Fu Jichen had just called the family doctor, holding the phone in his hand. Without hesitation, he stretched out his arm and handed it to Shen Jianian.
Shen Jianian was shocked by his unguarded gesture. As someone who manages an entire business group, his phone should contain quite a bit of confidential information. Isn't he afraid she'll pilfer it?
She remained motionless for a long time. Fu Jichen bent down and placed the phone on the bed: "Don't you want to see the photos? They're all in the album."
Shen Jianian hesitated for a few seconds, then reached out to pick up the phone beside the bed. She pressed the unlock key, revealing an interface that required a password. She lifted her gaze to the man standing at the bedside and murmured, "Password..."
Fu Jichen told her, "Your birthday."
