Defrosting The Cold Young Master-Chapter 294 - 295: Dad is the Best!
Chapter 295: Dad is the Best!
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After a brief hesitation, he decided with a resounding clap of the hands, “Fine, I won’ t climb the mountain then, I111 go fishing with you!”
Once his words landed, Doctor Lo’s heart settled back. He quietly gave a thumbs-up to Gu Junzhu, full of admiration for the Fifth Lord of Gu.
It was known that no matter if it were Senior Master Xiang, Senior Madame Xie Xie, or Senior Gu, all these old men were stubborn, and once they made up their minds, no one could persuade them otherwise.
There’s a well-known saying that Senior Master Gu listens to no one but his youngest son, the Fifth Lord of Gu.
Now it seemed clear; the Fifth Lord of Gu was capable of getting his way. Let alone Senior Master Gu, even Senior Master Xiang obeyed him!
Senior Master Xiang had kept himself quite well; after taking medication for sudden-onset asthma, he was soon back to normal.
Now coupled with his current good mood, he was more energetic than ever.
He discarded his past dejection, and holding Lingyue’s little hand, the old man and the child chatted amicably as they went on their way, with the old man bubbling with laughter.
Once the group returned to the riverbank, Gu Junzhu had a bodyguard find a fishing rod for Senior Master Xiang and said to him, “Uncle Xiang, today we will make our own fortunes. All the fish you catch go to your grandson, and all the fish I catch go to my wife and son. If you do not want your grandson to go hungry at noon, then you have to try harder.”
Senior Master Xiang was instantly fired up, rolled up his sleeves, and said enthusiastically, “I am a master at fishing! You are still wet behind the ears, and yet you dare to challenge me? Just wait; if you do not catch a single fish, I will provide the lunch for your wife and son!”
Gu Junzhu laughed, “Uncle Xiang, boasting might scare all the fish away!”
Senior Master Xiang chuckled and rebuked him, “You cheeky lad, just wait, I guarantee my grandson will eat the biggest fish today at noon!”
Lingyue and Xiao Shumiao each sat on a little stool, a fishing rod in hand, and sat between Gu Junzhu and Senior Master Xiang.
Xiao Shumiao was sitting next to Gu Junzhu, and Lingyue was sitting next to Senior Master Xiang.
After hearing Gu Junzhu and Senior Master Xiang’s conversation, Xiao Shumiao leaned into Lingyue’s ear and whispered, “Brother Xiaoyue, don’t be afraid. If grandpa cannot catch any fish, Xiao Shu will share his fish with you!”
Xiao Shumiao felt confident.
His dad would surely catch some fish!
A lot of big, big fish, in fact!
Grandpa would undoubtedly lose.
But that’s okay.
If grandpa doesn’t catch any fish, the fish that daddy catches will also be for Brother Xiaoyue!
Xiao Shumiao thought that he had spoken softly, but Gu Junzhu and Senior Master Xiang had actually heard it.
Gu Junzhu burst into hearty laughter.
Senior Master Xiang huffed and puffed, “You little devil! Who says grandpa can’t catch a fish? Grandpa is a master angler!”
“Daddy is the best!” Xiao Shumiao suddenly jumped up from his little stool, stood tall on his tiptoes, and reached up high with his small arms, “Daddy is this, this tall!”
His cute antics made everyone burst out in laughter.
Ye Xingbei laughed as he pulled his son into an embrace, gave him a kiss, and said to Senior Master Xiang with a smile, “Please don’t mind him, he just thinks his dad is the best!”
Senior Master Xiang shook his head with a chuckle, “A child’s mouth speaks without filters. You and Junzhu have raised this kid well. I trust Lingyue in your care. I’m sure you’ll raise a great grandson for me!”
Xiao Shumiao started to blush from all the laughter and buried his face in Ye Xingbei’s chest, squirming shyly.
Lingyue found him adorable the way he was and smiled as he looked at him.
This was the first time Senior Master Xiang saw him smile.
With just one glance, Senior Master Xiang was stunned; he stared at the faint dimples on Lingyue’s cheek as the boy smiled and felt his heart thumping wildly.
