Under that statement, Zhou Qing shivered involuntarily and quickly said, "He looks more like Brother Ning!"
In fact, Zhou Qing had carefully observed Zhou Ke.
It must be said, there was indeed some resemblance between their eyes and brows, as if they were carved from the same mold.
Though he thought this, when Zhou Weining brought it up, his heart felt somewhat panicked.
He couldn't help feeling guilty as a thief.
After all, the child really was his own flesh and blood.
"It seems the old saying is true, that a child will resemble whoever they first see when they open their eyes."
"Back when Yaqing was giving birth, we were all outside the ward. Although I saw the child first, he hadn't opened his eyes yet. Maybe by some twist of fate, he saw you first."
"So now, he's growing more and more to look like you."
Zhou Weining spoke to himself.
Zhou Qing dared not speak; he felt a chill running up his back, the coldness seeping up from the soles of his feet.
