"Yunzhu, this child is really good-looking," Xu Yingying remarked as she scrutinized the little baby carefully and complimented her.
Which woman wouldn't want her child to be praised? Ye Yunzhu, being a new mother, was naturally no different. But she modestly responded with a laugh, "She's still so little—how can you tell whether she's pretty or not?"
"I'm serious, look at her eyes—they're so much like yours! And this little mouth is also exactly like yours. When she grows up, she'll surely be heartbreaker material. Hey, but this nose doesn't quite look like yours."
Although everyone watched the little baby every day, nobody had inspected the child as closely as Xu Yingying had, nor had they studied who the child really resembled. Hearing Xu Yingying say this, they all became curious and began to look closely. And sure enough, just as Xu Yingying had said, the child's eyes and nose were very much like Ye Yunzhu's.
"Yes, yes, she really does look alike, so cute."