Her heart seemed to be struck by something. Her eyes suddenly opened wide, kind of unbelievably.
She remembered that Mo Yixuan had never sent her flowers whether wedding anniversary, Valentine's Day or her birthday. She had hoped for it, but never realized it.
Now, what did he send her flowers for? Divorced for more than one year, they could never go back to the past.
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In the evening, He Xiyan once again took out her easel. In this castle, she needed not do anything, except to keep her baby Yuanyuan company every day. For the rest of the day, she would either sleep, read or draw pictures.
No need worrying about what to eat and what to wear, she was now just like a princess, spoiled by him. Since she was still in the high-risk period of the first three months during pregnancy, she would not go out and could only stay at home.
