Since Ye Chuji had been saying it, it aroused his curiosity. Otherwise, he would not have come here. However, he really did not expect the resemblance to be so uncanny. This was simply his Rongrong! She looked exactly like her when she was a child.
"Rongrong," said Ye Jianguo, as he approached her and reached out his hand.
Yan Huan held her daughter tight, took a step back, and avoided his hand.
She turned around and took her daughter back into the room. Then, she closed the door securely and locked it.
Who's Rongrong? My Little Xunxun clearly looks like me. Even if Xunxun had to resemble her grandmother, it should be Yan Huan's mother instead. Her mother's surname was Yan, and not Ye. She was baffled, and pondered to herself. How does my daughter resemble Sun Yuhan's mother?
