Zuo Qingyu might sound as if she was comforting Feng Wu, but every word she said was to upset Feng Wu… That was, if the dead person really was Chaoge.
Feng Wu still stood there in a daze with her head lowered… But she didn't miss any movements around her.
She saw the expressions on every single face.
Was Chaoge's kidnapper here in the crowd? If this body had been put here to scare Feng Wu, then that person had to be here.
At that thought, Feng Wu glanced around the crowd.
The others were expecting to see Feng Wu break down and cry, but all Feng Wu gave them was silence and more silence.
It disappointed them greatly.
"Look. Feng Wu isn't even crying."
"Wasn't Duan Chaoge her best friend? Now that Duan Chaoge's dead, why doesn't she look sad at all?"
"How cold-blooded is she?"
"I thought she would at least shed some tears, but her eyes aren't even wet."
