The patrol car had just brought Zhao Meilan and Song Yan to the entrance of the residential complex when the ambulance arrived.
Several medical staff hurriedly lifted Song Yan onto the ambulance.
"Eh, you mother and daughter again? Last time it was you, and now it's your daughter?"
"Dehydrated from heatstroke?"
"How do you even mother? Sure, it's great to love beauty, but you can't just throw your life away!"
"Look at what you've done to your child!"
"A perfectly healthy person running herself into dehydration!"
Tears streamed down Zhao Meilan's face as she sat by, the picture of aggrievement.
"Did she ask for this?"
Looking at the unconscious Song Yan, Zhao Meilan didn't think she had done anything wrong.
On the contrary, she felt that her daughter was weak; maybe if she had persisted a bit longer, she might have had the chance to meet the mysterious Young Master Ye from King's No. 1 Villa!
