Ou Lan eagerly picked up the phone to look at the photos of her daughter.
The little one was quietly sleeping in the incubator, with a face as delicate as carved jade, long eyelashes, and especially beautiful arched lines. Her small mouth was pouting, looking so cute that you'd just want to give her a kiss.
Zhan Moxiao had been by his little wife's side all the time and hadn't gone to see the child yet. As a father, he actually missed her a lot, so he came over to take a look as well.
He wrapped one arm around his little wife, holding her phone with the other hand, his actions very affectionate. Zhan Lingtao also snuggled by Ou Lan's side, repeatedly admiring the little sister he could never get enough of.
While looking at the photo, Ou Lan absentmindedly said, "Don't you guys think our little princess looks a lot like Prince Mu?"
Indeed, the little one did resemble Prince Mu a bit, well, quite a bit actually. Ou Lan wasn't lying.
