Defrosting The Cold Young Master - Chapter 446: 447: Heartache

Chapter 446: Chapter 447: Heartache

Ye Xingbei shared the inhumane deeds of the Xu Family with Lingyue.

Even though Lingyue was only eight years old, Ye Xingbei no longer saw him as a child.

She didn’t worry that Lingyue wouldn’t understand.

As a matter of fact, Lingyue indeed understood.

His gaze shifted from surprise, to anger, then to hatred, and finally to calmness.

He looked at Senior Master Xiang, his eyes filled with complex emotions: “… Gr-Grandpa?”

“Yes! Good boy, I am your grandpa! I am your grandpa!” Senior Master Xiang could no longer control himself, and he hugged Lingyue tightly, crying out loud.

In his life, besides when his wife passed away, he had never shed a tear.

But today, he couldn’t contain his grief and his crying was more unkempt than ever.

Holding Lingyue, he thought of his late wife and the daughter he never met. His heart felt as if it had been torn into a thousand pieces.

He regretted for the umpteenth time that, if only he hadn’t forced his wife to come to Jiang City to help with the disaster.

His wife wouldn’t have given birth prematurely and lost her health.

Their daughter wouldn’t have been replaced by the Xu family.

If he had protected her, his daughter wouldn’t have gotten married in Jiang City and she wouldn’t have met with that damning accident.

His wife and his daughter could have been alive today.

But alas, all of these ifs are just ifs.

His wife and daughter can never come back to him.

Now all he can do is cherish the people before him.

Seeing his emotional upheaval, and fearing he might hurt Lingyue’s injuries due to his uncontrolled strength, Ye Xingbei quickly tried to comfort him, “Senior Xiang, being able to recognize Xiao Yue is a blessing, don’t be sad. Xiao Yue is still injured…”

“Am I hurting you?” Senior Master Xiang, who was in so much pain that he became somewhat delirious, came back to his senses and quickly let go of Lingyue, asking worriedly.

Lingyue shook his head.

It actually hurt, but he had always been good at enduring.

Senior Master Xiang, a shrewd man, could tell by his expression that he was lying.

An eight-year-old from any other family may cry over scraping some skin, but his little grandson, covered in injuries, was acting like everything was normal.

In the end, it was only because he had suffered too much and learned to endure.

Thinking of the hardships this child had endured, Senior Master Xiang felt another surge of unbearable grief, yet he gently patted Lingyue’s head, “Xiao Yue, you’re still a child. If it hurts, you should cry. You don’t have to endure it.”

Lingyue shook his head, “Grandpa, I really don’t hurt.”

Looking at this sweet and heartbreaking child, and thinking about Ling Fangzhou’s neglect and Xie Wennan’s abuse, Senior Master Xiang felt a sharp pain in his heart.

He suddenly arose in uncontrollable rage, turned around, walked out of the hospital room, and ordered his close associate: “Go, bring Ling Fangzhou and Xie Wennan to me. I want to see them!”

He wanted to see those two heartless bastards, and fervently seek justice for his grandson!

His confidant obeyed and left. He returned to the hospital room, his face no longer showing rage, but now presenting a gentle and loving smile.

Even though Lingyue’s face was bandaged, bruised, and swollen, far from its usual state of a handsome little prince, he still believed that Lingyue was the most adorable child in the world.

He felt that he had never cherished someone as much as he did now.

Lingyue was now his most precious one, someone he valued more than his own life.

He had many things he wanted to share with Lingyue. Just as he began to talk, the door to the hospital room was suddenly pushed open and Xiao Shumiao burst in like a cannonball.