Qin Sui'an loved the painting very much, reluctant to let go. Afraid of dirtying it, she gently touched her image in the painting as if it were in the air. She couldn't contain her joy, her sweet voice expressing her happiness, "Ann loves it so much!"
Qin Haochen couldn't help but smile, deeply moved by her adorable actions. He gently held her tiny wrist, guiding her to touch the image of herself in the painting boldly. "Ann, the painting is framed with protective glass, so it won't get dirty or damaged."
Hearing her father's words, Qin Sui'an carefully touched the painting and indeed felt the transparent protective layer. She was overjoyed, continuously touching the image of herself through the protective frame, happily saying, "Daddy, does Ann look exactly like this painting?"
Qin Haochen's smile widened gradually. He nodded gently, patiently responding to her, "Yes, Ann looks exactly like the little one in this painting, even cuter than the one in the painting."