C275 Increasingly difficult to control

In this deep forest, no one knew when the Si Clan originated. They only knew that until now, the influence of the Si Clan had already infiltrated into the royal families of the various countries, and was so strong that no one could shake it.

After the car had driven for about half an hour, it stopped in front of a building with two stone lions. The bodyguard came over to help Sikong Ting open the car door, and stood respectfully by the side: "Master Ting!"

Sikong Ting rushed out of the carriage, glanced at the stone lion outside who still had a mighty aura, and walked inside.

The middle-aged butler, Si Zhong, had long been leading a group of servants and subordinates to wait at the door. When they saw Sikong Ting walking over, all of them knelt down on one knee and respectfully lowered their heads, "Welcome home Hall Master!"

Sikong Ting stopped in front of Si Zhong with his long legs. "All of you, stand up."

"Thank you, Master Ting."

Another unified voice rang out, and all of his subordinates stood by the side.

"Where's the old man?" Sikong Ting looked ahead expressionlessly.

"Reporting to the Master Ting, Master is studying chess in the backyard."

"I know." Sikong Ting started to walk towards the backyard Si Zhong talked about.

After passing through a garden, Sikong Ting arrived at a bamboo forest. There were two black-clothed bodyguards at the entrance of the bamboo forest, upon seeing Sikong Ting, they immediately lowered their heads respectfully: "Hall Master!"

Sikong Ting glanced at the entrance and saw that the vulture and Spiritual Vulture were waiting there.

This was truly a beautiful scenery. The dark green bamboo shoots were perfectly straight as they pointed towards the sky. The thick bamboo leaves beneath their feet landed on the ground, gently stepping on it.

Sikong Ting stood firmly beside a purple red bamboo, he did not continue walking, and calmly looked at the stone table not far from him.

Si Yuanxiao was still dressed in his silver dress. With his back facing Sikong Ting, he lowered his head slightly to study the situation.

"You're back." Si Yuanxiao's resounding voice came from the bamboo forest, without turning back to look, he knew that the person who just came was Sikong Ting.

"Yes." Sikong Ting only said one word.

Si Yuanxiao moved slightly, turned around and looked at Sikong Ting, "Come over here, help me take a look at this chess game. I've already been thinking about it for a few days now, but I still haven't got a clue."

Si Yuanxiao was old, older than the last time they met.

Sikong Ting walked towards Si Yuanxiao and stood by the stone table, he glanced at the mess on the table.

"Can you see the trick?" Si Yuanxiao asked.

"I can't tell." Sikong Ting's voice was light and without interest. She turned her gaze to one side and pursed her lips in a mocking manner.

It was ironic that a hand that was covered in blood when he was young should now use a chess piece.

"Even you can't tell. It seems that it's really difficult." said with some regret. He raised his head, still looking at Sikong Ting shrewdly: "I heard that you have a woman by your side?"

Sikong Ting's hands suddenly tightened in his pockets as a trace of killing intent flashed across the Eagle-liked Eye.

"He's just a minor star. He looks pretty good. I'm just casually playing around with him." Sikong Ting said indifferently.

"That's good." Si Yuanxiao nodded his head in satisfaction, and his tone was not strict.

The future of the Si Clan depended on Sikong Ting, he did not want to cause a ruckus with Sikong Ting.

"Women, it's good as long as you play. You have always been smart, as long as you know your limits." Si Yuanxiao said again.

"…" Sikong Ting raised his eyebrows, and did not comment.

"Go back first. When that little girl Linda heard that you were coming back, she was overjoyed for a few days. She must be waiting to see you right now."

Si Yuanxiao lowered his head and looked at the chess board again.

Sikong Ting glanced at Si Yuanxiao, then turned and left.

In the bamboo forest, dark green bamboo leaves fell.

Si Yuanxiao didn't let go of the chess piece for a long time. This kid seemed to be more and more difficult to control.

He clearly saw through the board game with a single glance, but he didn't say anything.

When Sikong Ting came out of the bamboo forest, the vulture and Spiritual Vulture followed along.

Before the three of them walked far, they saw a figure wearing a princess dress standing at the side of the lawn, continuously looking in the direction of the bamboo forest. Seeing Sikong Ting and the other two come out, they ran over to them.

"Elder Brother Ting." Linda ran in front of Sikong Ting and stood still, her face completely red as she looked at Sikong Ting with excitement.

The vulture and Spiritual Vulture looked at each other with tacit understanding, then turned their gaze away, pretending that they saw nothing.

Sikong Ting did not even look at Linda, and continued to walk forward, his ice cold figure causing the surrounding temperature to drop by a few degrees.

It was as if Linda was not there at all.

Spiritual Vulture looked at Linda sympathetically and chased after him.

Linda bit her lips as she watched Sikong Ting's back. Her tears quickly gathered in her eyes and her face was filled with injuries … He was still unwilling.

The Vulture sighed, walked up and patted Linda's shoulders: "Give up, you can never get what you want."

The hand Linda was using to hold onto her skirt suddenly tightened. After taking in a deep breath, she fiercely turned her head and stared at the Vulture with hatred: "Shut up! I can definitely do it! "

As the new bride of the Elder Brother Ting, he will be together with the Elder Brother Ting forever!

"If you can't see the coffin, don't cry." The Vulture shrugged and left, "As long as you're happy."

In the evening, Lu Baobei accompanied Little Camel to watch an animated cartoon.

"Mommy, aren't you going to bed?" Little Camel turned to look at Lu Baobei.

"Mommy isn't sleepy, do you want to rest?" Lu Baobei asked.

Little Camel really couldn't hold it anymore and allowed himself to yawn. He looked at Lu Baobei sleepily: "Mommy, I can't accompany you to wait for daddy to call. I'm really too tired.

Lu Baobei, "..."

Little Camel looked at Lu Baobei's unnatural expression and laid her body back on the bed. She said in a baby voice, "Um, Mommy, no need to feel sorry, it's normal for you to think about daddy, maybe Daddy is thinking about you now too, but it might not be true. Daddy's side should be in the daytime now, Daddy's side might be working, but Mommy, don't be disappointed either …"

Gradually, the Little Camel's voice became softer and softer. Lu Baobei took a look and saw that the little guy's mouth was still moving, yet his eyes were already closed.

Lu Baobei covered Little Camel with a blanket and smiled as she looked at him. Then she said gently, "Good night, Push.

Closing the light, Lu Baobei left Little Camel's room, looked at the phone in her hand, and headed back to his own room.

He originally thought that Sikong Ting would call her or ask for a video, but he didn't get it until now …

Forget it, maybe it really was as Little Camel said, Sikong Ting should be busy right now.

Lu Baobei put down her phone, took her bathrobe and walked towards the bathroom.

The next day.

Lu Baobei woke up and looked at her phone. There were no calls or text messages from Sikong Ting.

Lu Baobei raised her eyebrows, it seemed that Sikong Ting was really busy, she put down the phone, then pulled up her blanket and got off the bed to wash.

Today, she was going to see Li Zhenxi.