The face looked familiar, but I couldn't quite put my finger on who they resembled. The photo was taken from a distance, so even when zoomed in, the child's face wasn't particularly clear. The only obvious realization was—
Shi Su actually has such a small child with her?!
Whose child is this?
Jing Luozhou was still in the car, making an effort to enlarge the photo to closely examine the child's face, feeling like he had seen her somewhere before, but how could he have met a little girl who looked about four years old?
Out of nowhere, he suddenly remembered that when they were little, his brother had such a cute round face until he was about five or six. As Jing Jihan grew older, that adorable roundness faded away, and he became not only more handsome but also increasingly aloof and unapproachable. However, Jing Luozhou was so young back then that his memories of young Jing Jihan were really vague.
