"Okay, I understand. Keep a close eye on Shi Yimeng, and try to find out the identity of that woman from that day as well."
Seeing Gu Yelin, who had just returned, walk in, An Yiqing didn't say more.
"Be careful and ensure everything is securely handled."
After hanging up the phone with An Zhifeng, An Yiqing tried to get up from the bed but was pushed back down by Gu Yelin, who swiftly crossed the room to her side.
"Don't get up, rest well."
An Yiqing obediently lay on the bed without moving, half-sitting and blushing as she watched Gu Yelin leisurely undress.
Today, he wore a very ordinary black suit. What seemed like common attire, however, took on a unique flair on him. Due to long-term high-intensity physical training, Gu Yelin's muscle contours looked exceptionally graceful, filled with explosive power with every move he made.
