Liu Shan, do you even have a conscience?

Lan Xiao hesitated. She knew that since old Madam Xu had made her decision, she wouldn't tell her the truth now.

Lan Xiao also had a faint premonition that her mother's death back then might not have been an accident, Yueyue.

Lan Xiao's heart clenched as she hung up the phone.

That night, she tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep.

In the morning, LAN Shanhua suddenly called.

Xiaoxiao, I have good news for you. Yaya has woken up. She has woken up. Come to the hospital quickly. If it wasn't for Yaya, I would be the one in trouble, no matter what grudges you have with her. You're still blood-related sisters, and she's still your sister Yingluo."

"Oh Yingluo, she's my blood-related sister. "Dad, don't worry. I'll go see her Hanhan." Lan Xiao sneered and hung up the phone.

She did not expect LAN Muya to be so lucky to be fine.

This time, there was going to be more trouble.

Lan Xiao guessed that Liu Shan must have asked LAN Shanhua to make the call.