Shen Yan appeared nonchalantly at the hotel's entrance, luggage in tow.
"Click!"
Someone far away was taking a picture and forgot to turn off the sound. Shen Yan sharply lifted her head and fixed her gaze on the girl.
The girl's hand trembled, and the phone dropped to the ground with a "clack," emitting a crisp sound of the screen cracking.
Her phone!
The new phone she had just spent four thousand US dollars on!
Just like that, it was gone...
"Ow!"
The girl painfully hugged her head, her expression filled with sorrow.
Shen Yan: "..."
Shen Yan's gaze shifted again, and a figure flashed by in front of her.
So fast it was almost impossible to catch.
"Yanyan, let's go now. The situation at the hospital is not promising, we can't shoot for the next two days. The director said the rest should rest for two days and he will notify us after," Liu Su said as he got into the car, "Xiao Zhao is doing well, we can go there after his check-up."
