In front of Yan Ye, Lian Xinying's courage and thick skin were much greater and thicker than usual.
After she said that sentence, Yan Ye looked at her with a profound gaze.
It was she who refused to marry him before; it was also she who left him.
Now, being so proactive, it was as if she had become a different person.
"Has your mother stopped managing you?" Doubt flickered in Yan Ye's eyes.
Previously, Su Rong had been so resolute; it was unlikely that her attitude changed so suddenly.
When Lian Xinying thought about this issue, she still felt somewhat troubled: "I argued with my mom. After you left, I haven't been in touch with her."
Whether Su Rong still interfered with her, she didn't know.
But she didn't want to lose Yan Ye.
Nor did she want her child to be without a father.
Even though she could raise the child on her own, Lian Xinying didn't want that.
In her son's heart, the father was always a towering mountain, a symbol.
