The shopping mall in the afternoon was overcrowded.

Gavin's tall height, coupled with his outstanding appearance, made him very eye-catching in the flow of people. Wendy noticed that the eyes of every girl who saw him had become brighter.

She really wanted to stick a note in front of and behind Gavin, which read,"Never judge a book by its cover, this man is a creep!"

At that time, the girls would not stare at Gavin with their eyes; instead they quickly avoided him.

When Wendy was happy thinking about it, Gavin stopped suddenly, and she almost bumped into his back. Fortunately, she responded quickly and stopped in time.

Gavin looked back at Wendy to ask, "Where do you live?"

Wendy pointed to a high-rise apartment diagonally opposite the shopping plaza. "It's right there, it's very close. You don't need to send me back. I can go back alone."

Before investigating whether Wendy was at work in the obstetrics and gynecology department, Gavin had read Wendy's detailed information and remembered that she seemed to live near that place.

"In that case, take care."

After that, Gavin went straight to the parking lot.

During that time, in order to find out what Rowdy exactly used to threaten the staff who reviewed Lambert Group' finances, he slept no more than four hours a day; at the moment he just wanted to go home and sleep until he couldn't tell day from night.

Wendy didn't expect for Gavin to send her to her building, so she turned back, and walked to the nearby supermarket.

After picking some goods and pushing the shopping cart to the checkout, she found that the cash in her wallet was not enough.

"Ms. Xiao." Wendy was a regular customer to that supermarket, and the cashiers all recognized her, reminding her kindly, "We can now receive payments with mobile wallets."

Wendy still had enough money in her mobile wallet, but... where was her mobile phone?

She flipped inside and out of the bag twice, but she couldn't find her cell phone. She remembered it clearly that she put it in her bag when she entered the supermarket.

Wendy was calm and immediately called the person in charge of the mall, "My phone was stolen in the supermarket. Can you take me to the monitoring room? I want to watch the surveillance video."

Wendy was very familiar with that supermarket. She told the person in charge of the monitoring area where she had been based on what she remembered. The person in charge brought out the video and finally saw that when she was bending over to get the dumplings, a man behind her opened her bag and took her mobile phone.

The pickpocket was very skilled, moved neatly and didn't make her aware of his actions. He was thin and small, so he would not catch too much attention while walking in a crowd. He was carrying an old canvas bag and wearing a black cap on his head. People could barely see the features except for the outline of his chin.

Wendy knew that hope was slim, but she backed up the video and went to the police station to report it.

In such a large city, hundreds of mobile phones and computers were stolen every day. The police asked Wendy a few questions in accordance with the process. At the end, he only said, "We will try our best to help you recover your mobile phone. You can go home and wait for our news."

Wendy didn't feel settled by their attitude. She stopped the police and asked, "How long will you take to find it for me? I... I have something important to me in my phone."

"This is not certain," the police station said, "the surveillance feed did not clearly capture the features of the pickpocket, and you did not have any impressions of him. We find it very difficult. You should buy a new mobile phone first."

With such explanation, the subtext was actually telling Wendy not to have too much hope; the mobile phone could barely be found.

Wendy's calmness finally collapsed. She then squatted down and burst into tears.

The mobile phone was a birthday present that her father bought her when she was celebrating her birthday last year. It was meaningless. The most important thing was that her mobile phone had her last photo taken with her grandma.

Since childhood, her parents had been very strict with her. She basically had no time for herself, and she could not do anything according to her wishes. In her mother's words, her every move in the future had been arranged by them, she just had to take it step by step like playing chess.

She never wanted such a life, and occasionally resisted. When she was scolded, her grandmother was her safe haven. As long as she ran to her, no one could beat her and scold her, and no one could force her to learn to play the piano and draw-and she could put on her newly bought skate shoes and go skating in the park.

Before she went to Arlington as an exchange student, her grandmother died, and her last smile was fixed in that photo.

She could lose her mobile wallet, or even all the valuable things around her. Only that photo, it was something she could not lose.

The police station did not expect Wendy to suddenly cry, and he fumbled for a piece of tissue and handed it to her. "Be careful next time and you won't lose it again."

"The photo is gone; I have nothing left to lose." Wendy stood up, wiping away her tears; she apologized and turned to leave.

"Wait," the police station was probably soft-hearted and handed his mobile phone to Wendy, "do you remember your number? Send a text message to your mobile phone and tell that man that you don't want your mobile phone back, but that photo. If he's a soft-hearted pickpocket, he might send you the picture."

"Thank you."

Wendy did it as he said, but the text message was like a stone in the ocean, there was no response at all.

"Maybe he has turned off the phone and can't receive text messages," the police said helplessly, "Give me an email address. If I receive a photo, I will send it to you."

She wrote down the mail address. Wendy also used the phone in the bureau to call Joanne.

She told her what happened and did not mention that there was something important to her in the phone, but her disappointed voice allowed everything to be seen through.

Joanne comforted her, then said, "Stay at the police station and don't move, I will pick you up. As for the mobile phone, let me see if I can find it."

Wendy hung up, and sat down on the bench in despair. After a while, she saw Gavin entering the police station.

As soon as Gavin returned to the apartment, she received a call from Brian, saying that something happened to Wendy. As soon as he arrived at the police station, he saw that she was sitting there crestfallen.

He went straight to Wendy and laughed at her, "Wasn't it OK to go back alone? How come the phone was stolen?"

Wendy raised her head and glared at Gavin. Creep Shen didn't know what her mood was at the moment so she didn't want to mess with him.

Her glaring left Gavin stunned-if he saw correctly, Wendy's eyes were red because of crying.

"It was just a phone worth thousands of dollars; does she have to be like this?"

Gavin caught up with Wendy in a few steps and opened the door of the passenger's seat. "Get in."

Wendy got on the car and didn't ask Gavin where he would take her. She tilted her head and looked out the window. After ten minutes, the car stopped in front of the flagship store of a certain brand of mobile phone. Gavin said in a cool voice, "Get off."

After entering the store, Gavin directly asked the store manager to get the latest model, and turned to ask Wendy, "What color do you like?"

...

"Rose gold? Silver?"

"..." Wendy lacked interest, and she didn't seem to hear what Gavin said. Gavin chose silver for her.

After paying and leaving the store, Gavin handed Wendy the bag containing the mobile phone, "Just go and get another phone card."

When Wendy was about to pick up the phone, she suddenly glanced a familiar figure-a thin man carrying an old canvas bag and wearing a black peaked cap on his head.

It was the one who stole her phone!

"Stop!" Wendy almost caught up with him subconsciously, and the thief was very alert, so he just started to run.

"Hey! I don't want the phone anymore, just return the photo to me!" Wendy barely exercised, and she started to feel out of breath after running for a few hundred meters, so she could only see him get away.

The thief ignored her and ran away in no time.

Wendy sat on the fence of the flowerbed, and secretly cursed.

Gavin looked at Wendy from a distance-he heard Xiao Iann's words clearly, she had almost pleaded just then.

It turned out that Wendy was sorely disappointed even though she had the new phone, because the original phone had photos that were important to her.

He thought about it, made a phone call, took a bottle of water from the car and gave it to Wendy. "Are you sure that person was the one who stole your cell phone?"

"It's him. The back is exactly like what I saw in the monitor." Wendy drank some water and asked, "Did you see what he looks like?"

"No."

In fact, Gavin did not need to see what the thief looked like.

Wendy did not place any hopes on Gavin, so she said nothing, but allowed Gavin to send her home.

After arriving home, Wendy was not even interested in opening the new cell phone. She lay on the sofa and looked at the ceiling, silently and seriously cursing the person who stole her cell phone. She wished that the phones he had stolen were all models only worthy 5 dollars!

While cursing, Wendy fell asleep accidentally, and it was already dark when she woke up. The entire living room was dark and horrible; occasionally, a cold wind blew from the balcony, which made the room even creepier.

Living alone, the scariest thing for Wendy was the sudden and strange weirdness. Wendy got up and turned on the chandelier in the living room; she heard the doorbell ring right after.

But... was she awakened by the doorbell?

It was so late, who would come to visit?

She walked to the door and looked at the monitor display; Wendy saw Gavin, which was absolutely out of her expectation.

She pressed the talk button and said, "Creep Shen, why did you come to my house? You're not a resident here, how did you come all the way up?" There were two entrance doors in the apartment, one for the gate and one for the elevator, and Gavin actually passed all of them?

Regarding the "new" title of "Creep Shen", Gavin chose not to care about it and said, "Your lobby security guard brought me up. Open the door, I have something for you."

Wendy opened the door curiously, only to see how Gavin's hand lifted and something flew towards her; she caught it subconsciously and couldn't believe her eyes at all.

It was her lost phone!

Gavin helped her find it!

She looked at Gavin in wonder. "How did you do it?"

Gavin shrugged, pretending to be mysterious, but thinking that he could call out the entire office to tie her up, Wendy suddenly felt that he would be able to get the phone back from the thief.

"No matter how you did it." Wendy had never been as sincere. "Thank you."

"Just take it as an apology for tying you up," Gavin said, "The phone hasn't been restored. Your original things should still be there. Check it out."

Wendy entered the password to unlock the phone. The last picture with Grandma was still there, and she was in a good mood. "I'll buy you dinner!"

Gavin looked at the time. "Next time, I have something to do with your brother-in-law."

After finishing speaking, Gavin entered the elevator and left. Wendy remembered how he had just thrown the mobile phone just then-

The more she thought about it, the more handsome he was!