She looked down.
Everyone in the Ye family had an extraordinary appearance.
She was actually a bit curious, what did this Third Uncle of the Ye family look like.
The photo was obviously frequently viewed, as the edges were yellowed. It was a full-body shot taken in front of Tiananmen.
He was wearing a school uniform, still looking like he was in high school, with delicate and handsome features that gave a good impression at first glance.
But, after all, that photo was taken twenty or even thirty years ago, so you could only see the general features, not the specific facial details.
The person's face was youthful and not yet fully grown, yet Xu Qiaoqiao found it very familiar.
She couldn't help but take a few more glances.
That familiar feeling became even stronger.
While she was pondering, she heard Grandma Ye speaking: "Your third uncle looks good, doesn't he? He is the best-looking among the brothers in the family!"
