"This phone ..."
Seeing Yun Xiangxiang's intention to refuse, Song Qian said, "This cell phone was given to you by the young master. When he said that you need him to fulfill his promise, this is the fastest way to contact him."
Swallowing the words at the edge of her lips, Yun Xiangxiang put it away instead. Fortunately, this phone didn't look particularly luxurious.
However, she did not plan to use this mobile phone in the future. She decided to carry it as a lifeline.
However, she shut it down decisively. Song Qian saw this and seemingly wanted to speak up, but in the end, she didn't say anything, only looking at Yun Xiangxiang with more appreciation.
It had Song Mian's number inside. It must be understood that there were only so many people in the world who had Song Mian's personal number. Among them, only a handful were women, the rest were elders.