Under the red lighting from the lanterns, the man handed the phone back to Lin Nuan with his slim and long fingers, the veins on his hands clearly visible.
Lin Nuan received it from him and swiped on her screen. The screen wasn't cracked, and there didn't appear to be any problems. Lin Nuan looked up at the thin man who was clad in a black T-shirt and casual pants. "The phone is not damaged…"
Lin Nuan merely said those five words, and the man's empty-looking eyes suddenly trembled, his expression slightly changed.
Lin Nuan was in a good mood today and didn't want to be calculative with this man, merely saying, "There are many people here, don't walk so fast, that one bump still hurts!"
Lin Nuan spoke English fluently. After she was done saying that, she slipped her phone into her pocket and grabbed Fu Huai'an's arm. "Let's go!"