Xia Weibao, "..."
In this era dominated by cute girls, the emergence of a super tomboy was bound to be unconventional.
When Yang Li delivered the new phone, the look he gave Xia Weibao was indescribable.
Glancing again at the phone screen shattered into tiny fragments, he suddenly shed a tear of sympathy for his master's future days.
Domestic violence is challenging to endure, just have to wish for good luck.
Only...
He glanced at Lu Hualiang with a hint of hesitation.
A phone involves too much privacy and secrets to let anyone touch it, unless it's the most trusted person.
He hadn't expected his master and the young mistress' relationship to progress so swiftly!
At this rate, he believed it wouldn't be long before the little master would be arriving.
With another person to please in the future, it seemed he needed to prepare in advance and get some baby toys ready.
"Young Mistress, this is your phone."
Xia Weibao chuckled lightly, "Thank you."