Shen Qianshu could not fall asleep at night. Similarly, Zhong Ran almost smoked a whole pack of cigarettes. The hall was really quiet, and they were all waiting for news anxiously. Shen Qianshu could not imagine what Ye Ling was going through. Suddenly, Zhong Ran asked, "Miss Shen, have you seen the portrait of Madam?"
"Mmhmm!" Shen Qianshu was lost in thought.
Zhong Ran said, "Let me show you a picture of Master Ye."
An old photo was sent to Shen Qianshu's phone. Shen Qianshu's eyes widened. The person in the picture looked so much like Ye Ling and Ye Ling's mother. With a quick glance, it would seem as if the three of them looked exactly the same, but they all gave off different vibes and feelings.
"This…"
"Madam and Master Ye look almost the same."
"Is this a coincidence?" Shen Qianshu felt that this was too much information for her brain to handle. It was about to explode with all that information.
