Defrosting The Cold Young Master

Chapter 460: 461: Doesn't She Want to Benefit from This?



Chapter 460: Chapter 461: Doesn’t She Want to Benefit from This?

Although he seemed calm, Ye Xingbei could not help but sense his dissatisfaction and loneliness.

She wanted to comfort him, but she didn’t know what to say.

Defending his home and nation probably held the same place in Gu Junzhu’s heart as music did in hers.

If one day someone told her that she could no longer play the piano, sing or write songs, she would feel as if the sky had turned grey.

Life would not become impossible, but the world, once filled with color, would become gray.

She felt empathy for Gu Junzhu, but there was nothing she could do.

Suddenly, a question came to mind, “How old is your nephew?”

This man was only in his twenties and yet he had a formidable nephew.

How old was his nephew?

Gu Junzhu came back to his senses, “He’s the same age as me, two months younger.”

Ye Xingbei’s mouth twitched, “Uh…”

Gu Junzhu insisted, “Two months younger is still younger! He is younger than me!”

Ye Xingbei: “…”

He was a nephew simply due to being two months younger, reducing him a generation. She pitied the special forces soldier she had yet to meet.

“Um…” Ye Xingbei asked again, “Is he a direct nephew or cousin nephew?”

“Direct nephew,” Gu Junzhu said, “My elder sister’s child.”

“Oh, oh,” Ye Xingbei nodded, “Alright then.”

If he was a direct nephew, then he had no choice.

No matter whether he was two months younger, two months older or even two or twenty years older than Gu Junzhu, as a direct nephew, he had to respectfully call him uncle.

Gu Junzhu raised an eyebrow at her, “What’s alright?”

Ye Xingbei: “…I was just saying, your generation gap is really large!”

“You’re too polite,” Gu Junzhu lazily smiled, “You’re benefiting from associating with me, no need to thank me too much!”

Ye Xingbei: “…”

Did she want to benefit in this way?

However, seeing Gu Junzhu return to his usual casual and carefree demeanor, the heaviness and loneliness she had sensed earlier seemed like her imagination, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

She was more accustomed to his sloppy and insouciant nature and didn’t like seeing him serious and deep.

She pondered, “When is he arriving? Is he staying with us?”

“His arrival depends on his mood, there’s no definite time,” Gu Junzhu said, “And yes, he’ll be staying at our house, my father asked me to keep an eye on him.”

Ye Xingbei asked, “Is it because he’s worried he won’t properly recuperate and asked you to take care of him?”

Gu Junzhu chuckled, “It’s because he’s afraid he will cause trouble for the good girls in Jiang City.”

Ye Xingbei: “…”

Was Fifth Lord of Gu sure he was describing a retired special forces soldier?

She had become accustomed to his frivolous talk and automatically ignored it when it seemed untrustworthy, and directly asked the main point, “Do I need to prepare anything for him?”

“No need to worry, I’ve already told the housekeeper,” Gu Junzhu paused, “He’ll have to stay in the main house…is it okay if I let him stay on the third floor?”

He was not used to having someone invade his private domain.

If it were not for him being a direct nephew, he would definitely choose to throw him in the servants’ quarters!

“Of course!” Ye Xingbei gave him a strange look, thinking this question was pointless.

If his direct nephew came and didn’t stay in the main house, were they supposed to make him stay in the servants’ quarters?

However… he had not taken it upon himself to decide, but discussed it with her. Somehow, she felt a sweet sensation in her heart.

She and Fifth Lord of Gu… seemed to be living more like a genuine family.

This feeling…yes, quite nice!

Just as she was about to ask something else, she heard Xiao Shumiao call out to them, “Mom and Dad, come quickly!”

Worried that the children might be in trouble, Ye Xingbei rushed back to the bedside, looking at them with concern, “What’s wrong with Xiao Shu?”


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