Su Wan couldn't help but ask Luo Xiuxiu for the photo album and flipped through it page by page.
The more she looked at it, the more frightened she became.
Without a doubt, this was the photo album of Xuecheng when he was young. It recorded every detail of Xuecheng from the moment he was born.
After all, parents liked to record their children, so it wasn't strange for them to have this photo album.
But the main point was, how could Qiran… be so similar to Jiang Xuecheng?
Su Wan's heart was pounding non-stop, and even her palms were sweating profusely.
She kept feeling as if someone was gripping her heart and pulling it forcefully. An indescribable sense of shock invaded her entire body.
Su Wan seemed to have been possessed.
"Why does even the outline look so similar…"
Su Wan mumbled softly. She thought her voice was very soft, but it still fell into the ears of the people present.
