Bigshot Gets Loved By All After Transmigrating Into A Book

They seemed to act subconsciously, and then quickly realized that something was wrong, trying to cover up the changes they had just made.

An Yimin forced a smile, "Yuyu, it's just a trivial matter, it doesn't matter."

Xun Shaorong also echoed, "Yeah, this little thing will pass quickly, so telling you won't make you worry for nothing?"

Jiang Yu didn't expose their lame lies. She asked instead, "It means that you didn't turn off the phone on purpose, but because the phone was out of battery, so it turned off automatically, right?"

An Yimin nodded straightly and said, "Yes, yes, that's the reason."

Jiang Yu said casually, "Let's charge it first. It's inconvenient to do anything without a mobile phone now. I saw the charger, and I'll charge it for you."

An Yimin quickly stepped in front of her, "No need."

Jiang Yu pretended to be puzzled and said, "Why not? If someone can't contact you, they must be as worried as I am."

An Yimin pursed his lips, and reluctantly said, "We...have no one to contact, and..."

Xun Shaorong continued, "Besides, you, Uncle An, have just been fired by the company. You are not in a good mood. You need to digest it by yourself for a while, so you don't want to be disturbed."

When something goes wrong, there must be a demon.

They obstructed in every possible way here, which made Jiang Yu affirm the guess in his heart.

There must be something wrong with that phone.

She breathed a sigh of relief, "Since this is the case, then I can rest assured."

Then, Jiang Yu rubbed his belly and said to Xun Shaorong, "I'm hungry, can you cook me a bowl of noodles?"

Xun Shaorong replied, "Okay, okay, how about cooking green onion noodles for you and adding some minced meat?"

Jiang Yu praised, "The noodles you cook are delicious."

Xun Shaorong went to the kitchen, and after a while, Jiang Yu said to An Yimin, "I'm a little thirsty, can you pour me a glass of water?"

An Yimin went to pour water for Jiang Yu.

Afterwards, Jiang Yu walked quickly to the sofa, and put the phone in his pocket. When An Yimin came out of the kitchen with a water glass, Jiang Yu smiled and said, "Can you stretch out your hand? I want to show you a palmistry."

An Yimin didn't doubt him, and he said in surprise, "Yuyu, when did you learn to read palms?"

One side stretched out his hand.

And Jiang Yu quickly took out the phone in her pocket, pressed An Yimin's thumb, and the phone was unlocked. She grabbed the phone, turned around, entered the bedroom, and locked the door behind her!

It wasn't until he heard the sound of the door being locked that An Yimin suddenly realized that he slapped his head, it's over!

In the bedroom, Jiang Yu looked at the countless missed calls in the call log and the hundreds of unread text messages in the text box, with a gloomy expression on his face.

Missed calls are all from unfamiliar mobile numbers, from all over the country, not to mention text messages.

There are hundreds of entries, all of which are full of insulting and swearing words, and some even more vulgar and unsightly swear words. They want to dig out the eighteen generations of An Yimin's ancestors from their ancestral graves, and disturb them even if they die. .

Jiang Yu couldn't imagine what kind of mood they felt when they faced the non-stop ringing mobile phone and the countless text messages pouring in from strangers.

She clenched her fists, her face was as cold as ice, but there seemed to be a fire burning in her heart, and it was getting hotter and hotter. She wished to burn those social scum and human scum immediately.