C6 (2/2)

”There's still half a month left.” Su Xian muttered to herself as she rubbed her son's face.

The night was deep, and it was time to dream. However, the study within the manor was still brightly lit.

Zhao Ying had been kneeling outside for less than an hour, and could finally hear the sounds coming from inside the house.

”Come in.” An extremely magnetic voice rang out. Even when listening to the voice, it was like a spring breeze, giving off an extremely gentle feeling.

However, Zhao Ying's heart was trembling, and for some reason, it felt as if she had returned to the feeling of kneeling in front of Su Xian.

No, it was actually more terrifying than that.

Zhao Ying swallowed her saliva, carefully getting up, and pushed the door open.

The room was filled with the scent of books. The owner of the study seemed to be extremely fond of books. The entire study was filled with bookshelves of different sizes. The man was also holding a book in his hand, seemingly absent-minded as he was reading.

When he heard the sound of Zhao Ying entering the room, he then looked up at Zhao Ying and asked, ”Why is Zhao Ying back?”

The voice seemed to be extremely concerned, but Zhao Ying didn't dare to be as wronged as she was when facing Su Xian.

She trembled as she knelt down, ”Your servant, your servant came to beg for forgiveness. On Miss Su Xian's side... ”

When the man heard Zhao Ying recount what happened today, his eyes flashed with surprise, and he raised his eyebrows.

Could it be that mother is stronger? Usually, the Su Xian who had the will to die, was still able to say such words?

After Zhao Ying finished speaking, she lowered her head, not daring to look at the man, and could only quietly wait for his reply.

The man knocked on the table at a leisurely pace. Suddenly, he smiled and muttered to himself, ”Things are getting interesting.”

His gaze shifted as he looked at Zhao Ying: ”Since you know your wrongs, then let's go down and receive our punishment. Don't be like this next time.”

Zhao Ying trembled, she did not dare say anything else, and honestly kowtowed, and went down to receive her punishment.

The man was left alone in the room again. He picked up a candle shears at the side and leisurely cut the candle wick. He picked up the tip of the shears to pick it up a bit, and the light in the room immediately brightened up again.

This made the man's figure look even more profound.

”So smart. It would be a pity to leave it.” He sighed, as if he had made up his mind. The smile on his face became gentler.

”He's still his daughter after all …”