Young Ji-Won had yet to inherit his father's strong presence and piercing stare. Yet, even at that young age he had already inherited his mother's elegant and beautiful appearance. His face was slightly angular, with pale cheeks and thin lips.
But instead of looking cold and distant like the adult version, the young Ji-Won seemed rather warm and innocent. His lips were slightly curved as he smiled at the camera, the corners of his eyes narrowing a little in childish delight.
Su-Jin silently stared at the picture for a full minute as if in a trance. She simply couldn't believe her luck. Just a little while ago she was wondering what Ji-Won's parents looked like, and now she was able to see a picture of the entire family together.
Just then, the little girl's voice sounded from next to her, bringing Su-Jin out of her thoughts.
