"What's wrong, baby?"
Lin Shu hurried towards the crying Tangyuan, tenderly picking her up and gently wiping away her tears.
"Mommy."
Seeing Lin Shu return, Tangyuan cried even harder.
She had spent over an hour this afternoon, thoughtfully making a dried flower for her mother, only for it to be accidentally knocked to the ground and broken by a careless servant.
Tangyuan pointed to the broken pieces on the ground, looking aggrieved.
"Mommy, this is the flower I made for you."
The servant standing by had a flushed face and bowed head.
"I'm sorry, Miss Lin, I didn't do it on purpose."
"It's okay, you can go back to your work."
"Thank you, Miss Lin. Thank you, Miss Lin."
The servant quickly left the living room.
Lin Shu held Tangyuan in her arms.
"It doesn't matter, baby, next time Mommy will make a dried flower with you."
Tangyuan still felt upset, but to cheer her up quickly, Lin Shu took her to the backyard and picked a bunch of fresh flowers.