C1071 The Beloved Son of His Parents

"How can a man control his own life and death? Do you think that she died on purpose? " Houjia Yulan coughed twice and frowned.

Ye Qingru very naturally helped Houjia Yulan pat her back to relieve her discomfort, "mother, I do not have no foundation in Yaocheng."

"Qingru..." Houjia Yulan's pink lips were dyed white as she looked at Ye Qingru in despair