C477 You're Dead

Article 477. You're dead!

Finally, she was pulled by her mother to the door of Bai Guoer's ward. Tong Tong's pink and small face had unknowingly wrinkled into a bitter melon face.

This filial daughter was really not a person. She wanted to protest, sob, sob...

The ward's door was closed and Tong Tong's sharp ears heard the faint sound of conversation coming from inside