C356 Vegetative Man

Mu Xiaoyou threw another vase at the door. "Don't bother me!"

The sound of porcelain breaking made Su Cuiyun frown. "If you have anything to say to your mother, it doesn't matter if the vase breaks. Don't hurt your hand."

Mu Xiaoyou stood in front of the large soft bed and stared hatefully at the door. Even if she really was unhappy about something, it was impossible for her to tell Su Cuiyun