"Okay, I'll go." Gu Qianqian took the tonic soup in her mother's hand, answered lightly, and then walked out of the ward.

"Alas! She is a real girl. Why hasn't she woken up yet? Does she really have the heart to make us sad? Long Xuemei carefully helped her follow her hair, that is to say, after listening to Qianqian, she knew that her daughter-in-law was a famous fashion designer, which she did not foresee. She always felt that the rich children nowadays did not depend on their own money to eat, drink and play all the way, but she repeatedly refreshed her awareness, which can be said to be...