Lian Xinying hardly thought it over before shaking her head in refusal.
Even if one day, she no longer wanted the diamond ring, she would only return it.
"Baby, let Mommy put this on your neck; it's very important, and you mustn't lose it," Lian Xinying found a string, threaded the diamond ring onto it, and hung it around Xiaocheng's neck.
Wearing the diamond ring, Xiaocheng played in the room for a while before falling asleep where he had been playing.
Lian Xinying went over, picked him up, and put him to bed.
Looking at his sleeping face and the diamond ring on his neck, given by someone, she felt extremely conflicted.
In the blink of an eye, their child had grown this much.
The child resembled her a little, but within his spirit, one could still see the shadow of Yan Ye.
He had a bit of a temper and was quite brave, but when he was good, he was especially sensible.
