Lian Xinying had never slept as soundly as she did this afternoon.
Her feelings were incredibly strong.
There were a total of ninety-nine roses; Xiaocheng counted three times to arrive at that result.
The person who sent her ninety-nine roses was none other than Yan Ye.
She slept from noon straight through to three in the afternoon before waking up.
When she awoke, Xiaocheng had almost completely destroyed the roses.
He seemed still very tired, yawned, and asked lazily, "Mom, who sent you the flowers? I haven't given you any flowers yet!"
"Your father did!" Lian Xinying smiled and went through the greeting card several times over.
"Oh, Mom, I want to give you flowers too. Let's go buy some," Xiaocheng said as he deftly climbed out of bed to find his piggy bank.
He had money! He could buy flowers for mom!
Xiaocheng's money was given to him from time to time by Yan Ye.
All in one-yuan coins.
