Ou Mucen saw this and couldn’t help but feel both annoyed and amused. Just as he was about to agree to go along with the idea, the receptionist at the front desk came over, "Mr. and Mrs., are you here to participate in the family event? That’s wonderful! Today we have a family star contest, and looking at how much your baby resembles his father, you’re sure to win the top prize."
The child... looks a lot like his father?
Ou Mucen lowered his head to look at Baozi...
Ye Ning also lifted her head to look at him...
It was a moment so still that one could hear a pin drop in the grand hotel lobby, with the two adults and one child standing there, staring blankly at one another. If one didn’t know why they were acting this way, they might have thought they were stuck.
Or perhaps, one might think it was a moment frozen in time; they were fixed in place as if immobilized.
The receptionist, seeing the trio unmoving, her eyes also traveled back and forth between the "father" and "son": "What’s up with these two? Are they looking into a mirror?"
Hearing this, Ye Ning finally snapped back to reality, and immediately, suppressing the pounding in her heart, she hurriedly picked up her son from the floor, "No, we..."
"Alright, let’s go with this then. Please take us to the private room," Mucen interrupted.
"Yes, sir, right this way please!"
The receptionist, delighted by his response, quickly led the man towards the elevator.
Ye Ning, trailing behind and startled, could only follow with her son in her arms...
She was genuinely shocked; she had never noticed before how much her son resembled this man, especially their eyes. Despite his young age, the way his brows furrowed and his impatient expressions were strikingly similar.
This was too bizarre!
How could this be? After raising him for so many years, she had failed to notice.
Ye Ning felt like she had seen a ghost, to be honest. Her son’s appearance had always resembled her own quite closely, something Lin Yebai and Xiaojin had also observed, saying they looked very much alike.
Therefore, for many years, she had never thought her son could resemble someone else as well.
But today, when the receptionist said Little Baozi looked like that man, and upon closer inspection, she was shocked to find they did share some similarities.
How could that be possible?
He wasn’t related to him in any way, was he?
Ye Ning’s heart was pounding fiercely as she carried her son over. She dared not look at the man walking in front anymore. Instead, she kept her head buried in her son’s small shoulder, her mind as chaotic as boiling porridge.
They arrived at the top floor, and the receptionist ushered the three to the reserved private room, then added, "Sir, please make yourselves comfortable inside. Shortly, our photographer will come to take a family portrait for you, okay?"
Upon hearing this, Ye Ning was about to object, but the man walking in front of her spoke up first, "Hmm, also bring his toys," Ou Mucen said.
"Of course, sir!" The receptionist left with a beaming smile.
Once the receptionist departed, the private room fell silent. Due to the astonishing realization from earlier, neither of them spoke. It was Ye Xiaobao who, upon seeing they had finally arrived, wriggled out of her embrace with his plump little body.
"Uncle, this place is so beautiful, and you can see the sea too! It’s even prettier than the last place we went to."