Chi Xiaoyu had just turned around when Xiao Tian pounced on her for a hug.
The two shared a solid embrace.
Xiao Tian still smelled sweetly of milk, a comforting and secure aroma.
As she held him, it felt as if she possessed the whole world.
"Xiao Tian, come, let me take a good look at you..."
"Can your eyes see now?"
"Yep!"
"That's great, you can finally see how handsome I am!"
Xiao Tian said somewhat smugly.
Chi Xiaoyu cradled Xiao Tian's cheeks, carefully and repeatedly examining him.
He was even cuter than she had imagined, and his facial features still bore a strong resemblance to Yeh Cangqiong's; father and son were nearly identical.
Only, Yeh Cangqiong had a cold demeanor whereas Xiao Tian was the cute baby-fat version.
Her eyes shone brighter.
"Am I handsome?" Xiao Tian put his finger on his chin and struck a cool pose.
Chi Xiaoyu laughed at his antics, "Handsome!"
"Who's more handsome, me or my dad?"
