Last year on Xiaocheng's birthday, Lian Xinying didn't give him a gift because her grandfather had passed away at that time.
She was immersed in grief and couldn't extricate herself.
This year on Miaomiao's birthday, she started early to prepare a gift for the child.
Su Rong didn't tell her that the gift had aroused Yan Ye's suspicion.
If Su Rong had told her, she probably wouldn't be so calm right now.
Lian Xinying was lost in thought for a moment, and her hunger began to ache.
She suddenly snapped back to reality and looked at the time; it was already noon.
She hadn't eaten anything since morning, no wonder she was hungry.
Just as she walked towards the kitchen to prepare a meal, her phone rang.
Yesterday, she had exchanged phone numbers with Zhang Yi.
"Yingying, do you have time? I'd like to invite you for a meal," Zhang Yi's voice was cautious, showing that he was a bit nervous about being rejected.
