Defrosting The Cold Young Master

Chapter 85: What are you thinking about? Why are you so sad?

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He diligently applied medicine to every wound on Ye Xingbei’s body, then threw the ointment aside and pinned her down.

Ye Xingbei reached out with her tender white hands to push him away, “Get off me, stop messing around!”

The tone of her words was supposed to be reprimanding, but because she was weak, her voice sounded gentle and sweet, like she was acting spoiled.

Gu Junzhu’s eyes darkened, he lowered his head and gently kissed her bruised cheek.

Ye Xingbei knew that, although her face was no longer inflated like a pig’s head, those bruises were still present. Her face, marred with patches of purple and green, must’ve looked thoroughly unpleasant.

She didn’t want anyone to see her in such an unsightly state. So, turning her head aside, she fiercely pushed Gu Junzhu away, “Stop messing around, get up, get up quickly!”

She couldn’t understand how Gu Junzhu could bring himself to kiss her when her face looked as distorted as a clown’s at the moment.

Grabbing her chin, Gu Junzhu kissed the black-and-blue area near her eye again.

Flushing a vibrant red, Ye Xingbei put all her strength into pushing him away, “Stop kissing me! I just applied medicine, aren’t you afraid it might poison you?”

Holding her chin and gazing at her, Gu Junzhu’s dark eyes glittered with an unusual light, “Ye Xiaobei, rest easy, I’ll definitely help you get your revenge!” Revenge?

A flash of hurt crossed Ye Xingbei’s eyes as she turned to look out the window.

She really didn’t care about what Xiang Bingzhi had done to her.

If she ever did anything wrong, Ye Xinglan’s punishments were much harsher than Xiang Bingzhi’s.

She was not afraid of pain.

Irrelevant people couldn’t really hurt her, no matter how much physical pain they caused.

What was the so-called bitterness of flesh and bone?

What truly hurt was a wounded heart.

Xie Jinfei had hurt her heart.

Thinking about the contempt and disdain in Xie Jinfei’s eyes when he looked at her, the sneering tone when he spoke to her, Ye Xingbei felt her heart clench in pain.

Even if Xie Jinfei didn’t know she was his cousin, even when he thought she was Jiang Zhengxing’s daughter, he was her first cousin, wasn’t he?

Why could he chat delightfully with Jiang Siyou and Jiang Lingyu, but disdain and loathe her?

Gu Junzhu held her chin, forcing her to turn her face towards him and look into her eyes, “What’s on your mind that’s making you so sad?”

By the time he arrived, the conversation between Xie Jinfei and Ye Xingbei had ended.

He hadn’t heard the dialogue between Xie Jinfei and Ye Xingbei, and was thus unaware of how Xie Jinfei’s attitude had hurt Ye Xingbei’s heart.

“It’s nothing,” Ye Xingbei brushed his hand away, forcing a slight smile on her face, “It’s getting late, I want to sleep.”

Frowning, Gu Junzhu grasped her cheeks and gave them a small tug, “If you don’t want to smile then don’t, you look as if you’re about to cry!”

“It hurts!” Ye Xingbei exclaimed as her already injured face stung from Gu Junzhu’s pinch, almost bringing tears to her eyes.

She slapped Gu Junzhu’s hand and vigorously pushed him away.

Gu Junzhu let go of her cheeks and, with gentleness reminiscent of Xiao Shu, leaned in to blow on her cheek in an attempt to soothe her, “It’s okay, it’s okay, the pain will go away once I blow on it.”

Ye Xingbei was at a loss for words, she vehemently pushed him away, “How old are you? Why are you so childish! Go to bed immediately!”

Gu Junzhu was pushed down by Ye Xingbei. While lying flat on the bed with one hand propped behind his head and the other holding Ye Xingbei’s hand, he called out, “Ye Xiaobei…”

With her eyes shut tight, Ye Xingbei ignored him.

“Ye Xiaobei?”

“Ye Xiaobei?”

“Ye Xiaobei?”

“Ye Xiaobei?”

“Ye Xiaobei?”

Unable to tolerate his incessant pestering anymore, Ye Xingbei opened her eyes and looked at him exasperatedly, “What exactly do you want? Are you going to sleep or not?”