Defrosting The Cold Young Master

Chapter 152: Chapter 152: Who is your son? This is my son!

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Ye Xingbei takes a breath: “That’s a lot.”

Gu Junzhu, holding the little one’s soft hand, said nonchalantly: “Poverty forces one to fend for oneself, wealth allows one to aid the world. As long as I can, I want to help as many people as I can, but the prerequisite to helping others is that I must be financially secure myself!

I have to manage and plan well, to make my company more and more profitable, so that I can help more people. If I just act like a foolhardy do-gooder, a prodigal son, even a mountain of gold in my house will get hollowed out by me sooner or later.”

“Mmm, you’re absolutely right!” For the first time in their long acquaintance, Ye Xingbei sincerely agreed with Gu Junzhu’s statement, without trying to argue.

The image of Gu Junzhu that had just collapsed in her heart, was even bigger than before it had collapsed.

The Fifth Lord of Gu’s wealth in Beijing is said to rival an entire nation’s, making him the youngest man on the wealth rankings, and this isn’t without reason.

This man is truly… a master at generating wealth!

As the ‘family of three’ entered the living room, Ye Xingbei suddenly thought of something and turned towards Gu Junzhu: “Luo Fengming mentioned a mysterious person who had instructed him to harm me, have they found this person yet?”

Gu Junzhu shook his head, “Not yet, the adversary’s counter-surveillance skills are very strong, and they left no traces.”

“Okay then,” Ye Xingbei shrugged: “After all, a fox’s tail can’t remain hidden forever. If they want to harm me, they are sure to show up sooner or later.”

Gu Junzhu rubbed her head: “You have quite a nerve.”

Ye Xingbei moved away from his hand, responding lightheartedly: “If I didn’t have such nerve, I’d have been worried to death, and I wouldn’t have made it to where I am today.”

Gu Junzhu thought about it and nodded, “True.”

Even though this young girl doesn’t look much, she had encountered quite a number of storms in her life.

Whether it was escaping alone from a small town at fifteen to avoid a forced marriage and landing in Jiang City, or being slandered and thrown out of the Jiang Family at sixteen, raising a child all by herself, these were not things an average girl could handle.

It was already late, and the little one was rubbing his eyes sleepily, yawning continuously.

Ye Xingbei didn’t continue chatting with Gu Junzhu, she hurriedly brought the little one back to his room to sleep.

The little one held onto Gu Junzhu’s hand, whimpering: “Daddy, bath!”

Gu Junzhu bent down to lift him, giving him a big kiss, “Okay, Daddy will give you a bath!”

After Gu Junzhu had bathed the little one, Ye Xingbei also took a bath and changed her clothes in another bathroom, then lay down beside the little one on the bed.

The little one was struggling to keep his eyes open yet he waited until Gu Junzhu had finished his shower, got into bed beside him, then he gave Gu Junzhu a kiss on his face, sleepily saying “Goodnight, daddy and then his eyes closed.

Almost instantly, he fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes.

Gu Junzhu propped up his head with one hand, lying sideways to watch the little one’s peaceful sleeping face, he poked a finger on his cheek: “Ye Xiaobei, our son is a little angel!””

Ye Xingbei, having been in a somewhat daze after her bath, responded after a bit: “Who’s ‘our son’? He’s my son!””

She reached out to pull the little one into her arms, kissing his little face.

The child was deeply asleep and despite being poked and kissed alternately by the two of them, he didn’t wake up. Instead, his lips curl up in a smile, probably having a good dream.

Gu Junzhu noticed that Ye Xingbei seemed a bit off, and shifted his gaze from the child to her face..