Xi Weiyue was the person who looked like little half moon the most in the entire XI family.
Because he wanted ye Langhua to think that Xi Weiyue was little half moon who had gone missing, Xi Muwen had specially named his and Yang Jiao’s daughter Weiyue when he was naming her.
Weiyue and half moon were only one word apart.
Reality proved that.
Ye Langhua really treated XI weiyue pretty well.
Ye Langhua did not speak much in the Xi family, and he never took the initiative to communicate with anyone except XI Weiyue.
Many times, ye Langhua would even take the initiative to talk to XI Weiyue about half moon.
Therefore, it was most suitable for XI Weiyue to knock on the door.
Xi Weiyue adjusted her mood, smiled, and walked up to knock on the door. “Auntie.”
Inside, Ye Langhua heard the knock on the door, wiped his tears, and tried his best to control the sadness in his heart. “Who is it?”
Xi Weiyue’s voice came from outside. “Auntie, it’s Weiyue.”