Yu Feng, belatedly realizing his wife was right, hastily apologized and shut his mouth.
An Ning flashed a smile toward her father-in-law, unconcerned. "Dad, do you think so, too? I also feel like I resemble these pictures somewhat. Maybe it's fate, right?"
Yu Feng nodded vigorously. "Exactly, this shows that you and Qianqian do have a mother-son bond."
In her heart, An Ning further confirmed this, fate, it must be fate.
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Zhou Shiran couldn't stop her tears, pleading with An Jiancheng. "Jiancheng, you can't just ignore Xueqi..."
An Jiancheng was too disappointed in his daughter, so much so that he didn't even want to mention her. "What do you expect me to do? Do you know whom she has hurt? That's the daughter of the CEO of XX company. Do you know their background? Is it something I can handle?"
Zhou Shiran, wiping her cheeks with a tissue, said, "I know Vice President Qiao is formidable, but even being formidable, isn't he still not as high-ranking as Yu Jingchen?"