Three years after his death, he thought of me.
Because his liver failed, Bai Yueguang needed a second transplant.
He couldn't find me and went to his son's kindergarten.
But I found that my son stopped going to school a long time ago.
"Guoguo's child died three years ago? I heard that his father didn't pay for his medical treatment and raised his mistress outside. He was only five years old when he died... Oh, how pitiful."
He just chuckled. He had always called Guoguo a bastard. He was naturally happy when Guoguo died.
"Tell his mother for me that I have something to ask her about and I must see her within a week!"
The teacher was stunned for a moment and asked, "You didn't know? Guoguo's mother also passed away."