C412 Knowing the Face of Others but Not Their Hearts!

Lan Ling'er let out a sigh as she cradled Youmeng in her arms, leaning back against the bed cushion. She carefully scooped up a spoonful of porridge, cooled it with a gentle blow, and brought it to Youmeng's lips. Youmeng's eyes widened as she stubbornly turned her head away.

"You can't just refuse to eat or drink," Lan Ling'er implored. "I spoke to the police officer last night