You Are My Rare Passion

The little sapling rushed forward crying and bumped his head on the security guard.

The security guard was staggered by the little sapling, and just about to turn around to see what happened, the little sapling hugged his hand holding the electric baton, opened his mouth and bit hard to scare him off.

The security guard screamed in pain, let go of his hand, and the electric baton fell to the ground.

He shook his hand vigorously in pain, and the young sapling was thrown out by him heavily.

The little sapling staggered back a few steps, and just when it was about to fall to the ground, it was taken into its arms by a pair of powerful arms.

Gu Junzhu used both arms to hug the young sapling into his arms, and ordered coldly: "Hit!"

Gu Chi led two bodyguards, like wolves into a herd of sheep, and within a short while, beat up more than twenty armed security guards.

Outside the window, a piercing siren sounded.

The law and order in the capital has always been good. When such a large-scale brawl happened, some guests called the police, and the police patrolling the streets quickly dispatched and arrived.

Meanwhile, the manager of the hotel is belatedly arriving.

Seeing Gu Junzhu standing coldly and proudly among the wounded lying on the ground crying, the hotel manager turned pale and almost knelt down, "Five, five, five, five?"

Gu Junzhu glanced at him coldly, handed the sapling to Gu Chi, knelt down, helped Ye Xingbei into his arms, and asked with a frown, "How is it?"

Ye Xingbei shook his head: "It's fine."

Gu Jun looked her up and down: "Have you suffered a loss?"

Ye Xingbei shook his head: "No."

"Yes!" Crying, the little sapling got out of Gu Chi's arms and threw herself into Ye Xingbei's arms, hugging Ye Xingbei's neck and crying, "Mom was hit on the back with a stick, it hurts so much! Woooooo, daddy help!"

Ling Yue, who was still in Ye Xingbei's arms, had red eyes, pursed his lips, lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry, Auntie Beibei only..."

His voice choked up, and big tears fell to the ground.

He hasn't cried since his grandmother died.

No matter how his stepmother moaned at him, or how malicious the people around him were, he never cried.

Cold violence can't make him cry.

Bad words can't make him cry.

No amount of framing or punching could make him cry.

Only love can make him cry.

Xiaoshu's mother's embrace was fragrant, soft and warm.

When his mother died, he was too young to remember what it was like to be in his mother's arms.

But being hugged and protected by Xiaoshu's mother, he suddenly knew what it was like to be hugged by his mother.

Happy and warm.

The warmth and happiness made him want to cry.

The little sapling had never seen Ling Yue cry, but when he saw Ling Yue cry, he cried even harder.

Ye Xingbei was flustered by the crying of the two children, so he took the two children into his arms and patted them to comfort him: "It's okay, dad is here, dad will protect us, Xiao Shu won't cry, and Xiao Yue won't cry either!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Gu Junzhu couldn't check Ye Xingbei's injuries.

But she was in good spirits, and her body didn't seem to be in any serious trouble.

He helped Ye Xingbei and the two children stand up, handed them over to Gu Chi, and looked coldly at the hotel manager standing opposite him: "Second Chu has grown up, my wife and children dare to move!"

The manager's forehead was covered with cold sweat, his legs were trembling, and he said with a smile: "Fifth Master, Second Young Master didn't know you were here, it was all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding..."

What else did he have to explain, a team of police rushed up.

The manager's face became even more ugly, and he hurried over to meet him, and said to the leading policeman, "Captain Li, you are all from your own company. If you drank too much and made a little misunderstanding, you guys won't have to work hard!"