"It's okay, I don't plan on remembering it forever." He Zhilan shook her head. "Brother, can you tell me about our child? Does he really look a lot like you? Are his eyes beautiful? Does he have any features that resemble mine?"
He Zhilan lowered her gaze and said, "Everyone who has seen him says the child looks especially like you."
"Of course, it's obvious they're father and son, as if they were carved from the same mold!" Lin Chan chimed in from the front, laughing. "He just doesn't show much expression, probably inherited from He Teng."
"She didn't ask you, so mind your words." He Dongxue rolled her eyes at Lin Chan. "It would be strange if a newborn had expressions on their face!" He Dongxue silently criticized Lin Chan in her mind. It was hard enough for He Zhilan to start talking, and she hoped she and her brother would talk more. She didn't want their relationship to fade because of the child. Lin Chan, that fool, was quick to interrupt.
