Defrosting The Cold Young Master-Chapter 35 - : You Little Rascal

The source of this c𝐨ntent is 𝐟𝗿𝗲𝗲𝘄𝗲𝐛𝐧𝐨𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝗰𝐨𝐦

Chapter 35: Chapter 35: You Little Rascal

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“…” Ye Xingbei had a feeling of powerlessness as if he wanted to vomit blood.

Fifth Young Master of Gu family, aren’t you getting into character too quickly?

She forcefully shook off Gu Junzhu’s hand and got out of the car herself.

The moment her foot touched the ground, she heard Ye Xingli, her second brother’s voice: “Eh? Beibei, you also came to pick up Xiao Shu? Didn’t we agree that I would pick him up?”

Ye Xingbei looked over to see Ye Xingli, who was wearing large sunglasses, striding towards her.

Ye Xingbei instinctively turned to look at Gu Junzhu.

She hadn’t informed Ye Xinglan and Ye Xingli about what had happened between her and Gu Junzhu.

For one, she was unable to speak about it; she couldn’t tell her brothers that as soon as she returned, she was taken to bed by Gu Junzhu, and even tricked into getting the certificate.

Her big brother might be okay with it, but her second brother would definitely detonate a bomb, targeting both the Jiang family and the Gu family.

Secondly, she didn’t take Gu Junzhu seriously at all.

She thought she would take this opportunity to clarify everything with Gu Junzhu, get a divorce certificate, and pretend that nothing happened between them.

She didn’t expect that during this trip, not only did she not get a divorce from Gu Junzhu, but she was also swindled into playing the role of his wife and continuing to live together.

Now, how was she supposed to introduce Gu Junzhu to her second brother?

Before she could figure it out, Ye Xingli had already noticed Gu Junzhu standing next to Ye Xingbei. He took off his sunglasses and looked at Gu Junzhu warily, “Oh, isn’t this Fifth Master? What a coincidence! How come you’re with my sister? Is this a coincidence?” fr(e)enovelkiss

Gu Junzhu gave a faint smile, “Is this Xiao Li?”

He put his arm around Ye Xingbei’s shoulder: “Hasn’t Beibei told you? We have already received our marriage certificate. Now I am Beibei’s husband! It was my Gu family’s negligence to not invite Beibei’s relatives and friends to a banquet. Don’t worry, we will make up for it when there is a chance.”

Xiao… Li?

Ye Xingli’s mouth twitched.

He absolutely despised it when people imitated his big brother and called him ‘Xiao Li,’ it made him feel as if he was still a child.

But individuals like Gu Junzhu had the absolute right to call him that.

Gu Junzhu was Senior Master Gu’s late child. According to the generation defined by Senior Master Gu, Gu Junzhu was a generation higher than his peers.

Many people older than him had to call him “Fifth Uncle”.

Some people who didn’t want to call him that would either call him “President Gu” or “Fifth Master”.

In the most prestigious social circles of Beijing, the most famous “Fifth Master”.

His father was a great hero who had contributed greatly to the nation. He had five children in his lifetime, and now only this late child is left, who he loves like his own life.

Whoever dared touch a hair of this “Fifth Master”, the old man would risk life and limb to fight them.

Who would dare to provoke such a figure?

After being addressed with the name he most disliked, “Xiao Li”, Ye Xingli twitched his lips, and after a while, he snapped back to his senses: “What, what? You, you, you…you and my sister got a marriage certificate?”

Before Gu Junzhu could even respond, a cheerful and crystal-clear voice, still bearing the sweetness of baby-talk, sounded from behind them: “Mommy, Uncle!”

Ye Xingbei followed the sound and a bright, radiant smile blossomed on her face, “Darling Xiaoshu!”

“Mommy!” Little Yiyang broke away from his group of schoolmates and ran towards Ye Xingbei. Like a cannonball, he lunged into Ye Xingbei’s arms, clinging to her leg like a koala, and whilst climbing into her arms, bragged with a pout: “Mommy, why did you come so late? Xiaoshu missed you so much!”

Ye Xingbei laughed and hugged him tightly, enthusiastically pecking a kiss on his soft little face: “You little scamp, sneaking back home with Uncle and not waiting for Mommy.. Now you’re missing Mommy?”