You Are My Rare Passion Chapter 945: Chaptery, when are you going to marry me?

But she knew that her grandfather didn't like her either.

Even if she, like her mother, knelt at her grandfather's feet and cried, it wouldn't make a difference.

She clenched her fists tightly, staring at Ling Yue who was standing behind Mr. Xiang, almost biting her teeth to bleed.

Why?

Why are they all the children of grandpa's daughters, they are so humble, that wild breed can get everything in the Xiang family.

It's not fair!

It's not fair! !

Seeing that her grandmother and mother were escorted out by the guards like prisoners, she glared at Ling Yue again and chased her grandmother and mother away.

Severed the father-daughter relationship with Xiang Baolian and Xiang Baozhu, and filed for divorce with Wang Qiulan.

The big thing in his mind has been put aside, and Mr. Xiang is relaxed.

Although the process is humiliating, he doesn't care anymore.

He's going to be a man soon, so what's the face?

He only needs to leave a clean Xiang family that belongs to Ling Yue completely.

He turned around and held Lingyue's hand, and brought Lingyue to his side, with a smile like a spring breeze on his face: "Let everyone laugh, now, let's get back to the point, our family Xiaoyue wants to Recognizing the ancestors and returning to the ancestry, the name is officially listed on our family tree, and I also ask you to be a witness, hard work everyone."

He nodded slightly in greeting, and the guests spoke up, asking him not to be too polite.

Next, a group of people went to the Xiang Family Ancestral Hall.

Ling Yue knelt before the ranking of the ancestors of the Xiang family in the ancestral hall, kneeling three times and nine kowtows.

Gu Junzhu and Ye Xingbei were still standing at the back of the crowd. Half of Ye Xingbei was surrounded by Gu Junzhu in his arms. It was very convenient to whisper.

"It's possible that even high-class families still maintain this custom," Ye Xingbei said. "In our folks, ancestral halls and ancestral tablets are rarely seen."

Gu Jun nodded one by one, "um".

Ye Xingbei looked up at him and asked curiously, "Do you have any?"

"That's our house." Gu Junzhu corrected her.

"Okay," Ye Xingbei pursed her lips and smiled, "Then do we have one?"

"Yes," Gu Jun kissed her on the top of her hair, "on the night of our wedding, we will also worship our ancestors, and you will see it that day."

Ye Xingbei nodded, "Oh."

"Then here comes the question..." Gu Junzhu pinched her cheek and looked down at her with a smile, "Baby, when are you going to marry me?"

"This..." Ye Xingbei was a little stunned, "I haven't thought about it yet..."

Gu Jun rubbed her head, "Then think about it now."

Ye Xingbei's heart was beating wildly, his mind was a little confused, he nodded randomly: "Okay, think about it now!"

Gu Junzhu rubbed her head again, and suddenly remembered something: "By the way, Qiao Jieran and the others said, let us catch the wind at night."

"Tonight?" Ye Xingbei shook his head, "Not tonight, I agreed with Xiaoxue to have dinner together at night. If I dare to let her dove, she will definitely cry."

This time, when she returned to Beijing, she experienced what people call the rushing feeling of visiting relatives and friends when returning home for the Chinese New Year.

She went to her grandpa's house first yesterday.

Accompanying Ling Yuexiang's house today is a matter of urgency.

As a result, the meeting with Yan Jingxue was delayed, and Yan Jingxue was already complaining.

If she dares to delay another day, Yan Jingxue will cry to her.

She will feel sorry for herself.

"Then tomorrow night," Gu Junzhu said boldly: "My friends are not as glassy as your friends, our big men let you little women."