Defrosting The Cold Young Master
Chapter 1259 - 1263: His Heartache Is Driving Him Insane

Chapter 1259: Chapter 1263: His Heartache Is Driving Him Insane

A moment later, he gazed into Duan Yanbing’s eyes and said bitterly, "Son, Daddy can’t bear to let you go."

He would rather face a horrible death himself, crushed under carts and trampled by horses, than risk his son’s life with an oath.

Even though he knew that oaths were intangible and fleeting, something he never believed in,

he still couldn’t bear it.

Still couldn’t bring himself to say it.

Duan Yanbing remained silent, only pressing the dagger down further.

"Alright, alright!" Yen Wenqing rushed forward, grabbing his wrist which held the dagger, and compromising with a deathly pale face, "I swear! I swear I’ll stay away from Gu Junzhu and Ye Xingbei, and for the rest of my life I won’t harm a single hair on their heads, or let my son be crushed and trampled, meeting a terrible end!"

As he swore, he struggled to wrestle the dagger from Duan Yanbing’s hand.

The tip of the dagger was pulled from Duan Yanbing’s chest, causing blood to gush out even more rapidly.

Yen Wenqing frantically pressed on the wound and bellowed toward the doorway, "Someone, bring the medical kit, hurry!"

Yen Wenqing pressed one hand on the wound on his chest, while using the other to sit him down on the sofa.

He knelt on one knee, both hands pressing hard on the bleeding wound.

Seeing blood continuously flowing from the wound, his face turned pale with greenish tinge from panic, his expression fraught with anxiety, both hands trembling.

Duan Yanbing looked down at him, a bitter and unbearable taste in his heart.

This father of his, who had never raised him,

yet was the person who treated him the kindest in this world, aside from Fifth Brother and Beibei.

Maybe he wasn’t a good person, perhaps even a hidden lunatic.

But his affection was genuine.

He didn’t want to be mortal enemies with Fifth Brother and Beibei, fighting to death.

He would rather die himself than to see any of them die.

Soon, the medical kit was brought in.

With shaking hands, Yen Wenqing treated Duan Yanbing’s wound—disinfecting, applying medicine, covering with gauze, wrapping with bandages.

Once he was sure that Duan Yanbing’s life was not in danger, Yen Wenqing swept the medical kit aside and gave Duan Yanbing a fierce slap, "Are you freaking crazy? You think you can just play around with your heart? What if anything unexpected happens, you’d drop dead in a second, and no one could save you!"

Duan Yanbing’s face turned to one side from the slap, and he did not turn back for a long while.

Yen Wenqing was furious and angry, but more so, he was heartbroken.

Heartbroken to the point of nearly going mad.

"Son!" he reached out to pull Duan Yanbing into his embrace, his palm resting on the back of his head, "Dad will keep his word... from now on, I’ll stop causing trouble, and so should you. Come home with Dad, let’s have a good life together as father and son, okay?"

Duan Yanbing pushed him away and, after silent moment, finally nodded, "Fine!"

Yen Wenqing was overjoyed at once, "Son, are you serious?"

"Serious," Duan Yanbing looked up at him, "But not right now... Ah Zui is about to get married to Xiao Mi, after attending their wedding, I will go back with you."

He did not know if his father would go mad again in the future.

Even though his father had taken an oath.

But he could not fully trust a lunatic.

The only solution was for him to leave.

To leave Fifth Brother and Beibei, and go to his father’s side.

And if there was a chance in the future, to find a girl he liked, get married, and have children.

If he got married and had children, creating a stable life, his father would surely not trouble Fifth Brother and Beibei any longer.

Only, having made such a decision, the feeling of heartache immediately spread to his every organ, and the originally vibrant world before his eyes suddenly turned pitch black.

He didn’t want to leave Fifth Brother, didn’t want to leave Beibei.