Defrosting The Cold Young Master

Ye Xingbei: "..."

Gu Junzhu: "..."

It was rare to see Fifth Lord of Gu also looking completely speechless, which made Ye Xingbei crack up instead.

She bent down, picked Xiao Shumiao up from the ground, patted the dirt off him, and knocked on his head. "From now on you’re not allowed to roll around on the ground. It’s too dirty! And your dad is right, the floor is cold, you’ll catch a cold and get diarrhea. If you get sick, I’ll have Aunt Yaer cook you the bitterest medicine, and have Brother Qingrun jab your butt with needles!"

"I’m not afraid of bitter medicine, and I’m not afraid of painful shots!" Xiao Shumiao puffed out his little chest, full of pride.

Ye Xingbei: "..."

Gu Junzhu burst out laughing and was just about to say something when his phone rang.

He patted his precious son’s little head, took out his phone, and glanced at the screen.

It was a call from Yu Mo.

"Who is it?" Ye Xingbei leaned over to look.

"Yu Mo. He must have heard about Jing Shasha," Gu Junzhu answered the call and put the phone to his ear.

"Boss..." Yu Mo asked haltingly, "Um... I heard that Jing Shasha is sick?"

"Jing Shasha is sick—what’s that got to do with me?" Gu Junzhu shot back. "Am I her dad or her uncle?"

Ye Xingbei: "..."

Fifth Master, from now on you shouldn’t be called Gu Junzhu, you should be called Gu Snark.

Yu Mo: "...I heard Master Ning went over, and I figured Master Ning was with you today. You’re so wise and mighty, I figured you definitely know the inside story, so I came to you to ask."

Gu Junzhu said, "You know Ah Jing went too, and you didn’t think to call Ah Jing?"

Yu Mo said, "Aren’t you my boss? Aren’t I under your wing? Of course I have to call you!"

Gu Junzhu gave a dry chuckle. "Couldn’t get through to Ah Jing, right?"

Yu Mo: "...Nothing gets past you, Boss. You’re like a living oracle!"

"Oracle my ass. What are you, scallions and ginger?" Gu Junzhu stood up, and suddenly a thought flashed through his mind. "But this time, it really is an opportunity for you."

Yu Mo immediately said, "Boss, I’m all ears!"

"This whole mess for the Jing family started with taking a son-in-law in," Gu Junzhu said. "Now that they’ve been burned once, they probably won’t be as hung up about matrilocal marriage as before. If you really want to marry Jing Shasha, you can talk to her family—tell them you won’t marry into their family. After you get married, you can have two kids: one with your surname, one with Jing Shasha’s. The Jing family will likely agree to that."

Yu Mo was a little confused. "Boss, what do you mean? I don’t get it. What ’mess this time’? What do you mean ’got burned once’? Who burned them? What exactly is wrong with Shasha?"

Gu Junzhu frowned, a little impatient. "So you basically don’t know anything?"

"Boss, I’m working overtime for you! How would I know anything?" Yu Mo was on the verge of collapse. "The boss lady’s dessert shop opened and Master Ning and the others all went to eat and drink, and Ah Zuo and I are still slaving away at the company. Boss, hurry up and feel your conscience!"

Gu Junzhu raised his brows. "Oh? Planning a rebellion now?"

He even dared to tell him to feel his conscience!

"No, no," Yu Mo chickened out. "Boss, I was wrong. I’m just a little anxious, okay? What’s going on with Shasha?"

Gu Junzhu asked, "You didn’t call Jing Shasha?"

"I did, she didn’t pick up." That was why he was anxious.

Before, it was always Jing Shasha clinging to him. Wherever he went, Jing Shasha followed.

Today, he’d heard from a friend that they’d run into Jing Shasha at the hospital.