2075. Chapter 2075 Everything in the Palace Family
Gong Yue turned around and supported Gu Yuanbei who didn't fight back with distress. When she saw the blood on the corner of his mouth, her chest almost exploded, "Beibei, does it hurt?"
"I'm fine."
Gu Yuanbei stretched out his hand to protect Gong Yue behind him, stood up straight, looked directly into Gong Shaoming's angry eyes, raised the back of his hand to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth. "Uncle Shaoming, if you still don't feel relieved, you can punch me two more times. Don't blame Xiaoyue, she is just too nervous about me, Xiaoyue, apologize to Uncle Shaoming."
"..."
Gong Yue was stunned for a moment, glanced at Gong Shaoming who was still angry, swallowed, and stood up from behind Gu Yuanbei, with two big red eyes and biting her lips pitifully, " Daddy, I’m sorry.”
"..." Gong Shaoming's eyes tightened, and the hands on his side tightened and loosened, and then tightened again.
Seeing her delicate little face full of fear and her heart clenching tightly, she finally stretched out her hand and said, "Come here and let Daddy see if I hurt you."
"Daddy..." As soon as Gong Yue spoke, tears rolled down her face.
Her petite body threw herself into Gong Shaoming's arms, hugging him tightly with her arms, burying her little face into his chest, choking, "I'm sorry, Daddy, Xiaoyue shouldn't have made Daddy angry, I'm sorry..." "
Everyone in the Gong family knows how much Gong Shaoming loves his daughter. Even if he is angry, he is reluctant to say a harsh word.
If it weren't for the worry that she would suffer a loss, Gong Shaoming wouldn't be so angry.
"Silly girl!" Gong Shaoming rubbed her little head and patted her back distressedly, but still glanced at Gu Yuanbei standing in front of their father and daughter with sharp eyes.
"Okay, okay, everything is fine, don't cry." When An Moran saw his daughter crying, he quickly stepped forward, gently brought her to the sofa, and took out a tissue to wipe her tears.
"Your father and I both know about this matter. As for whether we agree or not, it depends on the opinion of the Presbyterian Council. Xiao Yue, you are now the only direct child of the Gong family. Your marriage is related to the next generation of the Gong family's heirs. You can’t be rash, do you understand?”
An Moran's hand squeezed her daughter's hand tightly, with a hint of apology in her beautiful eyes.
It was because she was unable to give birth to a son for the Gong family that she indirectly transferred the pressure to her daughter.
"Okay, this is not your fault." Sensing An Moran's thoughts, Gong Shaoming walked up to their mother and daughter at some point and gently embraced them in his arms.
Gong Yue glanced at her daughter with hawk-like eyes, and Gong Yue immediately raised her head and smiled at An Moran, "Mommy, I'm fine."
The warmth of the family of three spread silently.
Gu Yuanbei rolled his eyes lightly. He didn't intend to disturb him at first. He pondered for a moment and opened his lips slightly, "Don't worry, Aunt Ranran. I have already decided that my and Xiaoyue's first son will be named Gong."
"Beibei, what did you just say?" An Moran was startled and looked back in shock, staring straight at Gu Yuanbei who had spoken out, holding Gong Yue's hand a little tight.
Gong Yue was in pain, but she didn't say a word and looked at Gu Yuanbei blankly.
Gu Yuanbei took a few steps forward and stood respectfully in front of the two elders, "I can guarantee that no matter how many children Xiaoyue and I have in the future, our first son, whose surname is Gong, will belong to the Gong family. He will inherit everything legitimately."
"..."
An Moran fell silent, and even Gong Shaoming narrowed his eyes slightly.
