Roses?
Yin Shuiling looked at the rose that Little Bei Bei held in her cute little hands. When did he learn to gift flowers?
They'd known each other for 20 years now, and never gave her flowers even once.
He'd only taken her to watch a movie, and it was during the time that they were in Hong Kong, but then after that movie, he still profited from it. She did that…for him.
Hmph, who wanted his roses?
Yin Shuiling bent over and took the rose into her hands.
She placed her nose closer to the rose to take a whiff. It was so fragrant, just as if the rose had just been plucked, and it had a fresh fragrance of dew.
"Bei Bei, thank you, then… Did Uncle give you this flower and leave?"
"Yeah." Little Bei Bei nodded her head and said, "Uncle left."
Yin Shuiling stood up, and she toyed the rose in her hand before she walked over to the side of the window. She stretched her hand out to pull the curtains open.
