"Open it." Seeing that they were all looking at it, Special Assistant Xu sighed dejectedly and chose to compromise.

A group of people slowly pushed open the lid of the coffin.

The heavy sound of the wood sliding down hit her heart dully.

Ning Yichu pounced on it, ignoring the stench, and placed his hands on the coffin.

I saw a pitch-black body lying in the coffin. It had been burned beyond recognition and its skin and flesh were rolled up. I could even smell the fishy stench emanating from it when I got close.

No one could connect this body with Li Lingyang. They could only judge from the approximate body shape that they might be the same person.

Ning Yichu's gaze fell down, and when it touched the chest of the corpse, he trembled violently.

A brooch lies quietly near the heart.

Even though it had been burned and deformed, Ning Yichu still recognized it.

Because this was a gift from her to Li Lingyang.

She could even remember every word Li Lingyang said and every expression he showed when he received the brooch.

"Oh my god, look... is that an open coffin over there?"

"They actually opened the coffin in public! Do they not believe that Li Lingyang is dead?"

The passersby around were whispering to each other and making a lot of noise, but Ning Yichu was still staring at the corpse in the coffin, as if all the noise had nothing to do with her.

Tears suddenly welled up in her eyes and pooled on the back of Ning Yichu's hand which was resting beside the coffin.

It made her skin hot.

Ning Yichu trembled all over, and had the urge to pick up the body, but there was a figure beside her who was faster than her...