C80

Deep in the night, the study was extremely quiet.

Song Chenyi sat behind his computer, his brows deeply furrowed. Wei Xiangxi was standing across from him.

"He still hasn't done anything?"

He asked, raising his eyes to stare at Wei Xiangxi, who shook his head, "I've been inside the hotel the past few days and haven't gone out at all. He can only be seen at mealtime