Defrosting The Cold Young Master

Chapter 890: Chapter 894: You Set Me Up, Didn’t You?

The traffic was so bad that the cars couldn’t pass, so the group got out and walked.

Just as they were about to pass the mother who had lost her daughter and was crying her heart out, Ye Xingbei subconsciously embraced Xiao Shumiao, shielding his view.

The little guy sensitively sensed that his mom was very upset and nestled quietly in her arms without moving.

When Gu Chi spoke to Gu Junzhu and Ye Xingbei about those issues, he didn’t avoid Lingyue and himself.

Lingyue understood everything.

He seemed to grasp yet not fully comprehend it.

But he knew something bad had happened on this side, and mom was unhappy.

The group walked into the temple fair street, and seeing Xiao Shumiao looking pitiful like a frostbitten eggplant coiled up in her embrace, Ye Xingbei immediately brightened up, put him down on the ground, and showed him a smile, “Alright, go play.”

It had been hard to get a chance to take the child out for some fun; keeping a gloomy face the whole time would be too much of a damper on a child’s spirits.

“Yeah, yeah!” Seeing his mom’s gentle and beautiful smile again, Xiao Shumiao immediately revived as if injected with chicken blood, grabbed Lingyue’s hand, and said, “Brother Xiaoyue, let’s go there, there’s lots of candy!”

The two little guys ran towards the candy stall like young colts let loose.

Because there were so many people, the bodyguards didn’t follow from a distance as usual but stuck close behind them, not leaving their side.

Seeing Duan Yanbing, Xueno, Yu Nuo, and several Gu Family bodyguards following closely behind the two little guys, Gu Junzhu and Ye Xingbei did not rush to follow.

Hand in hand, the two leisurely strolled through the crowd, eyeing the goods on both sides of the street and chatting idly.

Suddenly, Gu Junzhu spotted a stall selling masks by the roadside, with a rope hanging all sorts of familiar masks like Sun Wukong, Pigsy, Chang’e, and others.

Gu Junzhu seemed struck by an idea, the corners of her lips hooked, she took out her cellphone and sent Feng Yushang a text message: Haunted house.

At that moment, Feng Yushang was sitting in a private room at a club, her face cold as she watched the surveillance video in front of her.

At the sound of the text alert, she took out her phone to check it.

Upon seeing the words “Haunted house” sent by Gu Junzhu, she first froze, then quickly realized what it meant. She bit her lip and her gaze toward the surveillance video grew sharper and colder.

Staring at the person in the video, she silently vowed: Feng Linyu, Zhang Shanshan, Tan Jiaqi, just you wait, I will make you one by one taste the most excruciating agony in the world before dying in despair.

In the next room over, Feng Linyu stirred and woke from his slumber.

He opened his eyes, dazed for a moment, then abruptly remembered something and sat up with a jerk.

The Zhang Shanshan sleeping beside him was startled awake as well and sat up quickly.

Recalling what had just happened, Feng Linyu with a livid face demanded of Zhang Shanshan, “Did you set me up?”

“Wasn’t it you who set me up?” Zhang Shanshan, recalling the events as well, had a gleam of schadenfreude in her eyes, along with a hint of pride.

She had thought her cousin’s husband was a noble gentleman, loving only her cousin.

Bullshit.

There’s no man in this world who doesn’t cheat.

Isn’t that so?

Couldn’t hold back any longer, and the true colors are revealed, aren’t they?

She and Tan Jiaqi were indeed very close, but women have jealousy in them.

Feng Linyu was handsome and charming, a top executive at Feng Group, worth a great deal, and he was gentle and attentive toward Tan Jiaqi, almost completely obedient—Zhang Shanshan had always been envious of Tan Jiaqi.

Despite her envy, she had control and had never thought of seducing Feng Linyu.

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