You Are My Rare Passion

A man named Xin Cheng asked to see him?

Ye Xingbei stopped and looked at Gu Junzhu.

It should be Gu Junzhu's friend, right?

She doesn't know this man.

Gu Junzhu received her gaze and explained, "It's Yi Xinling's father."

"Oh," Ye Xingbei suddenly said, "Yi Xinling follows her mother's surname!"

"Please come in," Gu Junzhu ordered the housekeeper, and then said to Ye Xingbei: "I asked Xiao Chi to check it out last night. Xincheng is a nice person, with a decent style, and is upright. Otherwise, after his wife passed away, he Nor would he agree to his daughter taking the surname of his father-in-law's family."

"Oh." Ye Xingbei nodded and shrugged, "It's just that I didn't teach the child well."

"He is indeed responsible. After all, Yi Xinling is his daughter, but he is not responsible. The main responsibility is his father-in-law and mother-in-law," Gu Junzhu said: "His father-in-law and mother-in-law are Yi Xinling's mother and Yi Xinling's mother-in-law. After their mother died, they took advantage of their son-in-law's guilt towards their daughter to let Yi Xinling take the Yi family's surname, and wanted Yi Xinling to recruit a son-in-law when she grew up to inherit the incense of their Yi family.

Xin Cheng was busy with work, and they were also afraid that Yi Xinling and Xin Cheng would get in touch with each other too much, and when they grew up, they would change their minds and take Xin Cheng's surname, so they would not let Xin Cheng and Yi Xinling get in touch. "

Ye Xingbei tsk-tsk: "What a wonderful couple! Just like Yi Xinling, do you still want her to carry on the Yi family's family? Whether she can live to grow up or not is uncertain!"

"Young Master, Young Madam, Supervisor Xin has arrived." The steward led Xin Cheng in.

Behind Xin Cheng, Yi Xinling followed.

Compared to yesterday's arrogance and arrogance, today's Yi Xinling hid behind Xin Cheng, limping and trembling like a quail.

Yesterday, Mr. Yi lost control in a rage and beat her unconscious.

She was scared.

I'm really scared.

After all, she was just an eleven-year-old girl. Although she was spoiled and crooked, she was not so vicious.

She would use her fists to bring children who were weaker than her into submission.

Likewise, she would succumb to fists harder than her own.

When she woke up from the coma, her father came and sat beside her bed without saying a word.

Her father's cold gaze made her feel cold and trembling non-stop.

Later, her father had a violent fight with her grandparents.

The result after the quarrel was that she would move out of her grandparents' house and live with her father. Her grandparents would not allow her to see her again until her father thought it was okay.

Her grandfather turned pale with anger, and her grandmother wept bitterly.

But at the end of the quarrel, neither of them could keep her.

She was brought home by her father.

Her grandparents lived in a big villa, and her father only lived in a three-bedroom apartment.

Her grandparents' house had servants and bodyguards, but her father's house had nothing.

Her father said that in the future, her father will cook and she will do the laundry.

There are other things, as long as she can do it, she has to do it herself.

In just one night, she knew what it meant to fall from heaven to hell.

Compared with her previous days, she is like a daughter who has suddenly become a little maid.

In the past, at her grandfather's house, breakfast was cooked by a chef, with Chinese food and Western food in various styles.

But at her father's house, there are only porridge, side dishes and boiled eggs.

She couldn't eat, so her father took everything away and asked her to go to the kitchen to wash the pots and dishes.