You Are My Rare Passion

Ye Xingbei didn't care at all about being called a "little woman", as long as she could get benefits, it didn't matter whether she was a big woman or a small woman.

She nodded and said, "Tomorrow night is fine."

"Well," Gu Junzhu took out his mobile phone: "Then I will inform them and make a reservation tomorrow night."

He took out his phone to send messages in his group of friends.

On the other side, Ling Yue had already kneeled three times and kowtowed nine times.

Mr. Xiang personally wrote his name on the back of the family tree.

After finishing writing, Mr. Xiang took him by the hand and walked out of the ancestral hall, saying to the guests: "Starting today, Xiao Yue will officially become the heir of my Xiang family. Brothers and brothers, please help me in the future."

The guests expressed their congratulations one after another, and promised to help him take care of Ling Yue if they were needed in the future.

Next, the guests were allowed into the banquet hall.

At noon, the Xiang family will entertain all the guests who visited today.

Gu Junzhu and Ye Xingbei were naturally also on the banquet list.

The guests who came today, except for the two of them who are juniors, the rest are all Mr. Xiang's peers.

The two of them really didn't want to sit with a group of old people, so they took the young sapling and sat in the corner of the banquet hall, and the family of three occupied a table by themselves.

Ling Yue was the protagonist today, sitting at the head table with Mr. Xiang.

Sitting with Mr. Xiang, Mr. Gu, Mr. Li, Mr. Xie, and several old people that Ye Xingbei used to see on TV.

Ye Xingbei never dreamed that she would be able to sit and eat with so many famous people in her lifetime.

It's amazing to come across something like this.

Sometimes, it is more magical than dreaming.

Ling Yue sat beside Mr. Xiang, pouring tea and wine for all the old men.

He is only eight years old, yet he is calm and steady, and his every move seems to be eighteen or twenty-eight years old, which has attracted praises from all the old men.

Mr. Xiang smiled proudly and proudly, but he couldn't help but feel distressed in his heart.

Only children who are in a difficult situation and have an unhappy life will be forced to mature and grow up prematurely.

When he didn't see it, his grandson suffered too much to grow into the young and mature appearance he is now.

If possible, he would rather his grandson be as carefree as a young sapling, knowing nothing.

Ye Xingbei looked at Ling Yue, a small man sitting among a lot of big people, still with a sullen little face, expressionless, without a trace of timidity, the emotion in his heart was similar to that of Mr. Xiang.

She looked at Ling Yue, lost her mind for a while, thought of something, and asked Gu Junzhu softly: "Will Xiao Yue go back with us?"

The little tree seedling who has been working hard to fight against the delicious food suddenly raised his head when he heard this, looked at Ye Xingbei and said, "Brother Xiaoyue will of course go back with us! Why don't you go back?"

Ye Xingbei patted his little head, and explained softly: "Because this is brother Xiaoyue's home, just like Xiaoshu wants to live in his own home, brother Xiaoyue also lives in his home."

"No!" Little Shu Miao'er twisted her body coquettishly: "I want brother Xiaoyue, our home is brother Xiaoyue's home, I don't want brother Xiaoyue to stay here."

Ye Xingbei rubbed his little head to coax him, "Little tree, don't be self-willed! Each of us should be with our family. Grandpa Xiang is your brother Xiaoyue's grandfather and his relatives. He You should also live with Grandpa Xiang."