Defrosting The Cold Young Master-Chapter 1916 - 1920: The Most Perfect Thing He Could Imagine

Outside the courtyard are pavilions and towers, artificial hills and small structures, bridges and flowing water, scenery every five steps, a painting every ten.

The yard is filled with blooming flowers in a riot of colors, competing in beauty and fragrance, captivating and refreshing.

The small building is equipped with professional chefs and servants, and whether outside or inside, it is spotless.

Everything in the bedroom is brand new, and a bouquet of blooming flowers sits in the vase on the windowsill, cleanliness and delicacy everywhere.

Gu Junzhu is sitting in the living room talking to Xie Yunlin and Xie Jinfei, discussing business matters.

Seeing Ye Xingbei come back with the two children, he turns his gaze to her: "What do you think? Are you satisfied?"

"Satisfied," Ye Xingbei nods: "It’s especially beautiful."

"Yeah, Dad, super super beautiful!" Xiao Shumiao runs to his side, climbs into his arms, sits on his lap, wraps his arms around his neck, his eyes shining with excitement: "Dad, I really like it here!"

"Hmm," Gu Junzhu pinches his nose: "If you like it, stay a few more days here, whenever you’ve had enough, we’ll leave."

"Yay!" Xiao Shumiao claps his hands happily, giving him a big kiss: "Dad is the best!"

Ye Xingbei coughs.

Xiao Shumiao turns his head to look at Ye Xingbei, blinking his big, dark eyes, smiling pleasingly at her: "Mom is the very very best!"

"What about your big uncle and second uncle?" Xie Jinfei teases him on purpose.

"Also very good!" Xiao Shumiao sticks out his thumb and forefinger, showing a very small gap: "Just a tiny bit less good than Dad and Mom!"

Xie Jinfei glances at Lingyue: "And what about your brother Xiaoyue?"

"Just as good as Dad and Mom!" Xiao Shumiao answers without hesitation. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

Xie Jinfei clutches his chest, the picture of heartbreak: "Why can’t I and your big uncle be as good as your Dad and Mom? We love you just as much!"

"Wow, so cheesy!" Xiao Shumiao rubs his little arms, his face showing he can hardly stand the cheesiness.

Xie Jinfei: "..."

Ye Xingbei laughs heartily and sits down next to Gu Junzhu, rubbing Xiao Shumiao’s small head: "Stop teasing your second uncle, his heart is so broken it can’t be pieced together."

"Isn’t that right?" Xie Jinfei agrees deeply: "Xiao Shu, you know you’ve deeply hurt your second uncle, right?"

Xiao Shumiao hugs Gu Junzhu’s neck and makes a face at him.

Gu Junzhu enjoys the full-hearted trust and love of the little guy, his heart melted like water.

He pats the little guy’s small back, affectionately kissing his forehead.

Suddenly, he remembers what Ye Xingbei said last night: If only Xiao Shumiao were his and Ye Xingbei’s biological son!

Knowing it’s impossible, yet these thoughts uncontrollably surface in his mind.

If Xiao Shumiao were his and Ye Xingbei’s biological son, it would be the most wonderful thing in the world.

Then, Ye Xingbei would not have to worry about the truth of Xiao Shumiao’s origins being revealed.

In the future, Xiao Shumiao wouldn’t be saddened by the truth of his origins being uncovered.

Couldn’t be more perfect.

It’s just a pity...

He lovingly rubs Xiao Shumiao’s head.

In this world, things don’t always go as we wish eight or nine times out of ten.

No matter what the future holds, this child who trusts and loves him wholeheartedly, he will always protect, letting him grow up safe and happy.