C123 Sikong ting's mood improved a lot

"You dare to play with me? Bowers, you really taught such a clever daughter! "

Sikong Ting's cold and stern Eagle-liked Eye shot a glance at Ashley, his casual tone making people's scalps tingle.

Regarding last night's matter, the hungover Sikong Ting did not remember anything.

If it wasn't for some special investigation, Sikong Ting wouldn't have known that the one who shared a bed with him last night wasn't Lu Baobei, but Ashley!

Just thinking about it made him feel nauseous!

"It's this old servant's fault. I didn't discipline Ashley well and let her bring you so much trouble. I promise that she will never do it again." Bowers immediately pleaded for mercy on behalf of his daughter.

"In the future?"

Sikong Ting squinted his eyes slightly, the strong killing intent caused the pressure in the hall to drop again and again.

Using the fact that Lu Baobei could not understand French, she decided to use this matter to create a conflict between him and Lu Baobei, in order to lure him into her bed.

Adding all these three things together, Bowers actually still had a future?

"Master Ting, Ashley is still young, and was stupid enough to do such a thing. I have already scolded her, please forgive her!" Bowers pleaded.

"Did Lu Baobei save you a few days ago?"

Sikong Ting suddenly asked as he looked at the kneeling Ashley, her ice-cold eyes devoid of any warmth.

No wonder he felt that Ashley looked a little familiar. She was actually the maid who had peeked at him and Lu Baobei's intimate relationship that day at the door of the room.

To think that their Si Clan had such an opportunity to repay kindness with enmity!

"Yes."

Ashley sobbed softly. In the face of the man he had secretly fallen in love with for so many years, he didn't even dare to look at him.

"Very good!"

Sikong Ting suddenly laughed and was too lazy to look at Ashley. He raised his Eagle-liked Eye and casually looked at Bowers.

"Do you know what fate it is for the Si Family to repay kindness with enmity? Bowers! "

With his last sentence, Sikong Ting's tone suddenly changed, and he berated coldly and harshly: "Your good daughter!"

"Don't, Master Ting! "I beg you …"

After Ashley finished listening to it, he cried.

It was the rule of the Si Family that those who repay kindness with enmity not only had to suffer an extreme punishment, but they would also be kicked out of the Si Family and wouldn't be allowed to return for the rest of their lives! The Si Family was not allowed to be mentioned in the slightest!

How could Ashley accept this!

It had been ten years, and they had finally seen Sikong Ting for the second time with great difficulty.

"I can be punished, but I'm begging you, Master Ting, don't chase me away."

Ashley cried in pity.

"Master Ting, this old servant has sent Ashley far away, I promise she will never come back, but I hope Master Ting can be merciful with the punishment, I am willing to receive the punishment on Ashley's behalf."

"Daddy!" Ashley turned her head in shock.

Bowers lightly shook his head towards Ashley, signalling for her to stop.

No matter how disappointed he was in Ashley's heart, she was still his daughter. As his father, Bowers couldn't just sit by and watch as Ashley received her punishment.

"No!" Master Ting, punish me! Please forgive my father, this matter is my fault, I will accept the punishment! "

Ashley's head heavily kowtowed to the ground.

The family rules stated that if a servant made a mistake, the butler would also be held responsible.

"Heh …" Sikong Ting looked at the father and daughter pair as they fought to be punished, and laughed coldly.

Did he think that he was in a marketplace where nothing could go wrong?

"Bowers, how long have you been at the Si Clan?"

Sikong Ting suddenly asked.

Bowers was startled. He didn't understand why Sikong Ting would ask this, but still replied respectfully. "Fifty-seven years."

From the time he was picked up by Sikong Ting's grandfather when he was seven, to this year, was the fifty-seventh year.

Bowers was an elder of the Division Clan.

"Fifty-seven years and you still don't understand the family rules?" Sikong Ting coldly asked, as a sharp Eagle-liked Eye shot straight towards Bowers like a sword: "Do you still need me to teach you clearly about rewards and penalties?"

The Si family treated their servants with strict requirements, but they were also fair and fair, giving them strict rewards and punishments.

This was the reason why this ancient clan was able to survive for a hundred years. It was because it had a group of subordinates that were loyal to it!

"Master Ting, I must be muddle-headed."

Bowers lowered his head in shame.

"Put her in the dungeon. You know what to do with the rest!"

Finished, Sikong Ting was too lazy to stay for another minute, with a stride, he walked up the stairs.

A group of trash like them could really make people feel terrible!

Behind him, Ashley looked at Sikong Ting's cold and indifferent figure as he left, his sad eyes filled with despair.

She was not uglier than Lu Baobei, with a body that was even better than her. She could play the piano, and her temper was also better than Lu Baobei's.

She was willing to treat him as her god and listen to his words …

But why did he only glance at her from the beginning to the end, using such a disgusted expression?

"Ashley, do you understand now?"

Bowers's helpless voice came out from his back.

The reason he stopped Ashley from learning Chinese was because he hoped that she wouldn't have any illusions that she shouldn't have. However, he didn't expect that Ashley would actually be so bold as to actually dare seduce Master Ting!

It was also because the pill he took last night had a sleeping element to it, otherwise this wouldn't have happened.

"Father, could it be that I really loved him wrongly?" Ashley's low voice sounded out in the hall in despair.

Within the music room on the second floor of the castle.

The intermittent piano music came out from the gap in the door, but Sikong Ting's hand that was holding onto the doorknob did not move at all.

After figuring out the cause and effect, Sikong Ting's mood improved a lot.

The little thing didn't listen to him.

This was not learning how to play the zither, this was clearly playing.

From the messy zither music, Sikong Ting could basically imagine what Lu Baobei was doing right now.

He must have pouted, one hand pointing blindly at the keys, cursing him in his mind.

Such a vindictive little thing …

Sikong Ting sighed in his heart as he unlocked the door.

The sound of the zither stopped.

With just one glance, Lu Baobei saw that the person who entered was Sikong Ting, and immediately lowered his head.

Poking his fingers on the keyboard, the disorderly sound of the zither once again echoed through the room, as though someone was protesting or accusing him of something.

Sikong Ting's eyes flashed, and he did not stop. He walked to the side of the piano and picked Lu Baobei up, then sat down and placed Lu Baobei on her knees.

"Still angry?" Sikong Ting's voice could not be considered gentle. At most, it was slightly softer than his usual aloof tone.

Lu Baobei pretended not to hear, and continued to play with an expressionless face.

What was the point of coaxing her now?

Slap him and give him another jujube?

She's not that cheap!

"Lu Baobei, talk to me!"

Sikong Ting pinched Lu Baobei's chin, and then turned her face to face with Lu Baobei.

He didn't mind her throwing a tantrum at her, but he did mind her taking him for air and saying nothing!

"Nope."

Lu Baobei said expressionlessly, but she still did not look at Sikong Ting. With a twist from Sikong Ting, his finger stopped at a certain key in the zither.