Defrosting The Cold Young Master

Chapter 586: Chapter 589: Tit for Tat

Many noble families, even among legitimate brothers, have plenty of mutual suspicions and defenses.

But he never doubted Ye Xingli, trusted him just the same as he trusted himself.

Because he knew, his brother, though a bit wild and carefree, was pure, sincere, and kind. No matter when or where, he could rely on him without hesitation.

In this regard, he was inferior to his brother.

“I can’t really compare to your competence!” Ye Xingli clutched his other arm, slinging it over his neck to support him, “Brother, because of you, I can live as free and careless as I want to be. Nobody is perfect, you certainly have your imperfect areas, but no matter how imperfect, you’re still my brother, and I stand by you!”

Ye Xinglan chuckled, “You silly boy!”

If he could be a little “silly” like Ye Xingli, with a clearer mind, not displacing anger, not calculating, not indecisive, not constantly looking forward and backwards, then his parents wouldn’t be lying on hospital beds at this very moment.

It was all his fault.

A few dozen whips were a light punishment.

If Beibei still held a grudge, then once his injuries healed, he could whip him anytime he pleased.

Anytime, whenever he wished.

He owed Beibei.

And he was willing to repay it.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to live the rest of his life in peace.

Ye Xingli helped Ye Xinglan into the car, and the vehicle drove out of the villa.

After driving two or three hundred meters, suddenly, a person leaped out from the roadside and dashed in front of the car.

The chauffeur, Zhen Yuan, immediately hit the brakes.

Ye Xinglan jolted, the vibration aggravating his wound, causing him to pale from the pain and nearly faint.

Ye Xingli held him steady, frowning as he asked, “What’s going on?”

“Second Young Master,” Zhen Yuan answered, “It’s Miss Qianqian, she suddenly jumped out and blocked our car.”

Ye Xingli leaned over to look out.

Shi Qianling stood in front of their car, arms spread, a look of fearless resolve on her face.

Ye Xingli frowned and said, “I’ll go and get rid of her.”

“No need,” Ye Xinglan held him back, “I’ll go.”

Ye Xingli’s frown deepened: “What about your wound…”

“I’ll manage. It’s not too bad.” Despite the opposition, Ye Xinglan opened the door and got out of the car.

He slowly walked to Shi Qianling, each step like walking on the edge of a knife, causing him to sweat profusely due to the pain.

Shi Qianling saw his pallor and how unsteady he was, she gasped in shock, “Brother Lan, what happened to you?”

“No matter what happened to me, it has nothing to do with you,” Ye Xinglan glared at her coldly, “If you have a death wish, can you go die a little farther away, and not block my way? I’m in a hurry to see Beibei.”

Tears welled up in Shi Qianling’s eyes, she touched her bandaged cheek, “Brother Lan, I got hurt.”

Ye Xinglan frowned and then turned to leave.

“Ah Lan!” Shi Qianling hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed his sleeve, fell to her knees before him with a “thump”, weeping like rain: “Brother Lan, please, save me! My father is going to send me to the man who owns the underground brothel, Brother Lan, please, you have to save me, I’m still your girlfriend, if I’m soiled by such an old man, where will your face be?”

Ye Xinglan turned back to look at her in surprise.

He didn’t expect Shi Maotong to be so ruthless, willing to send his own daughter to such a place.

A brothel…

If it weren’t for the capable Fifth Lord of Gu, who timely rescued Ye Xingbei, Ye Xingbei would’ve definitely died there.

If Ye Xingbei had truly died, Gu Junzhu would never spare them.

He wouldn’t even have to lift a finger, just revealing the truth to his father, his father himself would be ready to slit his own throat.