I Found Her

Song Qinghe ignored him and looked at his phone.

Jiang Zhou tried for a long time. "Why is yours fine? Can you try using your Wi-Fi?"

Song Qinghe had already tried. "It's connected to the Internet, but it can't be used. Is your phone infected?"

Jiang Zhou was puzzled. "I haven't even clicked on those trashy links, how would it get infected? Help me take a look first. I want to read up on this piece of juicy gossip."

Song Qinghe: "…"

Jiang Zhou finally used Song Qinghe's phone to finish the article that he was unable to read before. He could not help but be satisfied. "So that's what happened. I say, no artiste in our company is like this, right? Otherwise, it would look real bad if they were exposed."

Song Qinghe raised his hand and snatched his phone back. "Even so, you'll still be happily lapping up all that gossip."