Mrs. Fu smiled and replied happily, "Hah!"
Then she gave her a hug.
"Oh yes, I brought the pictures."
Gu Weiwei did not know what to say, so she brought out the pictures.
Mrs. Fu took them, glanced over the pictures and brought them over to Fu Shengying and the Old Lady, who were in the living room.
"They did a good job."
"This one is not bad either."
"This one is good, it has a very good background."
…
The three of them put on their glasses and looked at the pictures one by one.
Fu Shiyi and Fu Shiqin had followed her to take the pictures, so they were not interested in seeing them.
Fu Shengying smiled at Mrs. Fu.
"In this picture, does this still look like your son?"
His eldest son, who had had a cold personality since he was a child, looked like a completely different person in the picture. His expression and eyes were so gentle that it was unbelievable.
"Not your son?" Mrs. Fu glared back.
