You Are My Rare Passion

Ye Xingbei: "...you go away!"

Not only did Gu Junzhu not walk away, but he lowered his head and kissed her on the lips.

Just as his lips were about to fall on Ye Xingbei's, Ye Xingbei's cell phone rang.

Ye Xingbei pushed him away with a blushing face, touched the phone and looked at it: "I'm brother Li."

Gu Junzhu snorted, "Master who eats flies."

Ye Xingbei ignored him, turned his back to him, and connected the phone: "Hello, Brother Li?"

"Beibei, are you awake?" Ye Xingli was surprised and delighted.

"Well," Ye Xingbei said, "I'm fine now, and Gu Junzhu's medicine is very effective."

Gu Junzhu bit her ear: "It's so impolite to call me by my name? Husband...or Fifth Brother."

Ye Xingbei patted him with his free hand, "Go away, go away."

Ye Xingli on the phone: "...Well, Beibei, Brother Wu is by your side?"

"Well," Ye Xingbei said, "he's here, do you want to talk to him?"

"No, I'm looking for you, Beibei, I want to tell you..."

Before he finished speaking, Gu Junzhu's voice came from the phone: "Beibei is asleep."

Then the phone was hung up, and a series of "beep" busy tones came.

Ye Xingli: "..."

Ye Xinglan stepped into the living room and found Ye Xingli holding his phone in a daze.

He walked over, put a hand on Ye Xingli's shoulder, and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

"Bei Bei woke up," Ye Xingli said distressedly, "But Fifth Brother won't let Bei Bei answer my phone. I was thinking, is it too late to go to Fifth Brother's house now? I have to go and pick up Bei Bei." .”

Ye Xingbei woke up, but his parents weren't awake yet.

His mother's condition is better, but the high fever persists and wakes up from time to time. The doctor said it is not life-threatening.

But his father can't delay any longer.

His father has been in a coma and may pass away at any time.

No matter what, he wanted to bring Ye Xingbei over to see his father.

It would be best to save his father's life.

Even if he couldn't be rescued, he couldn't let his father leave with guilt and remorse for Beibei, and he would not be at peace until his death.

"It doesn't matter if you go." Ye Xinglan was silent for a moment, then patted him on the shoulder, "I'll go."

Ye Xingli said: "Then let's go together. I have to go and see Beibei. I don't feel relieved if I don't see her with my own eyes."

"Okay, let's go together," Ye Xinglan said, "I still have some things to do, just wait for me for a while."

Ye Xingli nodded, "Okay."

Ye Xinglan returned to the bedroom.

After closing the bedroom door, he called his personal bodyguard Zhenyuan and asked him to come over.

Soon, Zhen Yuan knocked on the door and entered: "Master."

Ye Xinglan handed him the whip in his hand, turned around and took off his shirt, and put his hands on the wall, "Let's hit."

Zhenyuan: "...Master?"

Ye Xinglan took a deep breath: "I'm going to the Gu family to plead guilty, you know, don't ask me to explain, if you tell me to beat you, hit me."

He is different from Ye Xingli.

He is the heir of the Ye family, and his face represents the face of the Ye family.

It was impossible for him to kneel at Gu Junzhu's feet and slap himself hard like Ye Xingli did.

But if you make a mistake, you always have to pay the price.

Just like what Ye Xingli said, if he had told his parents about Ye Xingbei's life experience earlier, his parents would not have made such a terrible mistake.

The culprit was actually him.

He should be the one who should be punished the most.

Zhen Yuan clenched the whip in his hand, gritted his teeth: "Yes, young master!"

He raised his leather whip and slammed it heavily on Ye Xinglan's back.