C401 Desperate Despair

Xia Xingcheng hesitated for a moment before she finally opened her mouth and said softly, "Thank you."

Sheng Yeting didn't answer. His gaze and fingers were fixated on Xia Xingcheng's wound, thinking about something with shining eyes. His gaze made Xia Xingcheng uncomfortable. She could only cough and change the topic. "My phone, can you give it to me now?"

Sure enough