Two people who have the same birthday and look exactly the same on the same birthday, why are they not related by blood?

Ye Weilan walked out of Ye Yan's room in a huff and slowly moved to the dining table: "Qi Ye." ”

Qi Meiren looked up at her.

"I just recognized myself with a sister."

Qi Ye nodded: "And then?" ”

"Ye Yan's birthday is the same day as mine," Ye Weilan looked at him with clear eyes: "Is this too much coincidence?" ”

Qi Ye leaned back lazily: "Lan, your birthday was set by your mother according to the day she picked you up." ”

In other words, what is her real birthday, it's still a mystery.

Ye Weilan pursed her lips and sat in his arms: "Qi Ye, I think Ye Yan is not just a sister to help Yi Sa, I like her This is the main reason, if Ye Yan is unwilling at that time, can we ......"

"After helping what we can help, the rest depends on the creation of the two of them." Qi Ye pinched the tip of her nose.

Ye Weilan thought about it, and this is also the reason, she stood up with a smile: "It's cold, I'll go and send Xiaoxue a dress." ”

Qi Ye lifted his eyelids and glanced at her.

Miss Ye raised her hand and swore: "Husband, I promise to keep to myself and never cheat!" ”

Qi Ye was amused by his daughter-in-law: "Go ahead, remember to wear thicker." ”

Ye Weilan kissed him with a smile, walked into the room to change into a coat, and sent two of his own clothes to Ye Yan, and went out with Xiaoxue's clothes.

The temperature in October will drop as soon as it is said, the sun is shining in the morning, and the cold wind gusts in the afternoon.

Ye Weilan hugged Xiaoxue's plush down jacket, thinking that the little girl was getting taller, and this dress would soon be changed again.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, a sharp woman's voice pinned her steps.

This voice is a little familiar, Ye Weilan just heard it yesterday, she turned her eyes to look, and sure enough, she saw a group of people by the flower bed not far away.

It was the old woman who had ordered her to see Lady Camilla yesterday.

Ye Weilan didn't look at the woman, but looked at the woman sitting on the chair beside her.

In her imagination, Lady Camilla should be a fierce and assertive old woman, but in fact, she looked like a kind old lady, with silver hair combed into a beautiful bun, not many wrinkles on her face, extravagant and elegant, if it were not for those eyes that were very scrutinizing, it would almost make people think that she was just an ordinary old lady.

Ye Weilan smiled expressionlessly, if you can't invite her, will you come to block her?

It is very sad that His Holiness the Pope's mother has been reduced to this point.

Her beautiful face made no secret of her pleasure and disdain.

As she looked at Lady Camilla, the other looked at her.

The first time she saw this girl, she almost thought that the woman who had been around for more than twenty years was back, they were so similar, even the soft and beautiful smiles were the same.

But soon, she overturned that idea.

Because the way this woman looked at her, cold, sharp, and hateful, it was all looking at the eyes of the enemy.

Lady Camilla was instantly sure that she was not like her mother, that weak and beautiful woman, and that she would never have such a look.

She has always been submissive and gentle in front of her.