Gong Shaoming interrupted him directly, his expression became cold, his hands hung down by his sides, clenching his fists tightly, and the veins in his arms popped out.
He was never willing to speak loudly about his little princess, holding it in his hands for fear of pain and holding it in his mouth for fear of melting.
Growing up, whenever Gong Yue fell ill, not only An Moran, a mother, would stay awake, but even he, a grown man, would be so worried that he couldn't sleep. The couple would watch their daughter all night, fearing that something might happen to her.
As long as the baby is uncomfortable, no one can be happy.
This is already well known in the Gong family.
Therefore, the servants in the Gong family's old house dare not care about anyone, but they take good care of Gong Yue, including her food, drink, and daily life, and they are the best in everything.
The treasure that he cherishes so much has suffered so much because of Gu Yuanbei in the past two years. Everyone laughs at him for not being able to deal with Gong Shaoming's daughter. He is also disliked for being against the Qi family. Gong Shaoming simply I was full of anger.
If Qi Mingye hadn't saved the lives of An Moran and his daughter back then, I'm afraid Gu Yuanbei wouldn't have been able to step into the Gong family's door just based on what he did!
Gong Shaoming wanted to say something else, but he caught a glimpse of Gong Yue's expression and paused.
There was a sneer at the corner of his mouth, "It seems that even Xiaoyue is not going to agree."
Gong Yue's dull pupils turned and her gaze fell on Gu Yuanbei's handsome face, her words echoing in her ears...
【I want to get engaged to Xiaoyue】
He said he was engaged...
It's an engagement...
Hearing Gong Shaoming's sarcastic words, Gong Yue suddenly came back to her senses, stood up suddenly, and rushed towards Gu Yuanbei, her petite body nestled into his arms, and her small hands tightly grasped the skirt of his clothes.
Incoherent, "Beibei, what did you just say? Say it again?"
"You just said we were engaged, was it us?"
"You really want to marry me. I didn't hear you wrong, right?"
"..."
Gong Yue was so excited that her voice was trembling, and the little hands holding his clothes were shaking nervously. After asking a few questions, she choked up and her eyes suddenly turned red.
"You fool, are you so wronged to be engaged to me?" Gu Yuanbei touched the corners of her eyes with his long fingers, and wanted to embrace her in distress, but paused again when he remembered that there were elders present.
Gong Yue shook her head crazily, "I'm not wronged. As long as I can be with Beibei, I won't be wronged no matter what."
"Xiaoyue, come here."
An Moran caught a glimpse of Gong Shaoming's dark handsome face and quickly reminded him in a low voice.
He thought it was his daughter who was trying her best, but...
"I don't want it. I want to be with Beibei. It's useless for anyone to object!" As soon as Gong Yue heard An Moran's words, she crawled into his arms more tightly and fearfully, wishing she could cling to him.
"Xiao Yue, listen to Aunt Ranran and sit down first. I promise not to let go of your hand. You will only make Uncle Shaoming hate me even more." Gu Yuanbei lowered his voice and gently kissed her. reminder in my ears.
Gong Yue was stunned for a second, raised her head to look at him, and caught a glimpse of the determination in his eyes, then stood up reluctantly, turning back three times to move back to the sofa opposite Yuan Bei.
Gu Yuanbei watched her sit back beside her parents before he straightened his expression and raised his head to look into Gong Shaoming's sharp eyes.
"I know that I have caused Xiaoyue a lot of injustice in the past two years. No matter how I explain the reasons, it is all my fault. If Uncle Shaoming and Aunt Ranran want to blame me, I will not defend myself."
