Defrosting The Cold Young Master
Chapter 1218: 1222: Peerless Beauty, Boundless Glamour

Chapter 1218: Chapter 1222: Peerless Beauty, Boundless Glamour

“Oh?” Excitement flickered in Yen Wenqing’s eyes, “So, you still acknowledge me as your father?”

A pained expression briefly crossed Duan Yanbing’s eyes.

He closed his eyes, “Although I don’t want to acknowledge you, I promised my mom that I would take care of you in your old age, but please behave yourself and don’t touch the people I care about. Otherwise, I’d rather break my promise to my mom than forgive you…”

“Ruanruan…” Yen Wenqing murmured Duan Yanbing’s mother’s name and tilted his head back, draining the cup of tea in one gulp.

It was just tea, but as it slid down his throat, it burned like liquor.

“Don’t mess with them! Don’t even think about it! Stay away from them!” He left three cold warnings and departed without looking back.

Yen Wenqing picked up the teapot and poured himself another cup, as memories rapidly flashed through his mind, bringing a heart-wrenching pain that engulfed his entire body. His hand trembled violently as he held the teapot, causing the tea to spill over the edge of the cup.

In a sudden rage, he threw the teapot, and with a vigorous sweep of his arms, he sent the teapot and the cups crashing to the floor, shattering into pieces.

“Ruanruan… Ruanruan…” He continually murmured Duan Yanbing’s mother’s name, his heartache surging like tidal waves, one after another crashing violently within him.

No.

It couldn’t be this way!

He had been blind and deceived, losing the woman he loved, enduring a lifetime of agony, barely living. He couldn’t let his son suffer the same pain.

Once he helped his son win over Ye Xingbei, his son would surely understand that everything he did was to prevent him from making the same mistakes.

He closed his eyes and took several deep breaths, forcefully suppressing the pain that was crushing him.

After a moment, he opened his eyes, took out his phone, and made a call, “Have you figured out a way to do what I asked?”

He didn’t know what the response was, but a satisfied smile curved his lips, “Good, don’t disappoint me!”

After hanging up, he picked up the binoculars from the table and looked out towards the river.

On the river, Ye Xingbei had taken off her shoes and socks, her bare feet kicking in the water.

She held a lotus flower in her hands, wobbling gently, the flower was tender pink, but she was even more delicate than the bloom.

He had seen countless beautiful women, but Ye Xingbei was undoubtedly the most beautiful.

Just like his Ruanruan, stunning and incomparably radiant.

Unfortunately, he had been foolish and naive, deceived and had lost his Ruanruan.

A lifetime of solitude, despite wealth that could rival nations, not a moment of joy.

He would never allow his son to repeat his life.

He would definitely help his son win over Ye Xingbei.

Definitely!

Through the binoculars, Gu Junzhu and Ye Xingbei were speaking, and he pulled her feet out of the water, placing her legs on his own and using a towel to wipe her feet.

He didn’t know what he said, but Ye Xingbei laughed coyly, playfully hitting his shoulders.

Gu Junzhu laughed, his face radiated a happiness and pleasure that was indescribable.

Yen Wenqing watched, his heart bitter, and he threw the binoculars away.

Gu Junzhu’s heartfelt happiness and laughter, he had once had that too.

But unfortunately, he had been too obstinate, only willing to believe what he saw with his own eyes, unwilling to trust his Ruanruan.

And so, he had lost her, endured a lifetime of pain.

Karma.

It was all karma.

If only there were such a thing as reincarnation in this world.

If reincarnation existed, he would definitely find his Ruanruan.

If he were given another chance, he would cherish her dearly, and never again betray his Ruanruan…