Lu Youting picked up the photo frame and asked knowingly, "Who is this?"
Mentioning the girl in the photo, Ji Hong's entire face softened instantly. He picked up the frame, staring at the innocent and joyful girl with a blooming smile, his gaze gradually becoming blurred.
"She is Luoyun's biological mother, my youngest daughter, Ji Yuechi."
A trace of enigmatic darkness flickered through Lu Youting's icy eyes.
"The mother and daughter look quite alike."
It seemed as if Ji Hong had suddenly found a common topic with Lu Youting, and he began talking endlessly.
"Do you also think they look alike? That day, from the moment I saw Luoyun, I knew she was my granddaughter. Although her demeanor and temperament are unlike Yuechi's, her facial features are strikingly similar."
Lu Youting, who was initially about to leave, paused and stepped back.
He stared at Ji Hong intently, not missing a single expression.