After receiving the message, Lian Xinying's emotions nearly spiraled out of control.
Who else would send her red roses on Valentine's Day, if not the man she loved the most?
Lian Xinying hurriedly bade farewell to Yan's father and, with her child in tow, dashed toward home.
All the way there, Lian Xinying was alternately crying and laughing, scaring Xiaocheng so much that he didn't dare to breathe loudly; eventually, he began to cry along with Lian Xinying.
He didn't know what was wrong with his mother and when he asked her, she didn't speak.
The look on his mother's face was terrifying.
Xiaocheng had never seen his mother like this before.
It was only when the car stopped at the door that Lian Xinying realized she had lost her composure.
Wiping her son's tears, she chided gently, "Silly boy, it's a holiday today, why are you crying?"
Xiaocheng's thoughts were in disarray, "Mom, you were the one who cried first!"
