Defrosting The Cold Young Master

Chapter 463: Chapter 464 Begging

He had only been whipped a few times. Though it looked frightening, it didn’t actually cause any serious harm, he thought he could walk.

“Just stay still, carrying you is as easy as carrying a suitcase,” Gu Junzhu joked, then picked him up and began to walk out.

Lingyue’s body stiffened.

It had been a long, long time since anyone had held him like this.

His grandmother had held him when he was a child.

But by the time he was two or three years old, she could no longer lift him.

In the past, he would feel envious when he saw children being held by their parents.

But later on, he stopped feeling envious.

He knew that no matter how much he envied them, he would never have that.

But today, he actually received it.

Was this what it feels like to be held by a father?

Broad, warm, and full of safety.

For some reason, Lingyue felt a sudden urge to cry.

His hand reached around Gu Junzhu’s back and gently grasped his clothes, holding on tighter and tighter.

He made a vow to himself again. He must study hard in the future, grow up quickly, become a strong man like his master, respect his master and his wife, and help them take care of Xiao Shu!

Senior Master Xiang was reluctant to leave Lingyue’s side, constantly talking to him.

As they reached the bottom of the building and were about to get into the car, one of Senior Master Xiang’s confidants whispered in his ear, “Senior Xiang, Young Master Jiechao wants to video call with you.”

Senior Master Xiang frowned and stopped in his tracks.

He had originally planned to send Lingyue to the Gu family villa, but hearing his confidant’s words, he lost his mood for that. He waved his hand at Gu Junzhu, “You take Xiao Yue back first, I’ll go see him later.”

Gu Junzhu nodded.

The car engine started, and it quickly disappeared from Senior Master Gu’s sight.

It wasn’t until the car was completely out of sight that he turned and got into his own car, calmly instructing his subordinate, “Connect the video call.”

The video call connected.

Seeing Senior Master Xiang’s face appear on the mobile phone screen, Xiang Jiechao knelt down in front of the camera and burst into tears, “Dad! It’s me, Jiechao, Dad! Dad, please, don’t send me to the police station. Please help me keep this incident under wraps. I know you can do it, Dad. Please!”

“Yes,” Senior Master Xiang looked at Xiang Jiechao on the screen and said slowly, “I could indeed do that, but why should I?”

“Dad, I’m your son!” Xiang Jiechao cried, looking at Senior Master Xiang with painful eyes. “Although we have no blood ties, but dad, I have been your son for over forty years and have called you ‘Dad’ for over forty years! Is blood relation really more important than feelings? Does our forty-odd years of father-son bond can’t stand against a single paternity test report?”

“Are you blaming me?” Senior Master Xiang’s voice turned cold, “You’re right, a paternity test can’t stand against forty years of affection. If you hadn’t hired a murderer to kill Xiao Yue, even if your biological mother was the criminal who made me separated from my daughter, I wouldn’t take it out on you. You would still be my son. But what did you do?”

Senior Master Xiang’s voice became colder, “You actually hired a murderer to kill Xiao Yue! My daughter and I were separated because of your mother, wasn’t that enough for you? You wanted to continue committing sins and make my only grandson disappear from this world!”

Looking at Xiang Jiechao’s face, Senior Master Xiang sneered, “Like mother, like son, you are both cold-blooded and malicious!”

“No! No!” Xiang Jiechao violently shook his head, his eyes full of despair. “Dad, I didn’t mean to. I really didn’t mean to! I was just afraid that if the truth came out, I would lose you! You’ve always been my pride. I didn’t want people to know that I’m not your son, that your blood doesn’t run in my veins… Dad, I didn’t mean to, I was just temporarily possessed by the devil. I beg you, I beg you, please forgive me this time for the sake of our forty-odd years of father-son relationship. I don’t want to go to jail, it’s too scary. Dad, please, please don’t send me to jail!”