Ruan Mengmeng's expression was one of great shock as she heard the child's loud cries.
She saw it clearly and didn't miss anything. There was actually a dark red birthmark on the child's snow-white back.
The birthmark was about the size of a baby's fist and was located on the back left of her waist.
On the other hand, her little chongchong, who had snow-like soft skin, did not have such a birthmark at all.
Ruan Mengmeng,"Yingluo."
It wasn't little chongchong, it really wasn't Yingluo.
It wasn't an error in the data or the test. Even if this child looked so much like her little chongchong, it was definitely not Yingluo.
Ruan Mengmeng's heart, which had been tense all this time, snapped at that moment.
She looked at the crying child in a daze. She saw his face turn red from crying, he cried so much that he was hiccuping. He cried so pitifully, but Qiu Ningning was unmoved.
