Defrosting The Cold Young Master
Chapter 1216: 1220: This is What I Call Wisdom!

Chapter 1216: Chapter 1220: This is What I Call Wisdom!

They could sit atop the Lou Family’s wealth and live a lifetime of splendor and glory.

But, man’s plans are no match for those of heaven.

Lou Ning had returned.

And she returned with celebrated honor.

Without looking, she knew that the video An Zhenglin had hidden must have been stolen.

When they returned, everything in the house was intact, without a single sign of anyone’s intrusion.

Yet the video had just vanished into thin air.

It showed just how fearsome the other party was.

An Zhenglin wasn’t exaggerating the danger.

Soon, they would lose everything and be destitute in the streets.

She struggled to move her eyes, looking towards her son and daughter.

An Zhenglin was right.

If she was to die, she might as well try to eliminate Lou Ning before her death.

If Lou Ning died, her children would be An Zhenglin’s only heirs, and An Zhenglin would surely take good care of her son and daughter.

The only thing she regretted now was that she shouldn’t have tried to be clever by telling Lou Jiayao of her existence.

If she hadn’t been greedy to become An Zhenglin’s legitimate wife, she would still be living a carefree life of luxury with her son and daughter.

Instead of facing death herself now…

Filled with regret, she hugged her children and broke down in heavy sobs.

An Qiuping and An Ruru vaguely understood the decision their mother had made, they wanted to stop her, but they dared not.

If their mother killed Lou Ning, perhaps they could continue to live well.

If their mother didn’t go after Lou Ning, their entire family was doomed.

The choice between one death or the demise of the entire family of four was not a difficult one for An Ruru and An Qiuping…

*

The small event added to the guests’ conversation and enlivened their spirits, but it didn’t affect the progress of the charity banquet.

The charity banquet was in full swing.

After leaving a donation of fifty million yuan, Gu Junzhu took Ye Xingbei and left the venue early.

In the car, Ye Xingbei looked at the road ahead and asked, “Where are we going? This doesn’t seem to be the route back to our estate.”

“We’re not going to the estate,” Gu Junzhu said, holding her in his arms, “I’m taking you to a special place, for our date.”

When going out, it was natural to leave behind those two little ‘light bulbs’ and enjoy each other’s company, which made it all the more romantic and thrilling.

Ye Xingbei pursed her lips and smiled, poking his chest, “You’re in trouble! Wait until Xiao Shu stares at you with his big, watery eyes, complaining to you in hurt feelings!”

“We’ll take them out again tomorrow!” Gu Junzhu grabbed her hand, “How could I forget my precious son?”

“Alright then!” Ye Xingbei cooed playfully, “Sly!”

Gu Junzhu kissed her, “I call it wisdom!”

The two of them chatted and laughed, and after a little more than half an hour, the car stopped by the river on the outskirts.

Ye Xingbei got out of the car and stood by the river, gazing at the distant views, and sighed, “Zhou City truly deserves its reputation as Water City; the water here is so clean, so clear!”

The river water was emerald green and crystal clear, as clean-looking as bottled mineral water, as if you could just scoop it up and drink it.

“This way,” Gu Junzhu took her hand.

They walked along the river for a while, and Ye Xingbei saw an ancient-style painted pleasure boat by the river bank.

It was the kind of quaint and old-fashioned vessel often seen in costume TV dramas for lake excursions.

The painted boat was three stories high, with big red lanterns hanging all around, the dim red glow casting an enchanting and gentle softness over the charming night.

Gu Junzhu led Ye Xingbei by the hand onto the painted boat.