You Are My Rare Passion

During this time, after her unremitting efforts, Ling Fangzhou's attitude towards her has eased a lot.

However, no matter how much she flattered Ling Fangzhou, how she did everything she could to serve their father and son, Ling Fangzhou still refused to ask her to remarry.

If Ling Fangzhou doesn't remarry her, the money Ling Fangzhou earns has nothing to do with her.

She loves Ling Fangzhou very much and is reluctant to leave Ling Fangzhou.

She can only be aggrieved every day and work as a free nanny for Ling Fangzhou.

As long as Ling Yue died, her pair of children would become Ling Fangzhou's only two children.

Ling Fangzhou's money can only be spent on her children.

At that time, even if Ling Fangzhou doesn't remarry her, it doesn't matter.

Mr. Xiang came in when she was praying strongly that she would hear the news of Ling Yue's death later.

Seeing the tall and majestic Mr. Xiang, Xie Wennan felt very familiar.

She stared at Mr. Xiang for a while, then suddenly remembered that she had seen Mr. Xiang on TV news many times.

Thinking of Mr. Xiang's position, she opened her eyes wide in shock.

To her, Mr. Xiang is a person who lives in legends. She never dreamed that she could actually meet Mr. Xiang in real life.

Ling Fangzhou was also shocked.

He thinks he is extremely smart, but he can't think of any intersection between him and someone of Mr. Xiang's status.

And his little Yue.

The person who brought them here said that Xiao Yue was seriously injured.

But when he came to the hospital, he couldn't see Xiaoyue.

What happened to his little Yue?

Worrying about his son outweighed his fear of Mr. Xiang's identity.

Ling Fangzhou couldn't help but speak first: "Hello, did you send someone to bring us to see Xiaoyue? What happened to my son? I'm very worried."

"Are you still worried?" Mr. Xiang sat down on the sofa and looked at him with a sneer: "You only have your step-wife and your twins in your eyes. Are you still worried about Xiaoyue?"

Hearing that Mr. Xiang knew about him, Ling Fangzhou was sure that Mr. Xiang had found the right person.

He became even more nervous, "Xiao Yue is my son, of course I am worried about him, please tell me, what happened to Xiao Yue?"

Thinking of the person who brought him here, saying that Ling Yue was seriously injured, his face turned pale and he was sweating all over.

Xiao Yue is only eight years old.

If what the man said was true and Xiao Yue was seriously injured, would his life be in danger?

Will there be sequelae?

He is going to die!

Seeing that his worry and anxiety were not faked, Mr. Xiang's face softened a little, "Xiao Yue was injured, and his life is not in danger. He just ate something and fell asleep."

Hearing that his son was not in danger and could still eat, Ling Fangzhou felt better, but he was still worried: "Where is my son? I want to see him."

He can rest assured only when he sees his son is safe and sound.

"He's asleep, and you'll see him when he wakes up," Mr. Xiang looked at him and said, "Now, I have something to tell you."

The identity of Mr. Xiang is there. Although he can't wait to see his son in the next second, he can only say: "Please tell me if you have something to say."

Mr. Xiang looked into his eyes and said slowly: "Yueyue is my lost daughter, and Xiaoyue is my grandson. I want to take Xiaoyue back to the Xiang family and become the heir of the Xiang family. Therefore, I want to give Xiaoyue Change your surname, from today onwards, Ling Yue will be changed to Xiang Yue!"

"What?" Ling Fangzhou was shocked by the news. Before he could react, Xie Wennan couldn't help but screamed: "What did you say? This is impossible!"