Chapter 1177: Drink Yourself, or Should I Feed You?

erything was in order before Fu Mo'han entered his bedroom. She would lie on the sofa and bury her head in sleep, sleeping or pretending to sleep if she couldn’t.Zhang Sao watched, nagging incessantly...t least not until she finds out the truth about her mother's death!A powerful resolve surged through him once more, and with the last of his strength, he croaked out, "Help! Is anyone there Help!"As s...