You Are My Rare Passion

After speaking, he hung up the phone.

After answering Ye Xingli's call, Ye Xingbei's mood improved a lot.

After all, she is not too much of a failure in life. Two brothers, at least one of them is wholeheartedly

love her.

She looked at the time, "Shall we go back? Go back and deal with the following matters at hand, and go to Country Y the day after tomorrow to find Shi Qianying to settle the score!"

She clenched her fists, full of energy: "I will take Yu Nuo with me, let Yu Nuo do it myself, and get back double the pain she inflicted on Yu Nuo!"

*

Two days later, Gu Junzhu and Ye Xingbei arrived in country Y with two little guys, Qiao Zui, Fang Yao, Xue Nuo, Yu Nuo, and a team of bodyguards.

Just as Gu Junzhu guessed, the little sapling was very excited when he learned that he could travel with his parents.

He grew up in country Y. After arriving in country Y, he sat in the car, held Ling Yue's hand, and introduced the scenery of country Y to Ling Yue with great interest.

Ye Xingbei asked Gu Junzhu: "Shall we stay in a hotel?"

She will definitely not go back to Ye's house.

She doesn't want to see Ye Xinglan yet.

"No," Gu Junzhu said, "I have a manor here."

Ye Xingbei: "...what?"

"Lavender Manor, Gu's owns a cosmetics company that grows lavender to provide raw materials for cosmetics such as perfume," Gu Junzhu pursed his lips: "Now is the season for lavender to bloom, and we are lucky."

Ye Xingbei: "..."

She doesn't envy, she doesn't envy, she doesn't envy at all.

She took out all her savings and could buy one!

More than an hour later, the car drove into a beautiful manor.

The little sapling screamed again and again: "Wow, it's so beautiful! Brother Xiaoyue, look, look, the lavender field! Does it look like a sea of ​​flowers?"

Ling Yue nodded seriously: "Yes, very beautiful."

The small lavender flowers sway in the wind, like waves, undulating.

The elegant fragrance floats in the nose so far away.

The gentle fragrance of Qingyuan is not like ordinary fragrant flowers, it is so strong that it seems to overwhelm people, but a long-lasting cold fragrance, like the faint moonlight after autumn, giving people a sense of tranquility.

He looked sideways out of the window, and Ye Xingbei's eyes fell on his left face.

The little golden boy who was originally carved in powder and jade had a long scar on his delicate and flawless left face.

Although the best medicine has been used, it still doesn't help.

It's like a peerless and famous painting of extreme beauty, which has been heavily painted with a stroke of thick ink, which makes people regretful.

Ye Xingbei consulted a plastic surgeon, and after a few scar removal operations, the shallower scars will disappear, and the most severely injured place around the corner of the eye, because a piece of flesh was cut off, it may not be easy to recover.

The doctor didn't say that he was definitely not going to get better, but Ye Xingbei knew from the doctor's expression that there must be little hope.

Every time he saw that scar, Ye Xingbei's heart would twitch with pain.

Ling Yue didn't care, as if the scar didn't grow on his face.

He acted so free and easy, Ye Xingbei could only pretend nothing had happened.

If the scar doesn't heal, I don't know if the child will still be as indifferent as he is now when he grows up.

After all, there are too few people in this world who don't care about their appearance.

She was thinking wildly when the car stopped.

Several people got out of the car, and the butler greeted them.

Ye Xingbei soon enjoyed caring care that was no less caring than that of the Gu Family Villa in Jiangcheng and the Gu Family Villa in Beijing.

After taking a shower, changing clothes, and eating something, Gu Junzhu said to Ye Xingbei: "Let's go, I'll take you to see something."