Wen Xue felt a little down. "But the person you love most is Mommy."

"Yes." Eleven kissed her cheek. "Eleven's favorite person is Mommy, and then it's Sister Wanwan."

Wen Xue felt a little better, but the more she thought about it, the more uneasy she felt.

Although Shiyi is mischievous and has a much more cheerful personality than Zhan Jingting, he rarely gets this close to anyone, let alone someone he has only known for a few days.

But he liked Qiao Wanwan so much, so she couldn't help but feel disappointed.

"Mommy, I have a secret to tell you," Eleven said mysteriously. "I heard Aunt Zheng say that I look like Sister Wanwan. Don't we have a special connection?"

“How could you possibly resemble her?” Wen Xue said, both amused and exasperated. “You were born from Mommy’s ten months of pregnancy, so you should resemble Mommy.”

She stroked Eleven's eyebrows and eyes, "But you look exactly like your daddy, not a single part of you resembles your mommy."

"Eleven's personality is like her mommy's, that's why she's so cute. Daddy isn't cute at all, he's not likable at all!"

Wen Xue was immediately touched. "Son, you are truly Mommy's little angel."

"Um!"

Wen Xue gently patted his back, "Go to sleep. The doctor said you need to rest more and think less right now."

"good."

Eleven obediently closed her eyes.

Holding her son in her arms, Wen Xue felt that all her troubles would disappear just by looking at his face.

The next second, as if she suddenly sensed something was wrong, she frowned!

She felt that Eleven's nose and mouth did indeed resemble Qiao Wanwan's!