"I always feel like her face resembles someone I've seen before, but I can't remember who that is," he said.
Wenyan looked at Shen Jinghe, trying to find a resonance with him.
Shen Jinghe didn't disappoint her, "You're talking about Second Uncle, aren't you? I think she does bear some resemblance to him."
"Second Uncle?" ... Wenyan furrowed her brow; this touched upon the blind spots in her memory.
"Yes, Second Uncle, haven't you met him? Mother's second brother. But wait, if you haven't met him, how could you recognize her as someone you remember at first glance?"
"That makes sense!" Wenyan thought hard, "I remember now! Mom took me to attend my cousin's birthday banquet, and I met Second Uncle there. Mom even asked me to go over and greet him."
"That's right. There are plenty of people in the world who look alike. It's not strange at all."
"Yes!" Wenyan nodded.
Who says no? Didn't that fake Shen Zhirou look like Su Yang? And in the end, it was nothing.
