Defrosting The Cold Young Master - Chapter 1108

Chapter 1108: Chapter 1112: Gu Junzhu’s Guess

Gu Junzhu shook his head at her and was about to speak when Yian Jingxue had already rushed to the man’s side, snatched the woman from his grasp, and kicked him in the abdomen. This sent the man stumbling back several steps, nearly falling to the ground.

Yian Jingxue protected the woman behind her and glared at the man, cursing, “Have you drunk too much dog urine? Go home and make a scene; this is a public place. Hit someone for no reason, and I’ll call the cops on you–believe it or not?”

The man was hit hard by Yian Jingxue’s kick, clutching his stomach, his eyes filled with fury, “Who the hell do you think you are? Daring to meddle in my business, do you even know who I am?”

“Do I care who you are?” Yian Jingxue retorted angrily, “People manage the business of the world! You bully someone, and I have the right to step in! You call yourself ‘old man’? People as shameless as you aren’t even fit to be my grandsons, ‘old’ nothing!”

“You wretched girl, seeking death!” The man, driven to rage, charged at Yian Jingxue, raising his hand to hit her.

Just as Yian Jingxue was about to teach him another lesson, a figure flashed before her eyes; Han Zuo blocked her.

Han Zuo grabbed the man’s wrist.

In one hand, Han Zuo held the man’s wrist, and between the fingers of the other hand, he somehow had a golden business card, which he presented in front of the man, “Vice President of Gu Corporation, pleased to meet you.”

The man’s face, flushed from drinking, turned pale upon clearly seeing the words on the business card.

Han Zuo released the grip on his wrist. The man staggered back several steps, his body trembling, bowing repeatedly to him, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to! I was just drunk… only drunk, really… really…”

As the man spoke, he backed away. Suddenly, he turned and ran off.

Ye Xingbei: “…”

Was he drunk or scared out of his wits?

The woman Yian Jingxue had protected stepped around to Han Zuo, lowered her head, and said in a quiet voice, “Thank you.”

Yian Jingxue was furious.

She walked over to Han Zuo, pulled him behind her, blocking him from the woman, and glared angrily, “Hey, what’s the matter with you? I was the one who saved you; why are you thanking my Brother Zuo? Don’t tell me you’ve taken a fancy to him because he’s handsome? Let me tell you, that’s not right. I saved you out of the goodness of my heart, yet here you are trying to steal my man. Do you realize how wrong your actions are?”

“No… it’s not like that…” The woman retreated a few steps in fright, like a startled deer, tears welling up in her eyes, “I… I thank you too… both of you helped me, and I’m grateful to both.”

Gu Junzhu looked at the woman and smiled with interest.

Ye Xingbei recalled her own attempt to help the woman, and how Gu Junzhu had stopped her.

Feeling that something was off, she asked Gu Junzhu, “What’s wrong?”

Gu Junzhu played with a lighter that he had picked up in the afternoon while shopping with Ye Xingbei, lazily smiling, “Doing good deeds is right, but you have to open your eyes wide and not help someone with ulterior motives.”

Ye Xingbei looked at the woman, “Are you saying she has ulterior motives?”

Their conversation was not quiet, and everyone heard it.

Yian Jingxue was livid, “Well, it turns out you do have ulterior motives, eyeing my Brother Zuo! Scheming bitch, shameless!”

“It’s not like that… it’s not like that… I didn’t…” the woman kept shaking her head.

“I don’t like it when people question my judgment,” Gu Junzhu took a few steps forward, looked at the woman, and said lazily, “You and the man from before were in cahoots, deliberately putting on a show for us to see… or should I say…”