Defrosting The Cold Young Master

Chapter 566: Chapter 569: House Raid

He tried to stop him, but Ye Xingli dodged and hit himself harder.

“Uncle!” Xiao Shumiao suddenly entered crying, threw herself into Ye Xingli’s arms, and hugged his neck.

Fearing he might hurt Xiao Shumiao, Ye Xingli stopped.

“Uncle, what’s wrong with you?” Xiao Shumiao wiped the blood from the corner of Ye Xingli’s mouth with her hand. Tears continuously fell like beads off a broken string.

“Uncle made a mistake.” Ye Xingli’s face was severely swollen, making his speech unclear.

He didn’t want Xiao Shumiao to see his abject condition, so he pressed her face into his chest. “Don’t cry, Xiao Shumiao, Uncle doesn’t hurt.”

“It hurts! It hurts!” Xiao Shumiao struggled out of his arms, tearfully looking at Gu Junzhu, “Dad, can you stop hitting Uncle? Uncle knows his mistake. Mom says that kids who realize their mistakes should be educated verbally, not physically punished.”

A hint of warmth appeared on Gu Junzhu’s stern face, beckoning Xiao Shumiao, “Come here.”

Xiao Shumiao glanced at Ye Xingli, hesitated for a moment, but eventually walked to Gu Junzhu’s side, leaned close to his chest, and softly begged, “Dad, can we not hit Uncle? Uncle is the kindest to mom and Xiao Shumiao.”

In the days when he had not met Gu Junzhu, Ye Xingli had taken the role of a father figure in his heart.

Despite Ye Xingli being somewhat childish, overly energetic, and not very composed, he was the person who loved Xiao Shumiao the most second only to Ye Xingbei.

Ye Xingli might be seen as an unreliable playboy by many people, but he could provide Xiao Shumiao with warmth and a sense of security.

The thoughts of a child are simple: those who love him are good people.

Before Gu Junzhu appeared, the most important people in Xiao Shumiao’s world were Ye Xingbei and Ye Xingli.

At this moment, seeing Ye Xingli hitting himself in the face, Xiao Shumiao felt as if his heart and his face were aching together.

He didn’t know what the term “heartache” meant, but he knew that seeing Uncle injured made him very upset.

Seeing Uncle kneeling on the ground also made him incredibly upset.

He didn’t understand why this was happening.

Weren’t he, Uncle, and his parents all one family?

Why did Uncle have to kneel to dad and why did he hit himself?

Dad seemed very angry with Uncle, so who should he help?

Gu Junzhu stroked Xiao Shumiao’s head, looked at Ye Xinglan and Ye Xingli, and said indifferently, “You guys should go. Whether Ye Xiaobei will meet your father or not, it’s up to her to decide. When she wakes up, I’ll inform you to visit her.”

He pressed Xiao Shumiao’s face into his chest, lifted the blanket on Ye Xingbei, raised a corner of her nightgown, revealing her whip marks. Coldy he said to the two brothers, “Take a good look, this is what your Ye family owed her! If she wakes up and agrees to return to the Ye family, then she is just a saintly hypocrite, incurably softhearted. But if she refuses, it’s only right and just.”

Seeing the wounds opened by the whip on Ye Xingbei’s body, Ye Xingli gasped, wishing he could immediately rush to the Shi family and tear Wu Qizhen into pieces!

Ye Xinglan looked away, feeling utterly humiliated.

The two brothers were too ashamed to stay any longer and left the Gu Family Mansion.

Ye Xingli didn’t get into Ye Xinglan’s car.

He hadn’t brought his own car, so he got into Zhen Qi’s car and called Zhen Chu in another car, “Gather the troops! The fighters! Everyone under my command, meet at the entry of the Shi family in twenty minutes.”

Zhen Chu was confused, hesitating to ask: “Young Master, why are we gathering so many people to the Shi family?”

“Raid!” Ye Xingli spat out the word fiercely before throwing his mobile.