Ye Changan swiftly retrieved the smartphone from the trash can.
Excellent, from spotting to retrieving it didn't exceed three seconds, no problem, it was as if the phone had never fallen in.
Ye Changan very adeptly glanced over the message from Rong Qing on Little Milk Jin's phone, and then raised his hand to cover Little Milk Jin's eyes, very stern.
"You didn't see anything."
Little Milk Jin fluttered her big eyes, her curled eyelashes brushing against the palm of his hand.
"Okay, Jinjin didn't see anything."
If senior brother insisted on saying so.
Protecting senior brother's pride was still very important!
Little Milk Jin was also very serious about this.
Ye Changan felt not a shred of shame in tricking a child.
Hearing Little Milk Jin say this, he let out a long sigh of relief.
He casually raised his hand to pat Little Baldy's head.
"Good, I've already memorized the number, you can tell your Sugar Daddy Little Brother later."
