Wan Donglin remained composed and silently put her phone back on the charger.
When he turned back, he saw her lying there with her eyes closed. He breathed a quiet sigh of relief. Just as he was about to turn away again, he suddenly heard her demand, "Give me the phone!"
"It's out of battery. It needs to be charged first."
"Give it to me, quickly."
"It's really low on battery. It needs to charge more. You can use it later."
She growled, "Just give it to me when I tell you to!"
He had no choice but to hand the phone over. She took it, glanced at the screen, turned it off, fiddled with it for a few moments, then turned it back on. It immediately picked up a signal.
She shot him a fierce glare. He actually blushed but chuckled, "I didn't really tamper with it, just fiddled with the battery a bit…"
