would have no idea, but one look and she was startled!
Among the dozen missed calls, aside from those sheâd expected from Duidui and Li Shengxiao, there were also calls from Estelle, Lin Xinbei, and even Xixi and members of the Rong Family.
Whatâs going on? Is the whole world looking for her?
Rong Yanâs head was spinning.
Apart from that, messages kept popping up on her phone.
[Little Demon Rong, where are you? Why arenât you answering your phone?]
[Mom, when are you coming over? Are we having dinner together?]
[Yan, why arenât you picking up?]
Beyond these messages stood out a particularly eye-catching one, radiating a strong aura belonging to a certain individualâ[Where are you? Iâm coming to pick you up.]
The name Li Shengxiao was strikingly prominent.
Rong Yan nervously swallowed, eager to press the call button. But her phone was lagging from the deluge of messages coming in, causing it to stutter, and she couldnât get through, leaving her helpless and anxious on the spot.
The shopkeeper could hear the incessant beeping of the phone, and with Rong Yan not replying to messages or making calls, got curious again and came over to take a glance, saying, âYoung lady, why havenât you returned your boyfriendâs call? If you donât make contact soon, heâs going to get angry. Look at how many messages heâs sent you, at least return his call.â
Three black lines crossed Rong Yanâs forehead as she was overwhelmed with frustration, ââ¦â¦â
She wanted to reply! She wished she could do it right away! But what could she do when her phone decided to become unresponsive?
Rong Yan was now regretting her decision to go out for hot and sour noodles, as, without having barely tasted a few bites, her phone had exploded with calls.
âYoung lady, why havenât you responded yet. You wouldnât have had a fight with your boyfriend, would you?â
ââ¦No.â
The shopkeeper was truly gossipy, acting even more eagerly than a woman, utterly unconvinced, âDonât pretend. Iâve been there myself. Youâre acting like you had a fight with your boyfriend, storming off in a huff. Otherwise, why wouldnât you return his call?â
Rong Yan felt a twitch in the corner of her mouth.
The shopkeeper kept babbling, âLet me tell you, men need to be coaxed. Itâs okay to make a fuss once or twice, but if itâs all the time, theyâll get annoyed. Over the long term, itâll strain the relationship. Youâve got to be smart about it, like my wife. Sheâs usually very agreeable, and only makes a fuss on rare occasionsâthose are the times I take seriously. You young people are just too hot-tempered, turning every little thing into a major fiasco.â
âWe really didnât have a fightâ¦â
Her voice was ruthlessly ignored. As Rong Yanâs ears buzzed incessantly like there was a mosquito around, her lagging phone finally responded. She let out a deep sigh of relief, quickly found Li Shengxiaoâs number, and called himâ