Hearing the sound, Zhou Lian, whose expression remained unchanged, moved his fingers slowly.

He seemed to take a few short breaths, and then stared deeply at Song Ci, who was holding his arm.

Song Ci tried her best to ignore his burning and serious eyes and smiled naturally and briskly, "What's wrong?"

In response, Zhou Lian shook his head, showing an almost helpless expression.

He raised his finger, and the bodyguards and assistants behind him immediately ...