Defrosting The Cold Young Master - Chapter 391
Chapter 391: Chapter 392: Reason
Ye Xingbei looked at Ye Xinglan and Ye Xingli, slowly asking, “Brother Lan, Brother Li, I want to know, why, even knowing that I am your legitimate cousin, you would not acknowledge me. Is there any unspeakable resentments between my second uncle and my parents, or do Brother Lan and Brother Li hold any grudges against me?”
Ye Xinglan could not help but look towards Gu Junzhu who sat next to Ye Xingbei.
It must be Gu Junzhu who investigated, finding these secrets and telling Beibei, right?
In truth, he should have known that with Gu Junzhu being present, the family feuds and grudges between his family and the Jiang family could not remain a secret.
With the capabilities of the Gu family and Gu Junzhu, as long as Gu Junzhu wanted to investigate something, he could find out everything crystal clear.
It’s not that he did not want to acknowledge Ye Xingbei, but he had no courage to do it.
He had made up many excuses for himself, like his father being in poor health, unable to withstand any shock.
Similarly, there were still many mysteries left unsolved; he needed time.
But in reality, he knew that all of these were merely excuses.
The real reason was his own guilt and remorse.
He had no courage to acknowledge her.
He did not have the bravery to tell Ye Xingbei “Beibei, I am your older cousin.”
When Ye Xingbei was sixteen, she was taken back to the Ye family by Ye Xingli. During those early years, being young and not understanding the rules of the Y Country, she was often severely beaten for her small transgressions.
Judicial corporal punishment existed in the Y Country.
People who made mistakes were legally allowed to be whipped as punishment.
He had even knocked out Ye Xingbei with his own hands.
He still remembered that time. His father’s old wound had caused him to spit blood and fall into a coma.
When he returned from visiting his father, both mentally and physically exhausted, he ran into Ye Xingbei in the living room.
At that time, he still thought Ye Xingbei was Jiang Zhengxing’s daughter.
Seeing Ye Xingbei, he was reminded of Jiang Zhengxing.
Although he couldn’t find any evidence, at that time he was pretty certain that his father’s critical injuries and subsequent memory loss were caused by Jiang Zhengxing.
Seeing his father suffering due to his injuries, he hated Jiang Zhengxing beyond measure.
But Jiang Zhengxing was far away, so he vented all his anger and hatred on Ye Xingbei.
He found a random reason and ordered his underlings to whip Ye Xingbei until she was covered in blood.
Ye Xingbei knelt at his feet, not daring to move, and he whipped her until she fainted.
Remembering that scene, he balled his fists, his face turning pale with guilt, wishing he could find a hole to crawl into.
Beibei is his uncle’s only daughter.
If his uncle and aunt were still alive, they would undoubtedly cherish Beibei like a pearl in their hands.
If the deceased uncle and aunt knew that their only daughter was so cruelly whipped and mistreated by him, their hearts would surely shatter in pain.
He owed an apology to his uncle and aunt.
And he owed Beibei even more.
He had no face to tell Beibei “Beibei, I am your real cousin.”
He had been postponing the acknowledgement of relation with Ye Xingbei again and again.
Today finally, he couldn’t dodge it any longer.
Ye Xingbei knew the truth, and she was the first to bring it up.
He had originally thought to gloss over the situation with something like “the time is not right yet”, but the words at his lips changed to the brutal honesty.
He looked at Ye Xingbei, full of shame, and said with difficulty, “Beibei, back then, when you were driven out of Jiang Family by Jiang Zhengxing and Xu Yanlai, and Ah Li found you, got on well with you and brought you back to Ye family, I actually disagreed.”
“I hated Jiang Zhengxing. If I had found any evidence, I would have sent Jiang Zhengxing to jail.”
“At that time, I thought you were Jiang Zhengxing’s daughter, that you had Jiang Zhengxing’s blood running in your veins. I despised you, and every time I saw you, it reminded me of the despicable Jiang Zhengxing.”
“If it wasn’t for Ah Li’s begging, I wouldn’t have taken you in.”
Ye Xingbei nodded, looking at Ye Xingli. Her clear and bright eyes softened somewhat, “I know, Brother Li has always been good to me..”