"Ling, what are you looking at?" Noticing Ling Chen's gaze, Tang Shiyun held his arm, her soft chest gently pressing against it.
Since she wasn't wearing clothes, Ling Chen could clearly feel the soft tenderness, causing his heart to flutter. Hearing Tang Shiyun's voice, Ling Chen immediately redirected his gaze, maintaining a serious demeanor, and said, "Nothing much. Girl, have you been busy these past few days?"
"Originally, I had a few commercial performances, but the company heard I might be in danger, so they postponed them all and let me take a break for a while."
Ling Chen nodded and looked at Liu Xiyao, asking, "Xiyao, is there nothing going on these days?"
"Not really. Your people patrol the area 24 hours a day; no one dares to approach this villa. Didn't you send someone to find that person's whereabouts? Have you still not found them?"
