"Grandpa, thank you for trusting me!" Xia Qingqian expressed her gratitude, her voice quite emotional, "Grandpa, thank you, Huan, thank you too!"
"If you truly want to thank us, then you really shouldn't leave the house often. Brother Yao will be back in a few days!" Beitang Huan said, suddenly realizing something and quickly took out her phone, "Brother Yao hasn't called me, Qian Qian, did Brother Yao or Ye Feng call you?"
Xia Qingqian frowned and said, "I don't seem to know where I placed my phone, Huan, can you call my phone?"
Beitang Huan searched for Xia Qingqian's number and dialed it. A melodious ringtone suddenly echoed at the door, and everyone looked over to see Xia Qingqian's phone in Beitang Che's hand.
His eyes were filled with a hint of apology as he raised the phone in his hand and said, "Qing Qian, I came to deliver your phone. You left it on the sofa at my house..."
