Defrosting The Cold Young Master-Chapter 1973 - 1977: How Could He Bear to See Her Suffer?

"Miss!" Xueno trembled as he held Ye Xingbei, one hand pressing on Ye Xingbei’s lower abdomen, the other pulling out his phone to dial emergency services.

"Mom!" Xiao Shumiao screamed, collapsing to his knees beside Ye Xingbei, watching the blood continuously flowing from Xueno’s hand, and broke into sobbing cries.

The child Xueno had kicked to the ground, using his uninjured wrist to support the injured one, struggled to get up from the ground and attempted to run.

Lingyue lunged forward, knocking him onto the sand, picked up the dagger that had fallen onto the beach, raised it, and violently struck it down on his wrist.

The bright and sharp dagger cut cleanly through his wrist.

The child screamed in terror, watching his hand fall to the sand, his screams almost piercing the eardrums.

Xueno looked over, stunned: "Young Master Xiaoyue..."

Lingyue straddled him, holding the bloody dagger, his eyes bloodshot and his face full of malice.

Xiao Shumiao saw nothing, heard nothing.

In his eyes, there was only Ye Xingbei.

He also spread his small hands, helping to press on her wound, wailing, "Mom, don’t die... Mom, don’t die..."

Ye Xingbei was in terrible pain, but still tried to pull a smile, "Mom is okay, Mom won’t die..."

"Mom, Xiao Shu is scared..." Xiao Shumiao pressed on her wound, snuggling next to her, "Mom, Xiao Shu is so scared..."

"It’s okay..." Ye Xingbei raised her hand, trying to touch him, but as she moved slightly, an indescribable pain washed over her, pulling her into darkness.

When Gu Junzhu received the notification and hurried to the hospital, Ye Xingbei had not yet come out of the emergency room.

Xueno kneeled on the ground, cold sweat dripping to the floor, voice filled with guilt and remorse: "I’m sorry... I didn’t protect the young lady... It’s all my fault..."

"And me, I didn’t protect mom either..." Xiao Shumiao threw himself into Gu Junzhu’s arms, clutching Gu Junzhu’s waist, crying loudly.

His voice was hoarse from crying, but he couldn’t stop.

He was too afraid.

He saw the knife plunge into his mother’s body.

He saw a lot of blood gush from his mother’s body.

He knew his mom was upset, so he played with his Brother Xiaoyue for a while, but he worried about his mom and told his Brother Xiaoyue that they should go find her.

He found her.

But when he found her, before he could call out to her, he saw a child slightly older than him plunge a knife into his mother’s body.

He wanted to protect her, but it was too late.

"And me..." Lingyue said, lowering his head, "I didn’t protect Master Shi..."

Gu Junzhu held Xiao Shumiao in his arms, gently caressing the back of his head, lowering his gaze slightly, and said to Xueno, "Stand up now."

Realistically speaking, Xueno must be at fault.

Ye Xingbei’s injury was inexcusable.

But people are not machines; mistakes happen.

Ye Xingbei didn’t like close protection; Xueno had seen a teenage child approach Ye Xingbei to sell goods, overlooked the child’s potential danger, and failed to stay close to Ye Xingbei for her protection; it was Xueno’s dereliction but was somewhat understandable.

The key is, Ye Xingbei and Xueno were like brothers; if he were to punish Xueno for this, Ye Xingbei would certainly feel sad.

How could he let her be sad?

The incident had already happened, blaming anyone wouldn’t change anything.