But Zhuo Ya chose to believe in the hurtful words of others against Gu Yanting.
Liu Ying was worried that tragedy would strike again; he wanted to save Gu Yanting.
Gu Yanting squinted his eyes, his dark pupils exuding a cold chill.
"Liu Ying, just do what I say and don't make me angry," he said.
Liu Ying's eyes held a faint redness.
"I…"
"Enough."
"No need to say anything, I trust her."
"Does the young master truly trust Miss Zhuo?"
If he truly did, Gu Yanting wouldn't have shown such a pained expression.
Gu Yanting clenched his fist tightly, his expression cold as he said, "Yes, I trust Zhuo Ya."
"I hope Miss Zhuo can be worthy of the young master's trust."
Two hours later, the doors to the operating room opened.
Gu Yanting trembled, looking at the doctor who came out.
"How are Zhuo Ya and the child?"
Gu Yanting stepped forward, grabbing the doctor's arm to ask.
The doctor explained, "Miss Zhuo is fine, President Gu can rest assured."
She's fine?
