C104 The Taste of Happiness

Cui Lianchen turned on the desk lamp and took it out of the transparent bag. His face was pale. He held it in his hand and turned it around. He pressed the button to turn it on, but there was no response. He pulled open the drawer and plugged in the cable. The moment the phone was connected, the doorbell rang.

It did not break the internal parts. It was just that the screen was broken