You Are My Rare Passion

Ye Xingbei: "..."

have to.

Now it's not that the father and son are exaggerating each other, even Ling Yue is almost black.

Mr. Xiang patted Ling Yue's head, and then the little tree Miao'er's head, he couldn't put it down.

He looked at Ye Xingbei, smiled and said, "The two children are here with me, just rest assured, I will take good care of them."

Seeing that Mr. Xiang held Ling Yue so deeply in his heart, holding it for fear of falling, and holding it for fear of melting, Ye Xingbei didn't feel at ease.

They chatted a little more and left Xiang's house.

Mr. Gu has a special car, and he will go back to the compound after leaving Xiang's house.

Gu Jun looked at the time one by one.

It's past three.

He asked Ye Xingbei: "What time did you have an appointment with Yan Jingxue?"

Ye Xingbei also checked the time, "Six o'clock."

"It's still early," Gu Junzhu said, "Mrs. Gu, are you interested in visiting your dessert shop? The engineering team has already started work."

"So fast?" Ye Xingbei nodded: "Okay, then let's go and have a look!"

He knew it clearly, but he just started to decorate and couldn't see anything yet, yet Ye Xingbei couldn't help but feel joy and joy in his heart.

Gu Chi drove and soon arrived at the dessert shop under renovation.

Several decoration teams were working at the same time, working in full swing.

Ye Xingbei walked around in and out, compared the drawings, and made a few requirements, which the designer carefully wrote down.

This is a big customer, and they dare not be sloppy at all.

Ye Xingbei looked at everything before and after, satisfied, and walked out of the coffee shop.

She took Gu Junzhu's hand, stood on the side of the road, looked at the dessert shop under construction in front of her, and thought of six years ago, she stood on the street of Jiangcheng at midnight, looking at the cake in the window, the scene of the battle between heaven and man, her lips The horns couldn't help evoking a sweet arc.

In just six years, her life has undergone tremendous changes.

She went from a little homeless girl who couldn't even afford a piece of cake to a woman who was about to own one of the largest dessert shops in the country.

Thinking of cakes, she suddenly remembered the pile of cakes and desserts in her bedroom.

After breakfast in the morning, they shared a piece for dessert, but there were still plenty at home.

She turned to look at Gu Junzhu: "We and Xiaoyue Xiaoshu are not at home for dinner tonight, what about the desserts in our bedroom?"

"I'll let you sleep one more night in the sweet fragrance of the cake," Gu Junzhu said, "Eat a few more pieces tomorrow morning, and share the rest with the servants and bodyguards at home."

"Oh," Ye Xingbei asked, "It can't be broken, can it?"

"Of course," Gu Junzhu said, "the shelf life is three to seven days, and tomorrow is only the second day."

Ye Xingbei: "...So the cakes and desserts in our room were all made this morning?"

Gu Jun nodded, "Of course."

"Why?" Ye Xingbei opened his eyes wide: "There are so many cakes and desserts, what time do you have to start making them? Do dessert shops in Beijing open so early?"

Gu Junzhu smiled lightly, "Having money can make ghosts turn the millstone."

Ye Xingbei: "...I think you are rich and willful."

Gu Junzhu rubbed the back of her head with a smile, "To coax your wife, of course you have to spend some money. If you don't pay, there is no gain, right? You have to be willing to give up your children to trap wolves."

Ye Xingbei: "...you are the wolf!"

"Yes," Gu Junzhu nodded, "I'm a wolf...especially on the bed!"

"..." Ye Xingbei: "I have a sentence..."