Before Mr. Long could get angry, Ye Shengge beheaded first and then said: "Since I am the eighth generation heir of the Long family, my mother's tablet should be included in the Long family ancestral hall. Isn't this right?"
Ye Shengge's light words wiped out all the thoughts of Mr. Long. Just as Ye Shengge said, since he has become the eighth generation heir of the Long family, her mother's tablet should naturally belong to the Long family.
. Mr. Long has always been scheming and ruthless in his life, but in a battle like today, he lost everything.
In the current situation, even if he was unwilling, he could only nod and agree, "Okay, after you succeed to the throne, your mother's tablet will be officially included in the Long's Ancestral Hall."
"Okay," Ye Shengge stood up from the sofa chair and smiled, "As a descendant of the Long family, I will sleep here today. Housekeeper, why don't you go help us prepare the room."
"This-", the butler looked at Ye Shengge and others hesitantly. Even the old man couldn't accept the format of tonight's dinner, and naturally the butler who was over 100 years old couldn't accept it either.
Mr. Long sighed helplessly and ordered the housekeeper: "From now on, Shengge will be the crown prince of my Long family. You can do whatever he tells you to do. I will go with you to clean up."
Mr. Long's words were clearly meant to embarrass Ye Shengge. Grandpa tidied up his grandson's room. Those who didn't know better thought it was unfilial.
Ye Shengge didn't point it out. Instead, he sent them out of the study room with a smile on his face and said politely, "Grandpa Lao, you're welcome, grandson."
Mr. Long's face turned a little pale again, he pushed the cane hard, and left angrily. Ye Shengge closed the door, took a bottle of red wine and some red wine glasses from the wine cabinet, turned around and returned to the sofa chair, giving everyone
People fill up a cup and drink it all in one gulp.
When the wine entered his mouth, it was not as sweet as he imagined, but more bitter. He thought he would be happy after taking revenge, but the expected happiness did not come. Instead, there was more pain.
Some dirt and ugliness can only be seen after he really wants to untie them. After so many years of being alone, he is tired and his heart is very tired.
Qian Lianxia didn't recover from the shocking news until she returned home and fell asleep in a daze.
Ye Shengge is actually the eighth-generation descendant of the Long family who has left behind? And he has just been appointed as the eighth-generation heir of the Long family by Mr. Long, who is also known as Prince Long in the eyes of outsiders?
All kinds of unexpected emotions surged into her heart, almost blocking all the spaces in her chest.
What kind of mood was this? For a moment, she had the illusion that she was far away from him.
From the beginning when they met in the bar to what happened later, she had always thought that he was just a rogue uncle with a little money and background. However, the rogue uncle suddenly turned into a gang boss, and now he has become a wealthy man in the eyes of outsiders.
A young master from a famous family, a prince?
She may have only realized now that she really has never understood anything about him, and has never understood everything about him.
While still thinking, a gust of cold wind came from behind, and a cold object came up, pressing against her back tightly, and his hot breath was sprayed on the back of her neck.
Qian Lianxia's eyes suddenly dilated, and she was about to scream out of control.
He covered her mouth tightly with one hand and whispered in her ear: "Don't scream, it's me."
The person grabbed her chin and asked her to turn to him, "Do you want your parents to see us like this?"
The gauze was fluttering in front of the window, and in the pitch-black gloom, Ye Shengge's shining stars were as bright as the stars in the sky outside.
Qian Lianxia blinked, and then blinked again in disbelief. Only after she was sure that the person in front of her was a real figure, she shouted, "Ye Shengge, why are you here?"
After she finished speaking, she realized that she had hurriedly covered her mouth and stared at the half-lying man with raised eyebrows, "Ye Shengge, why don't you just stay in your Long family and come to my room? Besides, you don't know
Will people scare people to death if they are scary at night?"
Her pupils dilated horribly, and she quickly jumped out of bed, then clicked on the room light, and flew to the door of the room. After making sure that the door was locked, Qian Lianxia...
In my mind, the cold wind blew by at level ten, "Ye Shengge, how did you get in?"
Ye Shengge was half lying on the bed, wearing a coat and still feeling the cold air outside. He looked at her with red eyes and pouty lips like a cute little rabbit, pointed to the window, and then threw her charmingly towards a certain little rabbit.
A charming eye full of electricity, "Coming in from the window, the ancients said that if you die under peonies, you can be a charming ghost. I am willing to be a flower picker for you, girl. Are you willing to sacrifice yourself, girl?"
"Ugh -" Qian Lianxia cooperated by bending down and covering her stomach as if she was about to vomit, and then she couldn't help but hold her belly and burst out laughing, "Ye Shengge, don't, don't be so formal, I, I can't
I can’t bear it!”
"You're a little girl who doesn't understand amorous feelings," Ye Shengge stepped up to her side and blew into her ear holes, "But I like it."
"Especially when you look like a cute little bunny." He covered her lips defensively, grabbed her with his long arm, threw her back on the bed, and quickly turned off the room light.
Qian Lianxia was thrown back on the bed again. In the darkness, she was just remembering that Ye Shengge's tall body had suppressed her in time. He turned over and held her in his arms, "Don't move, let me hold her for a while."
, just for a while,”
His voice was muffled and a bit like coquettishness, and he leaned into the crook of her neck, "Little girl, I miss you."
With just one sentence, Qian Lianxia sensitively heard that he was in a bad mood today. She stopped moving and obediently let him hold her in his arms, "What's wrong? Mr. Long asked you to be the leader of the Long family today."
The eighth generation heir,"
She tried hard to lighten up the atmosphere and try to ease the awkward atmosphere, "The eighth generation heir of the Long family, the crown prince, how many people want honors and rights that they cannot ask for. You should be happy. Why are you still depressed?"
"Do you hope that I am, are you happy?" His big hands held her thin waist again, and he hugged her tightly. She was as petite as a little rabbit in his arms, and he just wanted to
He put it into his arms and grabbed all the good things about the little rabbit, "Will you be happy? Tell me, do you hope that I will be?"
Qian Lianxia's smile froze. This gap in status made her uncomfortable. She had never thought about this problem before, but when that person really enters the deepest part of your heart, all those things that you don't care about have turned into
care.
"I will bless you and be happy for you," she had no choice but to answer under all difficulties.
Ye Shengge sighed, pulled her body over, and pressed his thin lips eagerly onto her red lips.
In the darkness, his breath was like the seductive and steady magnetic sound of a cello, which attracted her so much that she didn't want to move. "Listen, little girl, don't worry about those identities. I have always been the uncle you met at the beginning, and you will only know
She is my little girl, this identity will not change, it will always be."
Qian Lianxia's heart trembled. She may have understood why he appeared here tonight. Was he afraid that she would be sad and have random thoughts if she knew his identity, so he appeared here to comfort her?