Moreover, to report a lost bank card, you must have your ID card as well.
Wen Nuan felt both embarrassed and anxious, tears welling up in her eyes. She helplessly walked out of the lobby and saw Leng Yan still standing there, watching her from the hotel entrance.
Wen Nuan's eyes suddenly lit up. She quickly took a few steps toward Leng Yan, trying to sound sincere: "Please do me a favor and give me the taxi driver's contact number. I lost my wallet."
She remembered Leng Yan mentioning that he had texted the driver during the process of finding her.
"How would I know?" Leng Yan shrugged, a hint of a smile flashing in his eyes.
Wen Nuan was anxious: "How could you not know? You're always accurate and quick with numbers. You can remember a number after hearing it once, let alone after inputting it."
