Chapter 521: Her Daughter Will Definitely Look Like Her

During her time working at Respected Majesty, she received roses from little Chale Cheney every day.

A different color each day, no repeats in a week.

Jasmine Yale didn't care about the roses that Sylvan Cheney bought and continued sipping her milk tea.

"Jasmine, don't you have anything to say to me?"

Sylvan Cheney was not used to this version of Jasmine Yale, not at all.

Jasmine Yale was blank, "Say what?"

They had fewer and fewer topics to talk about.

Seeing the indifferent light in her eyes, Sylvan Cheney's brows frowned slightly.

Just then, a little girl with big eyes and rosy cheeks passed by their table.

The little girl was biting her finger, eyeing Jasmine Yale's roses eagerly.

So beautiful!

Jasmine Yale noticed the little girl, turned her head with a smile, and pinched her little braid.

"Do you like this?" Jasmine Yale pointed at the rose.

"Yes." The little girl nodded shyly, speaking in baby-talk, "Nice, look."

"How old are you?"

"Two-years-old."