You Are My Rare Passion

"Xiaoxue," Ye Xingbei said, "She asked you to ask Han Zuo if he has time tomorrow night. The four of us have dinner together. She said that she asked Han Zuo tonight, and Han Zuo said he didn't have time."

"Han Zuo really doesn't have time tonight," Gu Junzhu said, "He has entertainment tonight."

His body can't drink, and he doesn't bother to make a fuss at the wine table, so he seldom goes to the entertainment in the mall, and Han Zuo and Yu Mo go on his behalf.

"Oh, that's good. I thought he had no feelings for Xiaoxue and didn't want to have dinner with Xiaoxue." Ye Xingbei felt a little relieved.

Gu Junzhu rubbed the back of her head, "Don't worry too much. The master leads the door, and the cultivation is up to the individual. What happens to them in the future depends on their own fate. It's useless for you to worry about it."

Ye Xingbei laughed, "Master led us in, can practice be used in this way on a personal level?"

Gu Junzhu raised his eyebrows: "Why can't it be used, don't you think it's very appropriate?"

Ye Xingbei thought for a while, then nodded, "Okay, it's quite appropriate."

Gu Junzhu rubbed the back of her head again, "Okay, stop thinking about it and go to sleep."

*

When she woke up the next morning, Gu Junzhu was no longer by her side.

Looking at the time, she can still lie down for a while.

After staying in bed for a while, she got up, washed, changed her clothes and went downstairs.

In the living room, Mr. Gu was sitting at the coffee table talking with Gu Junzhu, Qiao Zui, and Mi Sheng.

Seeing her coming downstairs, Mr. Gu greeted her with a smile: "Beibei, you came just in time, and there is good news."

Ye Xingbei likes to hear good news the most.

She called "Dad" and sat down beside Gu Junzhu.

Mr. Gu said cheerfully, "Didn't I count Xiaomi and Ah Zui as a good day to get married? I just called back and not only gave a wedding date, but also a date for engagement."

"Really?" Ye Xingbei hurriedly asked very appreciatively: "What date is it set?"

"The day of marriage is one month later," Mr. Gu said with a smile, "One month is fine. Xiaomi is pregnant. The sooner you get married, the better. One month is just enough for us to prepare well and hold a grand ceremony for Xiaomi and Ah Zui." The wedding shouldn't be too hasty, I've wronged Xiaomi. But the engagement date is a bit tight, and the other party said the day after tomorrow will be a good day, and I'm asking Xiaomi if her parents think the time is too rushed."

"Grandpa who won't," Mi Sheng said, "It's just an engagement. It's fine for the two families to have a meal together, any time is fine."

"Yes, grandpa," Qiao Zui said, "Xiaomi's father is very satisfied with our marriage. I will discuss it with him later, and it will be fine."

The whole family reported good news but not bad news.

No one told Mr. Gu about the unhappiness at Mi's house.

However, several people did not eat at Mi's house that day, and Mr. Gu also guessed what might be going on, not just as simple as Mi Sheng's pregnancy.

But he is a transparent and open-minded old man, since the juniors don't say anything, it means that the problem can be solved by themselves, and he doesn't want him to know, so he just pretends to be confused and doesn't ask anything.

Seeing that both Mi Sheng and Qiao Zui said it was okay, he nodded with a smile, and looked at Gu Junzhu: "Xiao Zhu, you call Mi Sheng's father and tell him personally, if he is dissatisfied, I'll talk to him later."

In terms of seniority, he is a generation higher than Mi Sheng's father.

In terms of status, he is several ranks higher than Mi Sheng's father.

Even if Mi Sheng's father is dissatisfied with such a hasty engagement, he should give him a three-pointer.