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The Tyrant Father's Pampered Daughter

Chapter 210 - Beat Them Up Until They Cry!

Chapter 210: Beat Them Up Until They Cry!

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Ye Siming appeared at the door with an impatient cold face.

He gritted his teeth and saw that everyone seemed to have gathered for a meeting.

“Gu Nuo’er, you’re very good at hiding.”

He had been looking for her for a long time.

The fragrance of the wine indeed covered up many scents, but fortunately, he understood the sweet fragrance on Gu Nuo’er’s body well enough.

Gu Nuo’er blinked. Her watery eyes were round and cute, like a pair of black grapes.

She cheered softly, “Elder Brother Siming, you’ve found us! But I can only give you the candy later. Uncle Bai is busy now!”

Bai Yi’s face was ashen and filled with disappointment.

He and Madam Bai were honest and warm-hearted people.

If he hadn’t given Old Wu a meal back then, Old Wu would have starved to death on the streets of the capital.

However, what he got in return was the outcome of inviting a treacherous wolf into the house!

Bai Yi didn’t dare to imagine how this scheming Old Wu had been watching him from the shadows for the past ten years.

On the one hand, Old Wu enjoyed being treated politely by him and his wife, but on the other hand, he revealed all his whereabouts to his enemies!

Bai Yi once again tied up the man in black and Butler Wu, who had fainted. “Lock them up in the woodshed. Tomorrow morning, I’ll bring them into the palace to meet the emperor!”

Although the Yaoxia Kingdom had been defeated by the Great Qi, they had not given up hopes. This matter needed to be reported to the emperor.

Only then did Ye Siming see the man in black lying on the ground. His cheekbone was protruding as if he had been beaten up.

His gaze shifted. When he saw Butler Wu, he frowned slightly.

He recalled that when he first came to the Bai Manor, he did not like to speak.

Butler Wu had tried to get close to him many times and always said strange things like “Do you think General Bai is sincere to you or does he want to make use of you?”

However, Ye Siming’s personality was cold and he ignored Butler Wu.

Looking at Bai Yi’s tone and the looks of the man in black and Butler Wu, it was not difficult for him to guess what had happened.

However, Ye Siming didn’t care about this.

He only wanted to grab the little thing in his hand now.

She definitely had no idea how anxious he was when he searched every courtyard.

Gu Nuo’er was still sitting obediently on the wooden board of the wine vat like a porcelain doll. She fluttered her long eyelashes and waved her pink fists indignantly.

“That’s right! Bring them to Father and beat them up until they cry!”

Suddenly, because of Gu Nuo’er’s actions, she felt a cracking sound coming from the thin wooden board under her.

The child blinked twice, but before she could react…

The wooden board broke with a bang and she immediately fell into the wine vat that was half the height of a person!

Gulp, gulp. Gu Nuo’er felt that her mouth and nose were filled with the mellow and strong fragrance of the wine.

Soon, this taste turned into a burning sensation in her throat.

She was a small fish, so she wouldn’t drown in wine. However, after drinking so many big mouthfuls, it felt really bad!

“Gu Nuo’er!”


Ye Siming only took almost two steps to reach the wine vat and scooped the child up from the wine.

At this moment, Gu Nuo’er was drenched.

Her soft black hair was stuck to her fair cheeks. Her two small faces were red and her eyes were shockingly bright.

“Elder Brother Siming… burp ~” The child burped softly.

The smell of alcohol made Ye Siming frown.

Madam Bai was so frightened that she dropped the shoulder pole she was holding and quickly came over. She gently patted Gu Nuo’er’s small face. “Princess, are you alright? Do you feel dizzy?”

The drunkenness probably hadn’t kicked in that quickly, so Gu Nuo’er felt her stomach churning.

She pouted and tears slowly welled up in her eyes. “Elder Brother Siming, I don’t feel well.”