C582 She Fell to Her Death?

"What are their names?" Faang Mulin asked this question in a low, unbecoming voice.

She was already affected by the news.

"That young woman is called Bai Mo, and her daughter is called..." Su Zhao clenched his fists tightly.

"Call him..."

"Xiao … Ei … "Lan."

Su Zhao seemed to struggle to get the name out of his mouth.

When Faang Mulin heard the last three words