Xu Lan looked at the child in He Mei's arms and then at Xia Yue. She said disdainfully, "You should at least find a child who looks like Xia Zhe. Look at the one in your arms, does he even look like Xia Zhe? Then take a look at my third grandson! His eyebrows and eyes look exactly like Xia Zhe! What else do you have to say?"
"This child may end up looking more like me! Who says that a child must always resemble the father!" He Mei said stubbornly.
She had already realized that this child did not look like Xia Zhe at all. Xia Zhe was a handsome man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, but the child in her arms had curved willowy eyebrows and small eyes. In fact, he also did not look like her at all. She did not know who this child looked like. Could it be a genetic mutation?
