Shen Chaoxi praised the child a few times, saying the baby looked like her aunt, but Zhong Shuoxi was a bit jealous and insisted that the baby looked most like him.
Su Tian had a long labor, and her face still looked pale as she lay in the bed with a faint smile.
"Saying the baby looks like Lili is the same as saying she looks like you. Why argue about it? Xixi, don't listen to him. I also think she resembles Lili. It would be great if she grows up to be as pretty as her aunt!"
Shang Zhuoming ran over from the crib and, looking up, said, "Sister is so pretty, prettier than brother!"
Zhong Shuoxi loved hearing this. Compliments about his daughter made him even happier than compliments about himself, and he lifted the little one high up.
Shang Zhuoming giggled with delight, as being lifted high by daddy was his favorite thing when at home.
The two of them made such a racket that they started to upset the little girl in the cradle, and she began to cry.