Defrosting The Cold Young Master-Chapter 1971 - 1975: Did You Two Have a Fight?

Every step she took was slow and heavy.

She didn’t know how to bring it up with Gu Junzhu.

Even more, she didn’t know how Gu Junzhu would react once he found out that Xiao Shu was the son she had with another man.

Would he still be as close to her as before?

Would he still treat Xiao Shu as if he were his own like before?

She couldn’t imagine Gu Junzhu’s expression and reaction after knowing about this.

She only felt instinctive fear.

She didn’t want Gu Junzhu to know about this.

Yet she must let Gu Junzhu know.

Most of the world’s pain probably comes from this.

Knowing it’s hard, yet having to do it.

She went to the study first.

Gu Junzhu wasn’t there.

In the living room, Xiao Shumiao and Lingyue were playing with toys.

Seeing her coming downstairs, Xiao Shumiao dropped the toys and ran towards her.

When he reached her, the little guy hugged her waist and looked up at her, asking with concern, "Mom, are you okay?"

Ye Xingbei looked down at him, slowly raised her arm, and stroked his little face, "Mom is fine, mom is okay."

As she touched Xiao Shumiao’s little face, she couldn’t help but squat down, looking up at him.

Her gaze traced over Xiao Shumiao’s face, staring intently, over and over again.

This is her son.

Her biological son.

Looking back, fortunately, she never mistreated Xiao Shu.

Raising Xiao Shu for five years, she always treated Xiao Shu as if he were her own, never once mistreating him.

If she had been anything less than good to Xiao Shu in the past, learning the truth today, she would surely regret it to the point of wanting to die.

Bai Mengluan always claimed she did her best to ensure her and Xiao Shu’s happiness.

But in reality, she was just a step away from pushing her into an abyss of no return.

"Mom, what’s wrong?" Seeing tears suddenly fall from Ye Xingbei’s eyes, Xiao Shumiao anxiously raised his little hand to touch her face, "Mom, why are you crying?"

"It’s okay..." Ye Xingbei really wanted to hold Xiao Shu in her arms and cry aloud.

She desperately suppressed this impulse.

She was afraid of scaring Xiao Shu.

She turned away, wiped the tears from her face, turned back, and tried hard to smile at Xiao Shu, "Mom is okay, Xiao Shu, where’s dad?"

"Dad went out," Xiao Shumiao pointed towards the door, "Dad said he had to go to the city, something happened at the company, and he went back to the office."

"Oh..." Ye Xingbei asked, "Did your dad say what happened at the company?"

Xiao Shumiao shook his head.

"Okay, I know," Ye Xingbei stood up and patted his little head, "Good boy, go play."

"And you? Mom?" Xiao Shumiao looked up, worriedly at her.

Ye Xingbei glanced outside, "Mom is a bit stuffy, going out for a walk."

Xiao Shumiao said, "Can I go with you, Mom? I want to be with you."

"Next time, okay?" Ye Xingbei lowered her head, affectionately touching his little face, "Mom has something to think about, wants to be alone for a bit. Mom will be with you next time, okay?"

"... Alright," Xiao Shumiao reluctantly nodded, "... Mom, did you have a fight with Dad?"

"No," Ye Xingbei smiled at him, "Why would you think that?"

"Because Mom looks sad," Xiao Shumiao said, "I thought Dad upset you, so Dad went to the office and you want to be alone."