Defrosting The Cold Young Master-Chapter 881 - 885 Heart So Tired

Chapter 881: Chapter 885 Heart So Tired

Chapter 881 -885 Heart So Tired

Ye Xingbei: “…Who exactly is the loser under whose command between you two?”

Qiao Zui looked at her with a playful smile, “Oh right, auntie-in-law, I forgot to tell you. After I joined the army, I came back on leave one year and specifically sought this guy out for a comparison, and I beat him until he was down and out! Such a glorious event, and I actually forgot to mention it to you last time you asked. This just shows how incredibly modest I am!”

Ye Xingbei: “…”

She couldn’t help but sigh for the nth time, thinking that there is indeed a certain kind of uncle for every kind of nephew.

Living day by day with this uncle-nephew duo was so tiring!

“Alright, enough chatter,” Gu Junzhu glanced at Qiao Zui: “Take Xiao Shumiao and Xiao Yue inside for the meal.”

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“Sure thing!” Qiao Zui put the deep-fried dough stick in his mouth, holding one child with each hand, and mumbled unclearly: “Let’s go, little cousin. Follow your big cousin to eat, we’ve got lots of tasty food this morning.”

“Big cousin, your hands are so oily!” Xiao Shumiao complained in her childlike voice.

“That’s normal, that’s normal. Everyone who eats deep-fried dough sticks ends up like this,” Qiao Zui said: “You’ll get your hands oily when you eat them too, I’m just getting you used to it in advance!”

The three of them, one big and two small, chattered away as they entered the dining room.

It wasn’t until Gu Junzhu was certain that Xiao Shumiao couldn’t hear their conversation that he asked Feng Yi, “Do you want to go back to the Feng Family to get revenge on Feng Linyu and Tan Jiaqi?”

Even though it was a question, it was asked with a tone of certainty.

Feng Yi looked down and didn’t answer, but Ye Xingbei could tell that Gu Junzhu was right.

She furrowed her brows: “Can’t you just report it to the police? I gave all the evidence to your sister last night, she can report them and have them arrested.”

“Given my sister’s personality… she won’t go to the police. Going to the police would let them off too easily,” Feng Yi finally spoke: “Last night, I consulted a lawyer. The lawyer said, causing death by fright won’t lead to a long sentence, but my mom… she was a living, breathing life!”

He lifted his head to look at Ye Xingbei, his eyes, which were normally clear and distinct, now suffused with a veil of blood-red: “Although I am an adopted son, our family was particularly happy. Before I turned fifteen, I didn’t know I was adopted. My parents loved me even more than they did my sister. They trained my sister as their heir, being especially strict, but for me, they showered me with unlimited love and indulgence.”

A wistful look surfaced in his eyes, a faint shimmer of tears flickering, “I was sickly when I was young, my mom would stay up all night with me. My dad would come straight to my room after work to see me, bringing me tasty food and fun toys. That year when I was fifteen, it was Feng Linyu who accidentally let it slip. He said I wasn’t my parents’ biological son, that my sister picked me up off the streets. I was angry and fought with Feng Linyu. Probably feeling guilty, he didn’t fight back. I beat him until his head was bleeding, knocked out one of his teeth, and broke two of his ribs. I thought my parents would be angry with me, scold or punish me, but in reality, they scolded Feng Linyu severely.”

His lips curved into a slight smile, as if in laughter, yet it was laden with profound sadness, invoking pity in the beholder, “At night, after I fell asleep, my mother sneaked into my room, crying as she held my hand. She kept murmuring that I was her own son, what did it matter if she hadn’t given birth to me? I was the child she had raised bit by bit. She often forgot that I wasn’t her biological child. I would always be her own son…”

Ye Xingbei’s heart clenched, and she suddenly thought of her own Xiao Shu.

She felt the same way about Xiao Shu.