Liang Wenwan frowned, "People can't just disappear into thin air."
She took a step upstairs, the two bodyguards at the door hung their heads in shame, "Please, young miss, punish us."
Liang Wenwan ignored them, pushed open the room door, and walked in. The room was neat, the bed was made perfectly, and there was no place to hide anyone in the empty room.
She walked to the balcony; below was the garden. From such a height, falling would at least cripple if not kill someone. As she knew, that woman didn't have the ability to climb walls barehanded.
Where had she run off to?
As she was furrowing her brows in deep thought, suddenly a pair of hands strangled her neck, the force wishing to strangle her to death, "Die... die, you!"
Accompanied by the woman's shout, Liang Wenwan's back suddenly slammed against the railing of the balcony. Huang Wenqing pressed forward, her hands strangling her neck fiercely, screaming with a hateful roar: "It's all because of you, I will kill you."
