Shi Jingfang turned her head to look at her daughter. "Haven't you noticed that Yunyi looks a bit like your aunt?"
Ye Wenhui thought for a moment. "You're right! Now that you mention it, I knew there was a sense of familiarity when I first saw Yunyi. If my aunt pulled back her bangs, she really would resemble Yunyi somewhat. But Yunyi is much prettier than my aunt, especially her skin. It's enough to make me die of envy; not a single pore in sight up close."
After she finished speaking, she added, "Just like my great-aunt. Both are that type of fair-skinned beauty."
Her words plunged Shi Jingfang even deeper into thought.
Ye Wenhui noticed her mother hadn't responded for a while. "Mom, what are you thinking about?" she asked.
Shi Jingfang shook her head. "Nothing, just some old memories coming to mind."
