"This... this..." Old Madam Wun stood up directly, pointing at the photo, her fingers trembling.
Wun Qing said, "Grandma, look, don't you think she looks more like Uncle?"
There are many photos of Uncle at home, he grew up looking at those pictures.
So when he saw Chuzheng, he immediately felt the two were very similar; if placed together, no one would suspect they weren't father and daughter.
Old Madam Wun was somewhat agitated and grabbed Wun Qing asking, "Who... who is she? Where is she? Why didn't you bring her back?"
A string of questions from Old Madam Wun left Wun Qing unsure which one to answer.
He hadn't had much interaction with Chuzheng.
Moreover, he felt the girl was very opinionated, generous, and not short on money; she might not need the identity of being part of the Wun Family.
It wasn't like he could just go up to her and say: I think you look a lot like my long-lost sister. Would you come with me for a gene test?
