Defrosting The Cold Young Master - Chapter 166

Chapter 166: Chapter 167: Just Hit Him

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“Yes, please wait a moment. Let me find it for you.” Lin Yajing took out her phone to find Lingyue’s mom’s phone number.

After retrieving Lingyue’s mother’s phone number and telling it to Ye Xingbei, she put aside her phone and said, “Yiyang’s mom, I have to take care of some other things. If there’s nothing else, I’m going to leave now.”

After bidding her farewell, she left as if she were escaping.

She felt that even though Ye Yiyang’s mom was a bit angry and agitated at first, she was genuinely kind and affable; she didn’t feel scared around her.

What made her afraid was the man who was with Ye Yiyang’s mom.

That man must be Ye Yiyang’s dad, right?

After all, father and son looked very much alike.

That man, though silent, radiated an imposing manner that made her heart pound with fear. Each word she spoke in his presence was carefully measured, a fear deeper than when she faced the school principal.

She had a strange feeling that this man was far from ordinary!

Yi Xingling’s previously invincible grandmother, now encountering the family of Ye Yiyang, was likely to face a crushing defeat.

After watching Lin Yajing leave, Ye Xingbei called Lingyue’s stepmother.

Upon connecting the call, Ye Xingbei briefly explained the situation and conveyed her apology and gratitude for the trouble caused by Lingyue’s injury. She offered to have Lingyue stay at her place for a few days so she could take care of him.

On the other end of the line, Lingyue’s stepmother was strikingly indifferent. She simply said, “I get it,” and then abruptly hung up.

Ye Xingbei held the disconnected phone, stunned for a few seconds.

Lingyue’s stepmother truly was… she didn’t even bother with the slightest courtesy!

If she was this cold in front of others, how did she treat Lingyue at home?

Ye Xingbei couldn’t resist stroking Lingyue’s head, asking him a question she probably shouldn’t have: “Xiao Yue, does your stepmother abuse you?”

As soon as she asked, she regretted it.

It was their first meeting; it was inappropriate to ask something like that.

Upon hearing Ye Xingbei’s question, Xiao Shumiao immediately looked anxiously at Lingyue.

Lingyue hesitated, then shook his head. “No, she doesn’t abuse me.”

She just treated him as if he didn’t exist. As if he were invisible.

He had read about this in books.

The books referred to his stepmother’s treatment of him as ‘passive aggression’

More terrifying than physical violence, it was an unseen killer.

But there was nowhere for him to vent his feelings.

After all, his stepmother never hit him, never berated him, and didn’t abuse him physically.

To others, she might even be seen as a generous and magnanimous stepmother.

Only he knew how dreadful passive aggression was.

That’s why he liked his desk buddy.

His buddy didn’t talk much around unfamiliar people, but once familiar, he wouldn’t stop talking.

Once they got to know each other, his buddy would share everything with him.

At home, his stepmother and two half-siblings did not acknowledge him, not even a word.

The other children in the courtyard ignored him, only playing with his half-siblings.

In class, he was younger and shorter than his peers, a transfer student, unable to fit in.

Not until his desk buddy joined his class did he finally find a companion.

His buddy was like a little sun. Only when he was with his buddy did he feel less alone.

He liked his buddy and treated him like a younger brother.

In the afternoon, just before school was let out, seeing Yi Xingling picking on his buddy, he immediately stepped in to break it up.

However, Yi Xingling was older, taller, and stronger. She had also taken Taekwondo lessons for five or six years.

Although he was a boy, he still couldn’t defeat Yi Xingling and ended up getting hit himself.

All he could do was to put his little buddy behind him, allowing Yi Xingling to hit him instead.

His buddy was too small, only five years old, with tiny arms and legs. If he got hurt, what would happen?

He was older, and he could take a few more punches..