Mr. Lu’s Little Pitiful

Gu Yongye raised his hand slightly and interrupted Gu Dong: "The Gu family in the capital city you mentioned is also my distant relative, is it?"

Gu Yongye was already embarrassed by the distant relative of the Gu family in Yuncheng.

If there is a distant relative who sells a girl for glory, he is really...

"Oh, that's not the case. The Gu family in Beijing has nothing to do with our family, probably a few generations up, and you can only get along with the Gu family." Gu Dong replied.

Gu Yongye nodded and motioned for him to continue.

Gu Dong continued: "The young Master Lu of the Lu family is the chairman of Shengshi Group. He was not in good health before. But now I heard that he has recovered to health..."

Having said this, Gu Dong paused again.

He looked at Gu Yongye: "Young Master Lu was so poor before that he is already in a wheelchair. It is said that the doctors have concluded that he will not live to be 25 years old, but his health is now very good. Patriarch, why don't we ask the young master Lu to see which doctor he hired for treatment, maybe you can..."

"Isn't this talking about that little girl, continue to say, don't change the subject!" Gu Yongye glared at Gu Dong.

In fact, Gu Dong only suddenly thought of this when he mentioned this young Master Lu, and he did not deliberately change the subject.

After being glared, he touched his nose with some helplessness, and had to continue to turn the subject back: "That's it. It has always been rumored that Mr. Lu's mother wanted to find a daughter-in-law to give him joy and say Lu. Younger and younger may not live for more than a year. Later, the Gu family in the capital will be Gu Niannian..."

"What do you mean her name?" Gu Yongye's eyes condensed before interrupting Gu Dong again.

Gu Dong repeated: "Gu Niannian, speaking of it is the same surname as our Gu's family. Nian Nian will never forget."

Gu Yongye suddenly raised his hand to cover his heart, the sharp pain there made him look painful, and a fine cold sweat quickly permeated his forehead.

"Aye, if we have children in the future, what name should we use?"

The young woman's voice was so good that it made Gu Yongye want to cry.

He heard his answer: "If it's a daughter, call it Niannian."

The woman asked him again: "What if it's a son?"

He replied: "My son is not forgetting."

"Don't forget? Don't forget? What a terrible name!" The woman's tone was full of disgust.

He defended: "How can it be ugly, I can't forget it! You have to have a daughter and a son for me!"

"Ha! You want to be beautiful!"

Not only did Gu Yongye's heart hurt badly, but his brain also seemed to be violently hit with a hammer.

Gu Dong saw that Gu Yongye's pale face had lost his blood at this moment. He looked too painful. He didn't know whether it was sweat or tears, or both, and it slid down the corner of his eyes.

"Patriarch!? Patriarch, what's wrong with you?! I'll call the doctor!" Gu Dong's face also looked ugly because of worry.

He hurriedly took out the beeper and urgently called the medical staff waiting in the next room to come over.

Because Gu Yongye is likely to fall ill at any time, the medical staff are also always ready, and hurried over when they received an emergency call.

They carefully lifted Gu Yongye back to the bed to lie down, and the medical equipment was immediately attached to him.

This is not the first time Gu Yongye has fallen ill. His heart and head have been severely injured. It is really a miracle to be able to live until now.