It gazed at her with a pair of innocent eyes, looking quite pitiable.
If it hadn't been for Gu Yixuan last night, it might have died.
Forget it, for the puppy's sake, I'll give him one more chance.
"Gu Yixuan, I'm asking you one more time, are you going to drink it or not? If not, I'll pour it out!" Mo Ran made her final declaration.
Gu Yixuan had already fallen into a comatose sleep, so her words weren't very clear to him.
See, he just wants to die!
Better off dead!
Mo Ran, fuming, turned and walked away. She poured all the ginger soup down the sink, even if he wanted to drink it, she wouldn't let him have any!
She had tried her best, after all, it's not like she was standing by and watching him die. When the child asked how their father died, she would just say that he was stubborn to the end!
Mo Ran decided she really wouldn't care about whether he lived or died; she went downstairs to watch TV.
Why are all the TV shows so boring?
