Adorable baby one plus one dad is better than kneeling

"Father, Shangguan Yiran is a mentally disabled person. Le'er has such a good personality, so don't forget about his house." Ji Ziruo's voice came from the stairs, and beside her was Ye Weiwei in a white chiffon dress.

At this moment, Ye Weiwei's curly hair was pouring down, just falling on both sides of Buying's slender waist. When viewed from the side, she looked like a goddess in an oil painting.

Especially... like the goddess in Ji's oil painting.

"Ms. Iris?" Patriarch Ji looked at Ye Weiwei, lost his mind for a moment, and read out such a name softly.

Ye Weiwei turned her head to look at Patriarch Ji when she heard that, her bright eyes were clear and pure, as if they were the most beautiful stars in the night sky.

Master Ji couldn't even hold the pipe in his hand, it just slipped off.

He couldn't help walking towards Ye Weiwei, and said as he walked, "Like, it's really too similar."

It was the first time Ji Ziruo saw her father's reaction like this, and asked curiously: "Father, who do you look like? Who does my baby Weiwei look like?"

"Madame Iris." Patriarch Ji replied.

"Isn't it?" Ji Ziruo's pupils widened suddenly, with an expression of disbelief, she held Ye Weiwei's hand, looked at her face carefully, tilted her head, tilted her head, tilted her head again, "No, Mrs. Iris That face was old then, they didn't look like that."

"Like, I saw Mrs. Iris when I was young." Patriarch Ji looked at Ye Weiwei's face, with his lips raised upwards, as if he had returned to when he was a child, "Ms. Iris is my grandfather's favorite woman, At that time, she was as perfect as a goddess, and most of the oil paintings in the library at home were of her."

"Really? Then I'm going to check it out! You guys are waiting for me!" If Ji Zi belongs to the action group, and he heard that it sounds like him, he must confirm it immediately.

Patriarch Ji was made speechless by his daughter's state. He rubbed the center of his brows, sighed softly, and said, "Okay, okay, just go and see!"

After finishing the words, he gave the housekeeper a wink, and the housekeeper immediately led people to follow.

The library is full of treasures, some of which are even cultural relics. Patriarch Ji is afraid that this daughter will be ruined by him if she is in a hurry.

In less than half an hour, Ji Ziruo came out carrying a huge oil painting. She wanted to prove that she was capable, so she had to carry it herself.

Then the moment she put down the oil painting, everyone was looking at the woman on the oil painting.

The original painting by Klein, the major oil painting of the year, called the Light of the Morning Sun, is a picture of Mrs. Iris in a white dress holding a bouquet of white roses and walking on a country road.

The scenery is beautiful, and the people in the painting are even more beautiful.

It is worth mentioning that Mrs. Iris' pupils are also purple-black.

That face is 80.00% similar to Ye Weiwei's.

"It really seems that Weiwei is more beautiful now, but the bones are there, and there is not much change." Ji Ziruo sighed.

People from many years ago actually look like Ye Weiwei.

"Weiwei." Xiao Jinghan said in a low voice when he saw the woman's face in the oil painting, his deep eyes suddenly sank.

Ye Weiwei was a little shocked at the moment, she took out the photo of her ID card and handed it to Ji Ziruo, "This is my previous face."

Ji Ziruo took it, looked down, and immediately exclaimed in the next second, "There is such a coincidence that they are exactly the same! It's amazing, Dad, are we related to Weiwei?"