Yan Ye's eyes grew deep as he took out the bunch of roses, which Lian Xinying only noticed then.
"Who sent these flowers?" Most of the time before this, Lian Xinying was consumed by pain.
She couldn't care less who brought what in.
Moreover, because she was in pain during the night as well, she now lacked a sense of day and night, perhaps dozing off drowsily after a while in pain.
"You don't know who sent them?" Yan Ye had not sent Lian Xinying any flowers.
After Lian Xinying gave birth to a daughter, Kim and Jian Yu had consecutive mishaps.
Lian Xinying looked at the flowers Yan Ye had brought over and shook her head with certainty: "I didn't see who brought the flowers in. My mother didn't tell me either."
Yan Ye's gaze became even more profound.
Daring to send roses to Lian Xinying was a provocation!
A challenge to Yan Ye!
Who didn't know that Lian Xinying was Yan Ye's fiancée by now?!
