Looking at her mother-in-law's smiling face, Song Ci smiled. "Actually, your mother's manner is very similar to my mother's. Some people will believe that they are sisters."
A question rolled out of Han Zhan's throat. "Do they look alike?"
"Mmm, you haven't seen my mother when she was still alive. If you have, you will know how similar they look when they smile." Song Ci didn't stare at her mother-in-law's photo for too long. She continued to flip through the photos, hoping to find the way Han Zhan looked in his military uniform.
Han Zhan stood behind the swing and stared at the blooming rose in front of Song Ci in a daze.
Song Ci's exclamation drew Han Zhan's attention back.
"Brother Han, you look so handsome in military uniform!"
