You Are My Rare Passion

The little guy has a firm will and will not follow through on death.

The little guy hugged Ye Xingbei's neck tightly, put his cheek against Ye Xingbei's, and squeezed his little body into Ye Xingbei's arms: "Little tree only wants a mother, not a mother!"

Yan Jingxue patted his little butt, looked at Ye Xingbei with envy on her face: "Beibei, I envy you so much, how did you raise a child, so caring, I really want one!"

Ye Xingbei kissed his son on the face, and said with a smile: "You are old enough, hurry up and get married. If you go fast, you will be a mother within a year."

"Damn!" Yan Jingxue spat: "Don't curse me! I haven't had enough of being single and aristocratic, so I don't want to find a man."

Ye Xingbei shrugged: "If you don't find a man, how can you have children? You can't have children yourself."

"Who said that?" Yan Jingxue sneered: "Aren't you just..."

Ye Xingbei quickly interrupted her: "Xiaoxue, is Grandpa Yan feeling better?"

"Ah...ah!" Yan Jingxue realized her slip of the tongue, and quickly said, "It's much better."

When she saw Ling Yue standing next to Ye Xingbei, her eyes lit up, "Beibei, who is this kid? Is it your relative? He's so handsome!"

The most beautiful little doll she has ever seen is the little sapling.

This child is no less than a small sapling, and his beautiful facial features are like a finely crafted jade doll.

Ye Xingbei introduced with a smile: "His name is Ling Yue, he is Xiao Shu's good friend, you can call him Xiao Yue."

Ye Xingbei patted Ling Yue's head: "Xiao Yue, she is Auntie Beibei's classmate, you can call her Auntie Xiaoxue in the future."

Ling Yue looked at Yan Jingxue and greeted him politely: "Hello, Aunt Xiaoxue."

"Don't!" Yan Jingxue waved her hands vigorously, "Call me Aunt Xiaoxue or Sister Xiaoxue, don't call me Aunt Xiaoxue! Calling Aunt Xiaoxue makes me old, I'm only eighteen this year!"

Ye Xingbei said to her, "You also said you were eighteen last year!"

The little sapling hugged Ye Xingbei's neck, twisted her face, and looked at her seriously: "I said eighteen the year before last! It's wrong to lie!"

Yan Jingxue: "..."

Ling Yue relieved her with understanding: "Hello, Aunt Xiaoxue."

"Good boy!" Yan Jingxue patted her body: "Auntie came out in a hurry and didn't bring a meeting gift. Later, Auntie will make it up for you."

She touched the cheeks of the two little guys one by one, "Go, go home with Auntie, Auntie's has a lot of delicious food, I'll give you all to eat!"

The little guy slipped down from Ye Xingbei's arms, led Ye Xingbei with one hand and Ling Yue with the other, and walked into the villa talking and laughing with Yan Jingxue.

Xue Nuo followed behind, carrying the gift.

Ye Xingbei wanted to have some private conversations with Yan Jingxue, so he coaxed Xiao Sapling and Ling Yue to follow Xue Nuo. She walked side by side with Yan Jingxue, and asked with concern, "How is Grandpa Yan?"

"It's much better," Yan Jingxue's smile faded, "It's just that I'm getting older...you understand."

Ye Xingbei nodded.

No matter how powerful a person is, they cannot escape life, old age, sickness and death.

Yan Jingxue said: "I plan to stay at home for a while this time and spend more time with grandpa. I'm afraid that if I go abroad again, if something happens to grandpa, I won't be able to come back. I will regret it for the rest of my life."

"Well," Ye Xingbei nodded, "I support you."

In this world, nothing is more important than loving your loved ones.

The life of the elderly is getting less and less every day, and company is the greatest filial piety.