An Ning looked at the child's adorable red birthmark and lifted her own arm to show Yu Jingchen. "Look."
Sure enough, the shape, position, and color of An Ning and Qianqian's red birthmarks were the same; the only difference was their size.
Yu Ziqian looked at the two red birthmarks in the mirror and jumped up excitedly as if he had discovered a new continent. "Yeah, my mom and I have the same birthmark."
Yu Jingchen raised an eyebrow. "It seems you two really are mother and son by nature!"
An Ning found it hard to express the turmoil inside her. She looked up at Yu Jingchen in a panic. "Qianqian... Qianqian... is he really your and Miss Dong's child?"
He stared at her, his gaze becoming increasingly somber. "Otherwise, what did you think?"
"I thought…" A possibility swirled in An Ning's chest, and she almost blurted it out.
But upon reflection… it seemed unlikely.
Finally, she dismissed her own thoughts. "I must be overthinking it."
