Defrosting The Cold Young Master-Chapter 499 - 500: Which Aristocratic Family’s Prodigal Son

Chapter 499: Chapter 500: Which Aristocratic Family’s Prodigal Son

The crowd of onlookers was growing larger.

Qiao Yi wanted to leave, but she was hesitant to give up the opportunity to divorce Zhang Heyuan.

She was currently lining up at the divorce window, with only four or five people ahead of her.

She knew, Mother Zhang was doing this on purpose.

Intentionally causing a commotion, making her feel ashamed, so that she would leave and no longer have the chance to divorce Zhang Heyuan.

She really didn’t understand what Mother Zhang was thinking.

When she and Zhang Heyuan were deeply in love, Mother Zhang was always sarcastic, mocking her for being shameless, flirting with men all the time, and insisting that she couldn’t live without a man.

Now, she was finally about to divorce Zhang Heyuan as she wished, yet Mother Zhang made a big fuss and refused to let it happen.

Mother Zhang knew that Qiao Yi was sensitive, cared about her reputation, and figured if she made a scene, Qiao Yi would leave.

If Qiao Yi left the Civil Affairs Bureau, she would no longer be able to divorce her son.

What she hadn’t expected was that Qiao Yi, despite her face flushing in embarrassment, stubbornly refused to leave.

She cried even louder, ignoring Zhang Heyuan’s attempts to stop her, repeatedly kowtowing to Qiao Yi: “Yiyi, please forgive this foolish old woman! Your mother is begging you, it’s all my fault. I will take the child back to our hometown. Neither I nor the child will need you or Ah Yuan to look after us, just live your life well with Ah Yuan! Please, I’m begging you!”

Finally, a member of the crowd couldn’t take it anymore and yelled at Qiao Yi from the crowd, “Hey, that’s enough! Are you trying to drive the old woman to death? No matter what, she’s still your mother. By letting your mother kneel and beg, aren’t you afraid of shortening your life?”

With the roaring of the crowd, a chorus of agreement soon resounded around them.

Seeing that people were supporting her and criticizing Qiao Yi, Mother Zhang felt a sense of triumphant satisfaction, but she cried even more bitterly, kowtowing with even more vigor.

Just as Qiao Yi was on the verge of being overwhelmed by the accusations flying at her from all directions, there was a commotion at the edge of the crowd.

Gu Chi led two bodyguards to open a path.

Gu Junzhu walked unimpeded, elegantly, and at ease to stand behind Mother Zhang.

He was wearing a pair of oversized sunglasses that obscured half of his stunning face.

Even so, his noble demeanor and the beautiful features displayed by his exposed face still left the onlookers awestruck and speechless.

Gu Junzhu stood behind Mother Zhang, looking at Qiao Yi, his lips subtly tilting, his voice sounding like luxurious velvet, suave and seductive: “Stand firm. She should kowtow to you. No matter how much, she should!”

Someone in the crowd whispered, “Why does he talk like that?”

“Exactly! He is quite good-looking, but why so unreasonable?”

“Must be a playboy from some wealthy family. Look at the aura, you can tell he’s the son of a rich man.”

“Shh! You know he’s a rich man’s son, and still you make reckless comments? Shut up! Trouble comes from loose lips!”

Despite the surrounding chatter, Gu Junzhu remained unfazed.

He continued to look at Qiao Yi. “Do you know why she should kowtow to you no matter what?”

“Un… Uncle!” Qiao Yi’s voice trembled as she exclaimed, “Uncle!”, she covered her mouth with her hand, tears streaming down her face like rain.

A moment later, she was like a wronged child who had seen her parent, no longer able to control herself, she quickly ran towards Gu Junzhu, with arms wide open, attempting to throw herself into Gu Junzhu’s embrace.

Gu Junzhu slightly furrowed his brows.

Gu Chi stepped forward, outstretching his hand to stop Qiao Yi.

Qiao Yi stopped moving, her body shivering, her lips trembling, crying uncontrollably, “I’m sorry, Uncle… I’ve made a mistake… I know that now… Uncle… I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry…”

With weak knees, she knelt down at Gu Junzhu’s feet.

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