An Ning felt that her mother really missed her brother too much. "Mom, how could Qianqian possibly look a lot like brother? You should stop overthinking it."
Cheng Yujie glanced at her daughter. "You don't believe it? Take a closer look."
She lifted Qianqian's little chin.
Qianqian didn't understand who they were saying he resembled, looking utterly perplexed with his big eyes.
An Ning looked over, Qianqian's face shape was just like Yu Jingchen's, with deep contours and prominent features.
But upon scrutinizing the child's features, she indeed sensed a bit of her brother in him, yet it couldn't be said that he didn't resemble Yu Jingchen, a very strange feeling. "He does look a bit like him, but not completely!"
Cheng Yujie said carefully, "Don't you think his eyes are very much like your brother's, and the forehead too?"
An Ning looked again, and indeed, the more she looked, the more he resembled her brother. "Somewhat."