Kapitel 205: How Huge Was Du Xueyan's Trauma?

Song Ci tossed the medical record onto the table, got up, walked to the windowsill of the study, and sat down.

Song Ci drew the curtains and pushed open the glass window. Han Zhan heard the sound of the window being opened and glanced up.

Seeing Song Ci sitting on the windowsill, Han Zhan raised his brows and asked, "What's the matter, Baby Ci? You didn't find any book you liked?"

Song Ci shook her head.

Staring at Han Zhan's bright and handsome face, the face of that little boy in the photo surfaced in Song Ci's mind again. Song Ci's heart ached badly. She discreetly clenched her fists and smiled at Han Zhan. "Brother Han, who do you think our daughter will look like in future?"

Han Zhan replied without thinking. "Like you, of course."

"Why?"

"You're good-looking." Han Zhan was speaking the truth. He felt that girls should look like Song Ci.

"What about her character?"

Han Zhan replied, "It's good if she takes after you."