You Are My Rare Passion Chapter 212: How are you and your cheap husband now?

It is one of the biggest regrets of my son who wants to raise his son but not his father.

She doesn't want Yan Jingxue to regret later.

Yan Jingxue tilted her head to look at her with a warm smile: "Beibei, you are the best!"

"Silly girl," Ye Xingbei shook his head with a smile and asked, "How about your second uncle and third uncle? Didn't you embarrass you?"

"Are them? It's still like that," Yan Jingxue pouted with contempt, "I did as you said, and after I came back, I told them that I made a will, and if I die, all my property will be given to you, They were almost mad!"

Yan Jingxue hummed, "I just like to see them look bad at me but can't get rid of me. The more angry they are, the happier I will be! During this time, I had a great time!"

"That's good," Ye Xingbei smiled, "I know that even if you have an accident, they won't get your inheritance, and they shouldn't be against you in the future."

"Well! But... it's you..." Yan Jingxue looked at her sideways, a little worried: "You said they wouldn't deal with you insane, right?"

"What are you thinking about?" Ye Xingbei laughed, "I am dead, you are alive, they still can't get your inheritance.

If they want to get your inheritance, they'll have to kill you first, and then kill me.

But after you die, your inheritance is given to me, and it belongs to me.

The property after my death will be inherited by Xiaoshu, what's their business?

Even if we all die, the money won't go to them! "

Yan Jingxue's eyes lit up and she tapped her head: "Yes! That's the truth!"

She smiled happily, "That's good, no matter what tricks they play in the future, they won't get a penny from me, so mad at them!"

Ye Xingbei shook his head and smiled, but did not speak.

They passed through the beautiful courtyard, and Yan Jingxue pushed the door directly in: "Grandpa, Beibei is here to see you!"

Sit to the old man on the sofa and stand up.

Ye Xingbei walked over quickly, "Grandpa Yan, sit down quickly, Xiaoxue is my best friend, you treat me as your granddaughter, don't be polite to me."

"Good, good girl!" Mr. Yan said with a smile: "You all sit, all sit, since Xiaoxue met you, every time I call you have to talk to me about you, saying that you are a good person and take special care of you. She, now at Grandpa's house, must let Grandpa do his best as a landlord and entertain you well!"

Ye Xingbei said a few polite words, and then introduced Xiao Sapiao and Ling Yue to Mr. Yan.

Most of the old people like children, and Mr. Yan is no exception. He was fascinated by Xiao Sapiao and Ling Yue. After chatting with Ye Xingbei for a few words, he ordered the kitchen to have a very rich lunch at noon.

Then, Mr. Yan led Xiaoshu and Lingyue to the backyard to see the flowers and birds he raised.

Yan Jingxue and Ye Xingbei followed not far behind them.

Mr. Yan has raised more than a dozen birds, including two wrens.

Brother myn saw the little sapling and Lingyue, and jumped up and down in the cage to call "Hello! Hello!", Le's little sapling slapped and jumped.

Yan Jingxue looked at the little sapling and said, "The little tree likes my myn so much, so I asked my grandfather to buy two good ones for him."

"No," Ye Xingbei refused: "Xiaoshu has allergic asthma, and the doctor told him to keep his contact with cats and dogs and other living things less."

It's okay to look through the cage for a few seconds. In my own home, the little guy must be touched and hugged. In case of asthma, Ye Xingbei will be distressed to death.

Yan Jingxue was also afraid that the little guy would get sick, so she shrugged her shoulders regretfully: "Okay... by the way, how are you and your cheap husband now?"