"Exactly, the young master said that if Miss Zhuo is still alive, she must be alive. Besides, the police aren't even sure the body is Miss Zhuo's; they're just saying it's very likely based on the features."
Bodyguards by the side were urging Liu Ying not to anger Gu Yanting any further.
Gu Yanting was already extremely emotional at the moment, and Liu Ying, oblivious to danger, insisted on provoking him. Surely, he would be the one to suffer.
Wiping the corner of his mouth, Liu Ying's eyes slightly red, looked at Gu Yanting, his voice hoarse, "Young master, this body is very likely Miss Zhuo's."
"No matter where you ask me to search, Miss Zhuo can't be found."
"Shut your mouth."
Gu Yanting lifted his foot and kicked Liu Ying hard on the body.
In pain, Liu Ying gasped for air and said no more.
Liu Ying's scalp was numb from being kicked today.
But he said nothing.
Gu Yanting, expressionless, said, "Stop making me angry, Liu Ying."
