C1095 This Is Privacy

Zhan Beirong was holding his phone with one hand and ignoring Mu Shuishan with the other. When he saw that the phone was locked, his emotionless face suddenly froze.

When he turned off the alarm for Mu Shuishan this morning, she didn't even have a password on her phone, but now it had changed.

"Password." Zhan Beirong spat out the two words like they were made of gold