Defrosting The Cold Young Master-Chapter 839 - 843 Xiao Shu Cried
Chapter 839: Chapter 843 Xiao Shu Cried
Xiao Shumiao wrapped his arms around Gu Junzhu’s neck, his eyes gleaming as if he were looking at a rare treasure.
Suddenly, he caught sight of a passerby smoking a cigarette not far away from the corner of his eye, and the smile on his face instantly froze. He pushed Gu Junzhu forcefully, sliding out of her embrace to the ground.
Without a word, he dashed toward the western restaurant.
“Xiao Shu!” After such a heart-stopping incident, Ye Xingbei dared not let him move alone and hurriedly chased after him.
Lingyue followed closely behind Xiao Shumiao, doggedly pursuing him.
Xiao Shumiao ran into the western restaurant, up to the door of one of the private rooms, turned the doorknob, and entered.
Inside the room, a thick scent of cigarette smoke still lingered; the table had not yet been cleared by the waiter, and more than a dozen unfinished cigarettes were scattered across the table.
Xiao Shumiao stood at the door, staring blankly, motionless.
Lingyue, worried, looked at him, “Xiao Shu, what’s wrong?”
Ye Xingbei caught up, bent down to embrace Xiao Shumiao, and, seeing the cigarettes on the table, instantly understood why her son had rushed here.
Her son had come looking for Feng Yi and Feng Yushang.
She comforted Xiao Shumiao with a kiss and patted his little spine, “Brother and Sister have gone home.”
Xiao Shumiao abruptly turned and wrapped his arms around her neck, tears plopping down onto her neck, “I made Sister mad, Sister bullied Brother…”
“No, it’s not Xiao Shu’s fault,” Ye Xingbei soothed him, “Sister was smoking in a public place, and that was wrong of her. Xiao Shu reminded Sister, which means you are a good child; Xiao Shu did nothing wrong.”
Xiao Shu continued crying, “But Sister bullied Brother, I reminded Sister, and then Sister bullied Brother…”
His words were muddled, but she was his mother, and Ye Xingbei understood what he meant.
Her son meant to say that because he reminded Feng Yushang that she shouldn’t smoke, she pressed the cigarette on Feng Yi’s hand, extinguishing it that way.
Her son must be thinking that if he hadn’t reminded Feng Yushang, and she had finished smoking her cigarette, she wouldn’t have had to put the still burning cigarette butt on the back of Feng Yi’s hand.
She could only explain to her son, “Even if Xiao Shu reminded her, she could have put out the cigarette somewhere else, she didn’t have to press it on that brother’s hand. The reason she bullied the brother was that she doesn’t like him, and they have conflicts. It has nothing to do with Xiao Shu.”
“Mommy’s right,” Gu Junzhu took Xiao Shumiao from Ye Xingbei’s arms and kissed his tear-streaked little face, “Don’t cry, baby, it’s not your fault.”
Gu Junzhu held him close and soothed him softly, but Xiao Shumiao suddenly felt even more aggrieved and, wrapping his arms around Gu Junzhu’s neck, burst into loud weeping.
Gu Junzhu frowned, suddenly feeling a strong dislike for Feng Yushang.
He gently patted Xiao Shu’s slender spine, continually comforting him softly, “Be good, don’t cry, it really isn’t Xiao Shu’s fault, that sister and that brother had conflicts long before Xiao Shu met them, that sister used to bully that brother all the time. Today’s incident, it’s just a coincidence.”
Xiao Shumiao, still embracing his neck, continued to sob quietly.
Xiao Shumiao wasn’t a child prone to tears.
Once, while practicing martial arts with Lingyue, he accidentally fell to the ground, his head swelling up with a big bump. The little guy didn’t shed a single tear but even joked with him, laughing and saying he was a little azure dragon with horns on his head.
After spending so much time with Xiao Shumiao, except for when Ye Xingbei was injured, this was the first time Gu Junzhu had seen him cry so sorrowfully.
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