You And Xiaxia Are Over (5)

No, they weren't identical.

An Xiaxia's face still had a childish look to it. Her facial features still had room to mature and she looked adorable in an adolescent way.

However, the woman in this painting was almost too beautiful to be desired and her face had a mesmerizing charm to it.

"Brother Ah Ze, here's the hangover cure…" Song Qingchen entered the room briskly. However, as soon as she saw the painting, she dropped the tray in her hands and it crashed to the floor, the liquid splashing everywhere.

Her face turned as pale as a piece of paper.

She had never expected to see "her" portrait in Mr. Song's room…

Sheng Yize fixed his intense gaze on the painting and slowly walked toward it.

There was a line of small text on the bottom of the painting.

It read "To: My friend Song Huan's wife," followed by a date.

Song Huan was Mr. Song's name.

Sheng Yize's finger shook and he looked shocked.