Defrosting The Cold Young Master
Chapter 1258: 1262: Why Is His Son Such a Stupid Bird?

Chapter 1258: Chapter 1262: Why Is His Son Such a Stupid Bird?

“Don’t move!” Duan Yanbing pressed down on his wrist, the dagger’s tip piercing his skin, and fresh blood trailing down his robust chest.

Seeing the fresh blood flowing from the flesh, Yen Wenqing felt heart-wrenching pain.

The hint of drunkenness faded instantly, overwhelmed by pain and anger, he exploded, “Duan Yanbing! What madness is this again? Didn’t you say that Gu Junzhu’s poison was cured? His poison is cured, and you’re still having a fit? Stop it! Stop!”

Seeing the dagger’s tip pressed against Duan Yanbing’s chest, he felt his blood freeze.

He truly feared an accident might occur; if the dagger went in a few centimeters further, Duan Yanbing would be dead.

That was the son he and Ruanruan had together.

The only son he and Ruanruan had.

If he had to watch Duan Yanbing die, he’d rather die himself!

His gaze fixed on the gleaming dagger’s tip, he raised his arms, pressing down slowly, trying to calm Duan Yanbing, “Son, I beg you, calm down. Don’t do anything rash. Dad will listen to you, all right if I listen to everything you say?”

They say in love, the one who loves deeper, loses.

Isn’t it the same between father and son?

Among father and son, the one who loves deeper also loses.

He loved deeply, so he lost.

He wasn’t his son’s father; he was like his son’s grandson!

As long as his son didn’t seek death, he could do whatever.

Duan Yanbing coldly looked at him, “Swear it!”

“I swear!” Seeing the blood flowing faster from Duan Yanbing’s chest, Yen Wenqing didn’t hesitate for a moment, raising his right hand, “Son, I swear, Dad will obey you. Put down the dagger, be good, put it down, and Dad will obey you!”

Duan Yanbing still pressed the dagger against his chest, but the pressure slightly eased, “I want you to swear on my life, stay away from Fifth Brother and Beibei forever, never harm Fifth Brother and Beibei again! If you break this oath, may you be crushed and trampled, meeting a terrible end!”

“You… you…” Yen Wenqing was so furious his face turned from pale to purple, on the verge of vomiting blood.

Yen Wenqing was considered a fierce and decisive powerhouse of his generation.

He never imagined, the woman he loved had given birth to a son for that priest!

He’d never seen such a crazy man, who had a woman he liked but didn’t fight for her, didn’t snatch her, yet wanted to swear on his life to protect his rival.

Yen Wenqing cursed furiously, “Have you gone crazy playing undercover? Selfishness is the way of survival! Why do you always think of others? Can’t you think of yourself?”

Human nature is selfish.

He had never seen someone so selfless, someone who only thought of others.

How could he have such an absurd son?

They say, in a big forest, there are all kinds of birds.

Damn, why was his son such an idiotic bird?

He was about to lose his mind, but Duan Yanbing’s gaze grew even colder, pressing the dagger down another half-inch.

The somewhat congealed blood flowed again immediately.

Yen Wenqing’s heart skipped several beats, he surrendered, raising his hands high, “Okay, okay, calm down, son. Isn’t it enough I’ll listen to you? I swear! I swear I will stay away from Gu Junzhu and Ye Xingbei forever, and I won’t touch a hair on their heads for the rest of my life, or may I be crushed and trampled, meeting a terrible end!”

“It’s not you!” Duan Yanbing coldly corrected, “It’s me!”

Yen Wenqing opened his mouth but no sound came out.