Chu Xiaoqi was in her school uniform.
As it was the winter season, everyone was wearing long pants, with both boys and girls wearing the same clothes.
Chu Xiaoqi's hair was tied up into a ponytail, and the top of her head appeared a little convex as well. At one glance, she really looked the same as the Bai Family's second child from over 40 years ago.
Matriarch Bai went into a stupor. She felt as if she had returned to those days. As her eldest son was personally nurtured by Old Master Bai, she could only give all her love to her second son.
Every time she missed her eldest son, the young child would reach out his chubby little hands to wipe off her tears. "Mommy, don't cry. I'll definitely not be like my elder brother. I won't do well in life and will just stay by your side!"
Matriarch Bai was amused by his words, but she lectured him, "That won't do. You're so smart, so how can you not do well in life?"
