"Thank you!"
When the bright red bouquet of roses was presented to her, Yin Hehe reached out to take it, and her pale face seemed to be tinted with a bit of color by the fiery hue.
Sheng Siyuan stood somewhat awkwardly.
"You're welcome, how are you feeling today? Are you still uncomfortable?"
"A lot better."
Yin Hehe looked down at the bouquet and revealed a faint smile.
Sheng Siyuan's mood instantly lifted to its peak.
They had never really had such a calm and amicable conversation before, putting aside all guards, all barriers—such an atmosphere was truly comfortable.
Sheng Siyuan felt much less embarrassed, he took out his cell phone, found the videos of the children which he had previously recorded, and handed it to the woman.
"The kids are all very concerned about you. I was worried that a call might reveal your true condition, so I recorded these videos for you to watch."
"Okay."
