《After Being Robbed of Everything, She Returns as a Goddess》


 CH 1

    Chapter 1 ¨C Awakening (1)


    [Today¡¯s Breaking News]: Mr. Zuo died from a heart attack at the Central Hospital at 10 o¡¯clock tonight. The Zuo family is in an unstable situation and the factions are endlessly fighting. Why don¡¯t we also take a guess, Si Fuqing, a resource coffee1 celebrity who relies on the Zuo family and just entered the entertainment industry, will she survive in the future after Mr. Zuo left?


    1resource coffee on the Internet refers to a person whose popularity and quality are not outstanding, those with poor acting skills but playing a leading role when they debut.


    ¡°Bang!¡± a mobile phone was slammed in front of Si Fuqing.


    Above was today¡¯s news. Only two minutes after it was posted out, the discussion at the bottom had already heated up.


    ¡°Si Fuqing, you should know that you are not from the Zuo family, and you don¡¯t even have a surname of Zuo.¡± The one who spoke was Mrs. Zuo, her voice was cold, ¡°Now that the old man has gone, it¡¯s time for you to leave the Zuo family, right?¡±


    ¡°Do you still want to go inside and see the old man¡¯s body? I¡¯m going to say it here today, you¡¯re not qualified!¡±


    In the hall, everyone from the Zuo family gathered together.


    They didn¡¯t pay much attention to the situation there, they are seriously discussing the inheritance distribution.


    And it was at this time that the body of old man Zuo was pushed to the mortuary room.


    ¡°And look at what people on the Internet are saying about you, you think you¡¯re famous in the entertainment industry?¡± Mrs. Zuo sneered, ¡°The Zuo family raised you for thirteen years, how did you return the favor? You only know how to bring shame.¡±


    Si Fuqing lowered her head, unfamiliar memories tumbling violently in her mind, and the pain spread to her whole body.


    She pressed the tip of her tongue against her teeth, suppressing the sweet metallic taste that emerged from her throat. After picking up the gauze beside and wrapping it around the wrist that was dripping blood, she glanced at the phone screen.


    The comments below the news have been over a thousand, all were curses.


    [Although some words are not kind, but I still want to say, I don¡¯t know how Si Fuqing is still working in the entertainment industry since Mr. Zuo has gone.]


    [Okay, okay, great news! Si Fuqing finally get out of <Youth>, why should a person who cannot sing or dance be a mentor of a boy group audition?]


    [She also wears heavy makeup every day, I don¡¯t know how shameful her bare face is.]


    When Mrs. Zuo saw that she was ignoring her, she raised her voice: ¡°Are you deaf?!¡±


    Only then Si Fuqing raised her head, her lips still stained with blood. With a slightly hoarse voice, she said: ¡°Hm?¡±


    She didn¡¯t wear any makeup today, her face was pure plain.


    She had beautiful skin and bones2.


    2beautiful skin: white, clean, blemish-free, delicate and smooth skin will make people feel good at a glance.


    beautiful bones: People with beautiful bones have better forehead proportions, neither receding nor protruding too much, just right, and round enough to look good.


    Her skin was porcelain white and her long hair was soft.


    It was as hazy as an ancient painting, with a dignified demeanor and elegant figure.


    She also had a pair of fox eyes that were attractive, soft eyebrows, no need for words, adding a touch of beauty. It was indeed a divine face that has no flaws in 360 degrees.


    However, Mrs. Zuo hated this face the most.


    All these years she had been very scared, afraid that Si Fuqing would seduce her son.


    But she didn¡¯t know why Si Fuqing behaved strangely. Ever since Si Fuqing entered the entertainment industry, she wore heavy makeup that is not like people, and ghosts are not like ghosts3.


    3makeup that is not like people, and ghosts are not like ghosts: it¡¯s not like a human being. Or it can be said to be ugly or have a bad character.


    This made Mrs. Zuo less worried.


    She looked at this overwhelmingly beautiful face and remembered something a long time ago.


    Thirteen years ago, Old Man Zuo went on a business trip to Sijiucheng4 and came back with a five-year-old girl by his side.


    4Sijiucheng ËÄ¾Å³Ç s¨¬ ji¨³ ch¨¦ng:  The old Beijing city is divided by city walls, which can be roughly divided into four layers, namely the outer city , the inner city, the imperial city, and the Forbidden City . The so-called ¡°fourty-nine cities¡± refers to the four gates of the imperial city and the nine gates of the inner city.


    It was undeniable that Si Fuqing was a beautiful child since childhood, and none of the young ladies from the Zuo family can match her.


    Old man Zuo resisted all opinions and signed an adoption agreement to take her into the Zuo¡¯s family.


    Under his care, Si Fuqing¡¯s treatment was no different from the first line of the Zuo family, and even better.


    Three years ago, for some reason, Si Fuqing wanted to enter the entertainment industry. Old man Zuo also agreed and specifically sent her abroad for further training.


    But Si Fuqing¡¯s skill was very poor, and her makeup was also unbearable to look at.


    Although she successfully debuted abroad and returned to China for growth, and she was also a member of the popular girl group Starry Sky Girls, the internet was full of her anti-fans, and the Zuo family had been mocked many times.


    When Mrs. Zuo met the other ladies in social gatherings, she was frequently asked about this matter. Her heart was filled with anger.


    If not because of old man Zuo, how could she accept Si Fuqing to stay with the Zuo family?


    Si Fuqing leaned on the sofa, resting her head on her hand, and the pain in her head slowly subsided.


    A few seconds later, she eventually accepted that she made a mistake in her experiment, causing an explosion and unfortunately died, then became a female celebrity with a bad reputation.


    This incident told her to never drink Coke when making anti-gravity armor.


    This female celebrity had the same name as her.


    Before the age of five, her memory was very vague. For as long as she remembered, she had been living in the Zuo house.


    The only person in the Zuo family who cared about her was the old man Zuo who brought her back. He said that her parents were both dead, so he took care of her.


    But old man Zuo was busy with his business and often didn¡¯t come home.


    She had been bullied by several brothers and sisters from the Zuo family. This time, even before the argument with the Zuo family¡¯s grandson, her wrist was cut and she nearly died.


    Si Fuqing¡¯s long eyelashes drooped down, and a bit of anger floated in her eyes.


    In her previous life, she was also an orphan. Fortunately, she was picked up by an older sister and taken care of. Later, she joined a martial arts sect and met a group of ruthless senior brothers and sisters.


    In the end, before enjoying her life, she died in an explosion.


    Her achievement was estimated to be unmatched by the entire sect, she was also worthy of her reputation as ¡°Weeping Ghost¡±.


    ¡°Okay, stop talking,¡± Zuo Tianfeng signaled to stop. ¡°Let¡¯s settle the inheritance first.¡±


    Mrs. Zuo resented: ¡°Looking at her like this, I¡¯m afraid she¡¯s going to rely on us.¡±


    The adoption agreement that was signed by old man Zuo, no one had the right to destroy it.


    Now that Si Fuqing was an adult, if she disagreed, then the adoption agreement could not be terminated.


    Si Fuqing got up and her gaze finally landed upon Mrs. Zuo.


    Gauze was still wrapped around her wrist, blood was seeping out little by little.


    It was horrible to see, but she didn¡¯t seem to feel the pain herself. Her fox eyes bent, turned and moved, brimming alive.


    Si Fuqing tilted her lips up, and slowly smiled: ¡°Get lost.¡±

 CH 2

    Chapter 2 ¨C Awakening (2)


    ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    There was a moment of silence in the hall.


    Dozens of people from the Zuo family had also stopped talking and looked over here in amazement.


    They all knew what Si Fuqing was like in the Zuo family.


    She had always been submissive, not daring to raise her head, let alone speak harshly to Mrs. Zuo.


    Mrs. Zuo was so angry that her eyes were red, she took two steps forward, and was about to grab the girl¡¯s hand: ¡°Si Fuqing, you dare to rebel against me!¡±


    Si Fuqing tilted her head, with a cold smile on her lips. The condescending words were still the same: ¡°Get lost.¡±


    Mrs. Zuo lost her strength for a moment, and fell a few steps after stepping on her high heels.


    Zuo Tianfeng supported her in time, and also said sternly: ¡°Si Fuqing!¡±


    Si Fuqing put on her coat and went straight downstairs without looking back.


    ¡°Is she in a bad mood?¡± Mrs. Zuo¡¯s chest rose and fell, clearly very furious. ¡°When she gets out of the Zuo family, I¡¯ll see how she can laugh in the future. I¡¯ll also remember today¡¯s incident!¡±


    Zuo Tianfeng looked back and frowned.


    Today¡¯s Si Fuqing was very strange. Was it possible that she was that irritated and became mad?


    But this had nothing to do with him. Si Fuqing was going to leave the Zuo family soon, and he had no time nor mood to teach an outsider.


    **


    Third floor, emergency department.


    The woman on duty was a doctor in her fifties. She frowned and said, ¡°Stretch out your hand.¡±


    Si Fuqing narrowed her eyes and extended her hand, very well behaved.


    ¡°How did you get injured like this?¡± The female doctor untied the gauze and took a deep breath, ¡°What problem do you have that you can¡¯t talk to your family about, to the point you have to hurt yourself?¡±


    ¡°Young lady has such good skin, why don¡¯t you know how to cherish it?¡±


    Si Fuqing blinked her fox eyes, knowing that she was wrong: ¡°Sister, I was wrong.¡±


    The girl¡¯s eyes were deep black, clear and bright, like the thin wings of a butterfly flapping gently across the cheeks.


    A few strands of hair fell down lining on her porcelain-white skin like jade carvings.


    No one could refuse Si Fuqing¡¯s face.


    The female doctor¡¯s heart immediately softened: ¡°I¡¯m in the emergency room every Wednesday and Friday, in the future if you encounter any difficult issues and can¡¯t find anyone, come find me.¡±


    Si Fuqing¡¯s eyes moved and said sweetly, ¡°Thank you sister.¡±


    The female doctor lowered her head and sewed her wound, unhappily said: ¡°Don¡¯t call me sister, I¡¯m old enough to be your mother. Sit tight and don¡¯t move around.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    To be flattered on a donkey¡¯s back1.


    1 to be flattered on a donkey¡¯s back: to suck up in the wrong way; to flatter someone in a way that offends that person and embarrasses oneself.


    ¡°Auntie, do you have a needle? Prick it here for me.¡± Si Fuqing mentioned an acupuncture point and smiled, ¡°It will quickly stop the bleeding.¡±


    The female doctor was surprised: ¡°Young lady has some medical knowledge ?¡±


    Able to easily identify the acupuncture point to stop bleeding, definitely has some knowledge on traditional Chinese medicine.


    Si Fuqing was not modest at all, cynically said: ¡°Generally speaking, the third in the world.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    Like her daughter, she also had eighth grade syndrome2.


    2eight grade syndrome/zh¨­ng ¨¨r b¨¬ng: this term describes adolescent egocentrism and intuitive, emotional thinking. Adults with these syndrome are imaginative at best and self-centered at the worst.


    The female doctor stitched up Si Fuqing¡¯s wound, sterilized it, and instructed, ¡°Do not touch water, do not do strenuous exercise with your left hand. Come back after a week for a change of medicine, and see me directly. Here are some medicines to be consumed.¡±


    Si Fuqing nodded her thanks, took the medication list, and went downstairs to get the medicine.


    She slowly opened her WeChat Pay and looked down.


    The balance was 250.


    ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    Very good, even the numbers were mocking her, the idiot who blew herself up.


    Si Fuqing put away her mobile phone, and went to the pharmacy door with a blank expression.


    When had she ever been so poor?


    **


    It was still a bit cold in early spring, and the wind was even stronger at night.


    Si Fuqing wrapped the coat around her body and walked to the back door of the hospital.


    A black car was parked there, the car was very old with scratches, a product from at least ten years ago.


    She remembered this car.


    When she became an adult last year, Mr. Zuo gave her a car as a present, but later the third young lady of the Zuo family snatched it away and gave her an old car.


    Si Fuqing indifferently pushed open the car door and sat on the driver¡¯s seat.


    A small calendar was put in front of the car with clear and distinct dates.


    Year 2025 Xia calendar3.


    3The Xia calendar, together with the Huangdi calendar , Zhuanxu calendar , Yin calendar , Zhou calendar , and Lu calendar , is collectively called the ancient six calendars.


    Holding the calendar, she clicked her tongue, ¡°It¡¯s 2025¡­¡±


    She had been dead for 3 years.


    She didn¡¯t expect to use a dead body after being reincarnated into a corpse, and had been wearing it for 3 years.


    The events of these past three years had been a blank space for her, not long enough, but enough for things to change.


    She was now at Daxia Empire4, too far from her sect and she couldn¡¯t even go back.


    4Daxia/Great Xia: the name given in by the Han Chinese to Tukhara or Tokhara: the main part of Bactria, which is now northern Afghanistan, and parts of southern Tajikistan and Uzbekistan.


    Even if she went back, who would believe that she was not dead.


    Si Fuqing opened a bottle of Coke she just bought from the automatic vending machine, her smile deepened: ¡°I will drink you even in death, I also drink you when I was alive. I truly love you deeply.¡±


    At two o¡¯clock in the morning, there was no sound in the surrounding area, and the pitch-black night sky did not even have the light of the moon and stars.


    There was a night breeze blowing across the window, and Si Fuqing¡¯s eyes moved.


    It was the smell of blood, very light and faint, mixed with a faint fragrance, covering it up.


    But she had been fighting and killing all year around, so she was very sensitive to this kind of smell.


    Si Fuqing took another sip of Coke and screwed on the lid.


    She was now a poor ghost5 and furthermore didn¡¯t want to waste a Coke.


    5poor ghost/ qi¨®ng gu¨«: poor man.


    And the other hand had already touched a screwdriver lying in the car.


    In just a split second, the locked car door was opened without a sound.


    A cold and crisp breath invaded in, and the smell of blood suddenly intensified.


    It was a man.


    He had a tall and upright posture, with broad shoulders, a perfectly curved waist and strong, slender legs.


    Just like a golden-painted God, which must not be disrespected and unattainable.


    There was no light in the dark, and this body was not yet trained in night vision. So Si Fuqing couldn¡¯t see his appearance clearly.


    There was a little smile in her eyes, and she tilted her head up to look at him, tossing the Coke bottle in one hand.


    The girl¡¯s fearless expression made the man¡¯s movement stop.


    But he didn¡¯t forget the pressing matter and leaned down slightly on his long back.


    ¡°Shhh.¡± His slender fingers pressed softly against her lips.


    At the same time, the other hand closed the car door.

 CH 3

    Chapter 3 ¨C The First Encounter (1)


    The space in the car was originally narrow and cramped.


    Now there was one more person, making it narrower.


    The temperature rose faintly.


    As he got closer, the smell of blood became stronger, but there were no wounds on the man¡¯s body.


    While Si Fuqing was looking at him with great interest, she paid more attention to her ears, clearly catching a bunch of messy footsteps, mixed with several gunshots.


    Only then did the man speak: ¡°I¡¯m here to borrow a shelter, Miss.¡±


    His voice was low, cold, and rigid. Obviously he didn¡¯t want people to recognize him, so he specifically changed his voice.


    Although his voice still had a refined and distinguished tone, it carried a hint of coldness, embodying the cruelty and ruthlessness engraved into the bone.


    Si Fuqing accidentally looked at his face again.


    He was so cautious to the point that he even changed his voice, there was no way he wouldn¡¯t cover his face.


    ¡°Sure, pay up.¡± Her hand hooked on her hair, like a lazy little fox combing its fur. With a little smile curved at the end of her eyes, ¡°When I receive the money, everything is fine.¡±


    The man paused and said: ¡°That¡¯s right.¡±


    He untied a piece of jade pendant from somewhere and gently placed it on the car platform.


    The jade pendant was exquisite and cool, obviously a fine piece of jade.


    Si Fuqing put away the jade pendant and spoke slowly, ¡°Do you need more from me? I can download a love song to accompany you. Do you like to listen to ¡°Wei Feng Tang Tang or Hu Shi Dan Dan1¡±?¡±


    1Wei Feng Tang Tang & Hu Shi Dan Dan:  songs from Japanese written by Mei Tora. The song is sung by the VOCALOID characters ¡°Hatsune Miku, Kagamine Rin, Kounon Ruka , GUMI, IA ¡°. The song has been translated into many national languages ??and is very popular, and there are many national language versions.


    Get paid to do the job, this was the only unchanging belief that she had had for many years.


    ¡°No need.¡± said the man indifferently. ¡°This is enough.¡±


    After saying that, he lowered his eyes slightly, his good sight allowed him to fully see her face.


    Excellent hue, white and crystal clear skin.


    A rare beauty.


    Si Fuqing supported her head with her other hand. ¡°As long as you¡¯re not tired.¡±


    The man¡¯s arm rested on the car¡¯s platform, circling the girl in his arms. With a little bit of trickery, the car began to shake.


    Although they were close, there was no physical contact between the two of them.


    However from the outside, due to the mottled glass that was separated by a layer of fog, it made a somewhat charming and gentle affection, gave out a different meaning.


    The messy footsteps stopped at this moment.


    ¡°Where¡¯s that person? He couldn¡¯t have gone to a hospital, could he?¡± There was an angry sound, then the voice increased abruptly. ¡°What¡¯s that over there?!¡±


    Swish!


    There was a dazzling light coming toward the car and then quickly moved away.


    The man cursed when he saw the car was swaying tremendously: ¡°Why does this wild man and woman do this kind of thing outside the hospital? It¡¯s bad luck, and they¡¯re not afraid to make the dead come back to life!¡±


    ¡°If it wasn¡¯t for something important today, I would have robbed this woman!¡±


    ¡°Stop it, this mission is important.¡± Another man said quickly, ¡°Where did he run off to? He¡¯s not here!¡±


    ¡°Go, enter the hospital, and keep chasing! We absolutely can¡¯t let him go!¡±


    Several men gradually left and the surrounding area became calm.


    Si Fuqing moved her body and raised her chin: ¡°Excuse me, let me take a sip of Coke.¡±


    The man moved back slightly.


    Si Fuqing stretched out her right hand and was about to unscrew the bottle, but in the next second, she turned and went straight towards his shoulder.


    The man¡¯s reaction was also very fast, his dark eyes suddenly darkened.


    In less than ten seconds, the two of them had exchanged more than a dozen moves.


    Bang!


    Si Fuqing was pressed against the driver¡¯s seat.


    She still couldn¡¯t see his face clearly, but she was able to feel his breath and his slender, strong arms and broad shoulders.


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 CH 4

    Chapter 4 ¨C The First Encounter (2)


    There was only a layer of clothing between her and him, and a stream of warmth came through steadily.


    ¡°Your wrist was injured, you are not my opponent.¡± He tightened his grip on her right wrist. ¡°If we keep this up, I don¡¯t know what I¡¯ll do.¡±


    There was no joy nor anger in his eyes, the ripples weren¡¯t shaken, as if any sudden accident would not move him emotionally.


    But there was a strong tension and aggressiveness.


    Si Fuqing blinked, her emotions didn¡¯t change, slowly said: ¡°Okay.¡±


    ¡°Thank you for today¡¯s incident, Miss.¡±  The man paused and released his hand, his voice was calm and powerful. ¡°If I¡¯m lucky enough to meet you again in the future, I will come to thank you.¡±


    He came and went without a sound.


    The smell of blood then dissipated. Si Fuqing only then turned on the lights in the car.


    She lowered her head and looked into her palm.


    A metal object as thin as a cicada¡¯s wing1 glowed faintly in the dark night.


    1cicada¡¯s wing: The wings of cicadas. Often used as a metaphor for very light and thin things.


    Although she didn¡¯t win against him, she got something from him.


    The Daxia Empire was divided into numerous divisions of forces. But the Zhongzhou Mohist School2 was the most famous force.


    2Mohist School of the Warring States Period (475-220 BC), founded by the philosopher Ä«×Ó Mo Zi. It was located at Zhongzhou/Central of China.


    Mohist family, an aristocratic family that was dominant at Zhongzhou with their mechanism and concealed weapon.


    It had been passed down to the present day and had a history of thousands of years.


    Si Fuqing was thinking thoughtfully.


    In her previous life, although she was Daxia¡¯s pure bloodline, she had not been to Daxia much.  A lot of the information came from the intelligence network established by her second senior brother and some friends she met online.


    But whether that man was a Mohist or not had nothing to do with her.


    What he said was right, her current physical strength was too weak.


    ¡°He also spoke in an elegant manner, I thought he was an ancient person3.¡± Si Fuqing collected her thoughts and put the concealed weapon into her pocket. ¡°It¡¯s troublesome to communicate with someone who has so many enemies. Who wants to meet you again.¡±


    3ancient person/¹Å´úÈË g¨³ d¨¤i r¨¦n: people who lived in ancient times.


    She took her last sip of Coke, then raised her hand to toss it into a distant trash can. She sat quietly on the car seat for a while before starting the car to leave.


    **


    8:00 a.m at Zuo¡¯s house.


    Old man Zuo¡¯s funeral was still being arranged. Both Zuo Tian Bei and Mrs. Zuo were not home, only a few juniors were left in the Zuo family.


    ¡°Second sister, we can use this time to drive Si Fuqing out.¡± Zuo Qingya stirred the coffee in the cup. ¡°I was angry when I saw Grandpa treating her well. What exactly is her identity? Is it worth being so kind to a person with a different surname?¡±


    ¡°She even went to the entertainment industry, it¡¯s really ridiculous. The number of people in the entertainment industry who criticized her had all lined up overseas. Doesn¡¯t she have any self-awareness?¡±


    Zuo Qingya was very clear about Si Fuqing¡¯s reputation in the entertainment industry.


    Too bad to be any worse, a celebrity who couldn¡¯t do anything. You couldn¡¯t even see her face, how could she gain any popularity?


    Sometimes when she has the intentions, she would specially hire a group of water army4 to harm Si Fuqing.


    4water army: a group of users who are paid to post online comments with interest on Chinese language websites. They post news, comments, gossip and disinformation on online platforms like Weibo, WeChat and Taobao, China¡¯s eBay-like platform.


    Zuo Qingya, as the third young lady of the Zuo family, was not interested in the entertainment industry, and would not watch any talent shows. But after she heard that Si Fuqing made a fool of herself in ¡°Youth¡±, she specifically downloaded it to watch.


    Seeing netizens scolding Si Fuqing, she was happy.


    Zuo Xianyu did not comment on this, just said: ¡°Speak less5.¡±


    5speak less/ ÉÙ˵Á½¾ä sh¨£o shu¨­ li¨£ng j¨´: It means to tell you not to continue talking, maybe what you said earlier offended others.


    She said this, of course, not to defend Si Fuqing, but because Si Fuqing was not worthy of her attention.


    Author¡¯s Notes:


    When two people meet, they fight, as expected:)

 CH 5

    Chapter 5 ¨C Emperor Yin (1)


    ¡°Second sister, why are you protecting her?¡± Zuo Qingya was offended. ¡°I am your sister, why are you still speaking up for her?¡±


    Zuo Xianyu looked up and spoke slowly: ¡°It is precisely because she is an outsider that I want to teach you that even if she abandons one-self1 , no one would defend her.¡±


    1abandon one-self/×ԸʶéÂä z¨¬ g¨¡n du¨° lu¨°: one is willing to develop one¡¯s thoughts and behaviors in a bad direction.


    ¡°As the young lady of the Zuo family, you must pay attention to your words and actions, do not lose your face in the prestigious lady¡¯s social circle.¡±


    ¡°But I just can¡¯t stand her.¡± Zuo Qingya curled her lips, and suddenly her eyes lit up. ¡°I remember she had quite a lot of good stuff in her room. She¡¯s going to leave soon anyway, I¡¯ll take them back first.¡±


    She stood up and stomped upstairs.


    Zuo Xianyu didn¡¯t stop her this time.


    No matter what, Si Fuqing had been using Zuo family¡¯s money all of these years. The things in her room should also belong to the Zuo family.


    After drinking a cup of black coffee and applying lipstick in front of a mirror, Zuo Xianyu picked up her handbag and went out to work.


    Upstairs.


    Si Fuqing¡¯s bedroom was at the innermost part of the fourth floor. Apart from that, this floor was all guest rooms.


    Zuo Qingya had a spare key from Mrs. Zuo in her hand, so she easily gets in.


    This bedroom was not very big, with only one bed and a desk with bookshelves.


    ¡°So many books laying around, for whom to read?¡± Zuo Qingya couldn¡¯t hide her disdainful expression. ¡°She doesn¡¯t even have a junior high school diploma. Nine-year education slipped through the net2.


    2 slipped through the net/  refers to those who have not completed the nine-year education in elementary and junior high schools.


    She ignored the bookshelf, walked over to the table, picked up a few jewelry cases that were barely nice to look at, and muttered again: ¡°Poor woman.¡±


    She thought she could get something good.


    Zuo Qingya turned around and was about to leave.


    Bang!


    Her whole body was suddenly pushed against the wall by a strong force. Her back was numb, her wrist was even more in tingling pain.


    Zuo Qingya¡¯s hand went limp and the box fell to the ground.


    ¡°Do you really like being a thief?¡± The girl¡¯s voice was indistinct, with a faint smile. ¡°If you have the guts to secretly steal, do you have the ability to take it openly?¡±


    Zuo Qingya was so startled that she couldn¡¯t help but scream: ¡°Si Fuqing, is that you? What do you want to do?¡±


    A year ago, Si Fuqing returned home with the Starry Sky Girls group. She had always worn heavy makeup, with purple color and white eyebrows.


    Right now, she was not wearing any makeup, and Zuo Qingya almost didn¡¯t recognize her.


    ¡°I should have asked you that.¡± Si Fuqing tilted her fox eyes and slowly approached, ¡°what do you want to do?¡±


    ¡°What do I want to do?¡± Zuo Qingya couldn¡¯t help but tremble for a moment, and immediately became angry, ¡°Of course I want to take back all the things you have taken from the Zuo family all these years! And you still dare to do anything to me?¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry.¡± Si Fuqing raised Zuo Qingya¡¯s chin with her fingers, forcing her to raise her head, and said lightly, ¡°I didn¡¯t use yours and I also will repay it.¡±


    Zuo Qingya sneered: ¡°You have no money nor power, how can you pay back? I¡¯m telling you, you-¡°


    ¡°Shh, be good.¡± Si Fuqing¡¯s hand tightened little by little and with a low chuckle said, ¡°¡±I don¡¯t like people who are too noisy.¡±


    Zuo Qingya froze, and could not help but shake a little.


    Then the door was slammed and she was pushed out and shut out directly outside.


    ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    After a few seconds, Zuo Qingya finally came to her senses.


    She shouted in anger and kept pounding at the door: ¡°Si Fuqing! Si Fuqing, if you have guts, come out! This is the Zuo family, how dare you lock me out!¡±


    ¡°Come out, you illegitimate child who is unwanted by your parents! What are you still doing in the Zuo family!¡±

 CH 6

    Chapter 6 ¨C Emperor Yin (2)


    The shockproof and soundproof capability of the door was good. Si Fuqing ignored it and turned her head to look at the room.


    She didn¡¯t look at anything else, and went straight to the bookshelf, where some professional books on dancing and singing were placed.


    Some of the paper pages had turned yellow and had small stickers of various colors on them.


    Si Fuqing¡¯s fingers brushed over one by one, with a lazy expression.


    She knew that she was still in the entertainment industry, she was a somewhat famous idol. It was a pity that it¡¯s a bad reputation.


    In the previous life, the master had let the disciples choose their own location to go out for training. She also played in Greene for a period of time.


    Greene, the world¡¯s largest film and television center.


    Actors and actresses from various countries gathered together, it was also a place for talented artists.


    Si Fuqing bent her body, pinched her legs and waist, and found that it was much softer than she thought.


    This way, it was easy to practice again.


    In addition to professional books, there were also three rows of historical books, which were thick and classic.


    The predecessor of the Daxia Empire was Daxia Dynasty, and before Daxia Dynasty was Dazhao Dynasty. Thousands of years¡¯ history were all laid out here.


    Si Fuqing raised her eyebrows, her fingers landed precisely on a history book.


    It was a biography of an emperor.


    [Biography of Emperor Yin].


    She had heard her second senior brother speak many times about this glorious, yet short history.


    Emperor Yin, the youngest emperor in the history of Daxia Dynasty.


    He is perfect and powerful, decisive in killing, and has breadth of vision.


    During his reign, he expanded the territory of Daxia to the largest extent, conquered a thousand of miles, and fought the barbarians and the western continent dukedom until they were defeated. He wiped the world with power.


    The surrounding small affiliated countries were all worshiping their ministers.


    Daxia Dynasty was famous in those years, It shook all the kingdoms in the western continent that wanted to seize the territory of Daxia.


    Emperor Yin dedicated his life to this dynasty. No wife, no concubine, no children, no grandchildren. The successor was also adopted from the clan.


    It was a pity that heroes had been like beauties since ancient times, and they were not allowed to have white heads. He died of coughing up blood at age twenty seven due to a lung disease.


    He was breath-taking when he came, and was silent when he went.


    Si Fuqing used to listen to her second senior brother regretting that Emperor Yin died too early. Otherwise, the entire western continent would be taken down by Daxia.


    He was born to be a god of war, and no one can match him.


    She only listened to it at the time and didn¡¯t really understand.


    After all, their era was too far apart. Emperor Yin died when it was only 684 years of the Xia calendar. Her grandfather¡¯s grandfather was not even born yet.


    But when the same thing happened to her¡ª-death in her youth, Si Fuqing finally became interested in the young emperor.


    She rubbed her chin, pulled out the [Biography of Emperor Yin] and put it in her backpack.


    After sorting out the ID card and other necessities, she left the room.


    She would not take anything from the Zuo family.


    Si Fuqing had only come down to the third floor when she heard Zuo Qingya¡¯s cry coming from the first floor, which was very clear.


    ¡°Father, she even shut me out, and even hurted me. My wrists are swollen!¡±


    ¡°Father, why does she still stay in the Zuo family, grandpa has already gone! She should hurry up and get out too!¡±


    Si Fuqing folded her coat and slowly continued down the stairs.


    After going down to the first floor, she saw Zuo Tianfeng who had just returned.


    After staying all night dealing with old man Zuo¡¯s matter, there were black eye bags under his eyes, and he was in a bad mood.


    Now hearing Zuo Qingya¡¯s complaint again, he was even more stressed. Then it all exploded.


    ¡°Stand still.¡± Zuo Tianfeng slapped the table angrily and coldly said, ¡°Take out all the things in the bag and put them down.¡±


    She was not from the Zuo family and still wants to take away the Zuo family¡¯s things? Si Fuqing tilted her head slowly, her fox eyes were deep yet enchanting, confused and frivolous.


    She moved her wrist and smiled, ¡°I suggest you, get out of the way.¡±


    Author¡¯s Notes:


    Today,


    He is a male protagonist who lives in the historical record¡¯s third chapter without a name (?)


    Qingqing: I am interested in you because we both died young


    Emperor Yin: .

 CH 7

    Chapter 7 ¨C Can you stand up? (1)


    ¡°Si Fuqing!¡± Zuo Tianfeng shouted angrily, ¡°Yesterday you had that attitude towards your aunt, I didn¡¯t even bother you about it, and today you still dare to come, do you really want to rebel against us?!¡±


    Zuo Qingya stopped crying and stared at Si Fu Qing blankly.


    After a while, she angrily said: ¡°Okay, Si Fuqing, when Grandpa was here, you pretended to be a good girl. When he is gone, you show your true colors. You¡¯re really good at pretending!¡±


    If old man Zuo knew that Si Fuqing had such a personality, would he still spoil her?


    ¡°Not bad.¡± Si Fuqing clapped her hands. ¡°That¡¯s a good reason, thank you.¡±


    She was worried about being unable to explain why her character had changed drastically.


    Very good, she used to pretend.


    ¡°Don¡¯t make me say it twice.¡± Zuo Tianfeng¡¯s anger intensified, ¡°Take out everything in the bag!¡±


    Si Fuqing shook the bag in her hand, with a smile on her face: ¡± If you have the ability, you can get it yourself.¡±


    Just like in the early morning, she walked out the door triumphantly.


    Zuo Tianfeng was so pissed that he smashed a glass.


    ¡°Father!¡± Zuo Qingya began to cry again, ¡°You didn¡¯t care about me when she treated me like that just now, then who is your daughter?¡±


    ¡°Why are you crying?¡± Zuo Tianfeng was extremely annoyed. ¡°Go back to studying quickly. I won¡¯t say anything to you anymore if you are better than your sister.¡±


    Zuo Qingya stomped her foot and ran away in anger.


    ¡°Go check in her room.¡± Zuo Tianfeng was coldly angry and instructed the housekeeper, ¡°What was taken away?¡±


    The butler answered and hurried upstairs.


    After more than ten minutes, he came down and respectfully said, ¡°Master, after checking everything, jewelry, bank cards and other valuables were all there. Only one book is missing from the bookshelf, but she bought all those books herself.¡±


    Zuo Tianfeng frowned and said: ¡°What book?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s just a biography of an Emperor,¡± said the butler hurriedly. ¡°The biography of Emperor Yin, which is often sold in bookstores, and also a required reading book for junior and senior high schools.¡±


    Zuo Tianfeng immediately lost interest and waved his hand.


    In fact, if Si Fuqing took more than a hundred thousand, he would not say much. After all, old man Zuo had raised her for so many years.


    He didn¡¯t expect her to take only one book.


    Surely enough, she would never be able to get on the stage.


    It was just one book that was taken away, and Zuo Tianfeng didn¡¯t care about it. He hurried back to his study room to get some documents, then went out again.¡±.


    **


    At 5:00 p.m. The sun was setting in the west.


    Between layers of white clouds, there was a burst of red gold light, like a red fire lit inside a white lantern.


    The wind suddenly blew, and the clouds rolled and rushed like the waves of the sea.


    Si Fuqing was walking down the street, just wanting to place a bowl, sit down, and knock on a wooden fish.


    Wooden fish/ m¨´y¨²: a type of woodblock that originated from East Asia that is used by monks and lay people in the Mahayana tradition of Buddhism. Wooden fish are often used in rituals usually involving the recitation of sutras, mantras, or other Buddhist texts.


    She was really poor.


    After using the money from her personal bank card to rent a small apartment ten kilometers from the city center, she had only one thousand and five hundred left.


    It was too miserable for a celebrity to be in this situation.


    In a few days, she would be so poor that she couldn¡¯t even afford a Coke.


    This was not good.


    Moreover, she still needed to find a way to see the body of old man Zuo.


    Si Fuqing frowned, she looked at the time and went to the supermarket across the road to buy daily necessities.


    Up ahead, a pure black car was parked there.


    No license plate, and not even a logo.


    Shen Xingyun came out of the convenience store beside and opened the car¡¯s door. ¡°Shiyan, I have news.¡±

 CH 8

    Chapter 8 ¨C Can you stand up? (2)


    ¡°Hmm?¡± The man on the front passenger seat didn¡¯t open his eyes, but just responded faintly.


    He was wearing a black suit, and the buttons of his white shirt under the suit were unbuttoned two times, and the hem of his shirt was also casually bent.


    On his right wrist, he wore a silver black wristwatch with long, slender fingers and fingertips as white as jade.


    A man¡¯s sitting posture is very casual, but still could not hide his inherent dignity.


    Obviously, he was young and had an excessively handsome face, but he had a formidable power, as if he were an emperor holding the power of life and death.


    ¡°Why do you choose a word that sounds like an ancient person?¡± Shen Xingyun laughed, ¡°Or is it that your Yu family has strict etiquette? You have to abide by the rules of the old ancestors?¡±


    ¡°But I¡¯ve seen those noble young masters in Sijiucheng were not as strict as you. Do you think I call your name Xiheng, or your courtesy name1 Shiyan?¡±


    1Courtesy name: A courtesy name is a name traditionally given to Chinese men at the age of 20, marking their coming of age. It was sometimes given to women, usually upon marriage.The practice is no longer common in modern Chinese society.


    Yu Xiheng still closed his eyes: ¡°I¡¯m used to it, call me whatever you want.¡±


    Shen Xingyun chuckled and said, ¡°Previously, you said you were strict in etiquette, but now it seems that you are not that strict anymore.¡±


    As he spoke, he pressed a number and said, ¡°Shiyan, I¡¯ll call over there again to confirm about the time.¡±


    Yu Xiheng nodded his head, still closing his eyes.


    The next second, his ears twitched and his eyes suddenly opened.


    That was a pair of extremely beautiful Rui Feng eyes, the end of the eyes were long and narrow. There was a divine light that was reserved, distant and deep.


    Rui Feng Eyes: Eyes with elongated eyes and pupils closer to the corners of the eyes.


    As far as the eye could see, there was a six or seven year old girl standing in the middle of the road, looking confused.


    Just ahead, a large truck suddenly made a sharp turn and was about to hit her.


    Yu Xiheng¡¯s eyes moved slightly and raised his finger.


    ¡°Be careful!¡±


    A voice rang at this moment, a very familiar female voice.


    These two words gave his hand a pause.


    Yu Xiheng¡¯s tilted his head, his calm gaze fell on the Si Fuqing, who was one step ahead of him, stirred up his emotion slightly.


    He saw her pick up the little girl and roll her on the ground, and the next second, the truck hurtled past.


    The crisis was lifted in the nick of time.


    Seeing that both of them were safe, he withdrew his gaze and closed his eyes again.


    The hidden weapon between his fingers also disappeared instantly.


    In front of the black car, Si Fuqing released the little girl and looked at her left hand.


    The wound opened up again and oozed blood.


    One word, miserable.


    Si Fuqing touched the little girl¡¯s head with her right hand: ¡°Next time, don¡¯t run around, okay?¡±


    The little girl was obviously frightened, and she froze on the spot, unable to recover. Tears kept falling.


    ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    In the past, others would run away when they saw her, but she was not good at coaxing children.


    ¡°Hurry up and find your family.¡± Si Fuqing asked again, ¡°Do you know the way?¡±


    The little girl nodded in confusion, but her tears grew worse. She pointed to her hand and said in a crying voice, ¡°Blood, sister, blood¡­¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s okay, just a little injury.¡± Si Fuqing used her right hand on the ground to stand up and smiled, ¡°Little friend, be sure to pay attention to safety. Next time, there will be no me, a beautiful and lovely sister to save you.¡±


    The little girl was stunned again, staring at her blankly.


    Si Fuqing stood up.


    However, her legs were a little numb from the previous movement and she immediately froze, and couldn¡¯t help but take a few steps backwards.


    Paa¡ª


    An arm caught her waist in time.


    The man¡¯s thighs were warm, slender and strong.


    Si Fuqing could clearly feel the kind of tightness wrapped under the suit pants, and the explosive power hidden inside.


    His body, however, was extremely cold, like a frozen soul without any temperature, as if the whole body was made of ice.


    A second later, a male voice fell from the top of her head.


    The tone of his voice was low, the ending sound was cold.


    ¡°Can you stand up?¡±

 CH 9

    Chapter 9 ¨C Yu Xiheng, The Courtesy Name of Shiyan (1)


    His voice was very pleasant, even the intonation of each word was just right.


    There seemed to be a gust of plum rain falling next to her ears, and Si Fuqing¡¯s body tensed immediately.


    Her legs had not yet recovered and were stiff.


    The man half opened a pair of sleepy eyes, with deep pupils and a faint smile.


    But the smile didn¡¯t reach his eyes, reflecting only a glimpse of snow.


    Looking at him from this angle, Si Fuqing was able to see his perfect chin, and the smooth lines of his long, slender neck.


    The lights in the car were dim, and the man¡¯s entire face was hidden in the shadows, flickering and not clear. But it could not hide his handsome face.


    It was as white as the frost and snow on top of the mountain, and as bright as the moon flowing through the clouds.


    Si Fuqing was keenly aware of breaths released by this man, and although he calmly took it back, she still caught it.


    She narrowed her eyes.


    This was definitely an aura that could only be precipitated by people who had been on the battlefield and killed people.


    But this was not something to think about right now.


    Si Fuqing took a deep breath, not because she was frightened, but because her legs were disappointing her.


    Must be punished.


    She would chop these legs when she went back.


    ¡°Sorry, it wasn¡¯t intentional.¡± Si Fuqing pinched an acupuncture point on her leg, forced her leg to recover, and immediately stood up while holding the car door, ¡°Mister, thank you very much. I¡¯ll make it up to you if we meet again. Bye bye.¡±


    Sitting on a man¡¯s lap was not something worthy of great achievements. It was also the first time for Si Fuqing to meet him.


    However, according to her third senior sister, who had many life experiences, when encountering such things, the best plan was to follow the Thirty-Six Stratagems1. You absolutely must not be responsible for it.


    1Thirty-Six Stratagems : it means that when encountering a strong enemy or in a difficult situation, the best strategy is to leave and avoid.


    So, she decisively ran away.


    While running, Si Fuqing said in a leisurely tone: ¡°It feels good.¡±


    Yu Xiheng¡¯s expression suddenly darkened.


    Shen Xingyun finished the phone call, turned his head and happened to see this scene. His expression immediately changed.


    ¡°Shi Yan, is your leg okay? Your leg is at a critical stage of treatment, so it can not be oppressed by gravity.¡±


    He looked outside, only to find that even the girl¡¯s shadow could not be seen anymore. He couldn¡¯t help frowning.


    He and Yu Xiheng were close childhood friends and knew that since he was a kid, his legs were not easy to walk in, and he needed a wheelchair to travel far.


    But this was not Sijiucheng, there was almost no one who knew Yu Xiheng. Who would specifically target his leg?


    Yu Xiheng sat still and gently stroked the wrinkles on his pants, saying, ¡®It¡¯s okay, it¡¯s quite light.¡¯¡±


    After a pause, he gently clasped his fingers together and slightly tapped his palm, still without joy or anger: ¡°It feels good.¡±


    Shen Xingyun: ¡°?¡±


    What felt good?


    He was confused, but this man was always unpredictable and his attitude was difficult to guess.


    Shen Xingyun had no choice but to say: ¡°I have made an appointment for you, and they ask you to go there personally. Be careful.¡±


    Yu Xiheng nodded slightly, closed his eyes again to rest, and said in a calm voice: ¡°Sorry for troubling you.¡±


    Shen Xingyun shook his head and smiled: ¡°After spending so much time with you, I¡¯ve gained understanding of some old sayings. I¡¯m afraid others will be tired if they hear you speak like that.¡±


    His eyes fell on the man¡¯s legs and he sighed softly.


    He had met many people. He was a frequent visitor in the celebrity circles at Sijiucheng, and he knew all the young masters and young ladies from big and small families.


    However, in the entire Sijiucheng, Yu Xiheng was the only truly noble young master.


    He had an atmosphere that ordinary people could not match. Calm, noble, honorable and unattainable.


    However, that gentleman with an air like a quiet orchid in an empty valley was tangled with ruthlessness and cruelty.

 CH 10

    Chapter 10 ¨C Yu Xiheng, The Courtesy Name of Shiyan (2)


    Shen Xingyun grew up with Yu Xiheng and knew how famous he was in Sijiucheng.


    The only pity was that Yu Xiheng¡¯s legs were useless.


    He couldn¡¯t stand up and had to use a wheelchair to travel around.


    Correspondingly, he was not in good health and needed medications.


    This was a fatal blow for a man.


    Shen Xingyun had also helped to find many famous doctors in Daxia and had also traveled abroad, but all of them were helpless to do anything about him.


    Doctors said this was a disease carried from the mother¡¯s womb, born with a disability that could not be cured.


    Actually, an old Chinese doctor had prescribed a medicine list, but unfortunately the medicinal ingredients on the list had already vanished.


    It was no wonder that Sijiucheng gave up on Yu Xiheng and trained other heirs instead, furthermore exiled him to a separate family.


    How could a disabled person be qualified to inherit the Yu family?


    Yu Xiheng didn¡¯t feel anything about it. It seemed that this small matter was not important enough to shake him.


    Shen Xingyun, however, was unwilling to give up. He contacted the Shaman from Daxia Nanzhou1 a few days ago.


    1Nanzhou ÄÏÖÝ: south prefecture; southern state


    Although he didn¡¯t believe in these things, he still had to try a dead horse treated as a living horse doctor2. After all, it was worth a try.


    2a dead horse treated as a living horse doctor: holding a glimmer of hope and actively saving a situation while knowing it is hopeless. It also generally refers to making a final attempt.


    If even the Shaman in Nanzhou could not help, Yu Xiheng¡¯s legs may really be hopeless.


    Shen Xingyun frowned again: ¡°Shi Yan, where did you go yesterday? Why do I see marks on your hands that look like nail scratches?¡±


    Although Lincheng was far away from Sijiucheng, it was still difficult to ensure that no one would follow.


    Yu Xiheng usually traveled in a wheelchair, which was very inconvenient.


    Once targeted, the consequences were difficult to imagine.


    ¡°I met a fox.¡± Yu Xiheng said quietly, ¡°There was a conflict.¡±


    ¡°A fox?¡± Shen Xingyun was stunned. ¡°Are there any foxes here in Lincheng? What color are they?¡±


    Yu Xiheng simply said: ¡°It depends on her mood.¡±


    One second she was ferocious, and the next second she was well-behaved.


    Shen Xingyun was surprised: ¡°Color-changing fox? Is there such a species?¡±


    He had only ever heard of chameleons.


    ¡°Hmm.¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s really rare, you must take a picture when you see it again some other day.¡± Shen Xingyun added, ¡°Shi Yan, I¡¯m afraid it won¡¯t go well if we meet the Shaman at the end of this month. Should we ask someone from Sijiucheng?¡±


    ¡°No need.¡± Yu Xiheng did not say much, but the words fell powerfully, ¡°Go hire a new batch of bodyguards¡±.


    Shen Xingyun thought for a while, and felt the same way: ¡°Okay, this also reduces the possibility of revealing your identity, so I¡¯ll have someone do it.¡±


    **


    After Si Fuqing came out of the supermarket, it was already dark.


    She was holding a large bag of ingredients in her right hand and a chopping board under her arm. She looked like she was going to be a butcher selling pork.


    The people around were in a hurry to get home. Occasionally, a few people noticed the girl and couldn¡¯t help but look back.


    At night was when the playboys were active and there was a club across the supermarket.


    Several young men crowded around a young man as they walked outside. One of them turned his gaze and caught the extremely beautiful face.


    It was just a short moment, but it was breathtaking.


    ¡°Damn it, Ah Yao3, look at that girl.¡± He bumped the arm of the young man next to him, and whistled, ¡°She is so beautiful, which family¡¯s daughter is she?¡±


    3Ah Yao: nickname for Yu Yao.


    ¡°Could it be some celebrity? This face is really pretty, and there are quite a few people who can compete with the beauties in Sijiucheng, right? Why haven¡¯t I seen it before?¡±


    The young man was indifferent and did not even raise his head.


    ¡°It could be anyone.¡± Another noble son couldn¡¯t help but laugh with a sarcastic tone, ¡°It can¡¯t be Si Fuqing who has been chasing after Brother Yao.¡±


    Author¡¯s Notes:


    A quick question, is the male lead really disabled or is he pretending?

 CH 11

    Chapter 11 ¨C The First Mechanical Queen (1)


    When they saw Si Fuqing¡¯s heavy make-up face, they vomited at once.


    Her makeup was so ugly. Her real face must be uglier to be seen. She was chasing Yu Yao with that kind of face?


    Don¡¯t talk about Lincheng, even if they were noble young ladies from Sijiucheng, it was still Yu Yao¡¯s choice to pick.


    Si Fuqing had no family background, didn¡¯t have a good-looking face, she only had shamelessness.


    ¡°It¡¯s a pity that this old man Zuo is gone.¡± The noble son sighed, ¡°Si Fuqing¡¯s good days will also come to an end.¡±


    Another person said: ¡°Speaking of which, Zuo Xianyu from the Zuo family is really amazing. She is only 24 years old and works as the vice president of Zuo¡¯s Group. They both grew up in Zuo¡¯s family. Why are they so different?¡±


    ¡°I used to think Zuo Xianyu was quite beautiful, but she can¡¯t be compared to that girl just now!¡±


    ¡°I feel the same way. Hey, if I had any strength left today, I would definitely have gone and struck up a conversation.¡±


    Hearing this, Yu Yao finally raised his eyelids, and casually looked towards where they were pointing, but only saw the girl¡¯s back.


    She had a slender waist and long straight legs.


    The girl hopped and bounced forward, like a little fox out looking for food.


    Yu Yao narrowed his eyes, and doubts swept past his pupils.


    Why was this figure somewhat familiar?


    ¡°Hey, by the way, Ah Yao1, that Si Fuqing hasn¡¯t chased you in the past few days?¡± the noble son teased, ¡°I heard that she entered the entertainment industry because of you. Seriously, why don¡¯t you give me a response?¡±


    1Ah Yao: nickname for Yu Yao


    Yu Yao finally spoke, his face was indifferent while saying: ¡°She deserves it, too.¡±


    ¡°Okay, don¡¯t mention her again. Ah Yao, are you going back to Sijiucheng? When will you come back?¡± the noble son asked again, ¡°You said earlier that your uncle, he¡­¡±


    Yu Yao¡¯s expression changed slightly, he tugged his tie with some annoyance: ¡°It depends on the situation, go away, don¡¯t bother me.¡±


    With a cold face, he left without looking back, leaving a few noble sons looking at each other.


    Those noble sons didn¡¯t chase him and didn¡¯t dare to ask again.


    They also didn¡¯t understand anything about Sijiucheng, much less were qualified to do so.


    They were fortunate enough to be friends with Yu Yao. How could they dare to ask about his family?


    **


    Here, Si Fuqing returned home, slapped the chopping board on the kitchen table, and chopped herself a pound of pork ribs.


    After putting all the ingredients into the pan, she was satisfied: ¡°It¡¯s okay, I¡¯m still quite¨C¡±


    Before the last word was uttered, there was an explosion sound.


    Si Fuqing jumped out in time, grabbed the kitchen door, and looked at the gas stove.


    The bad news was that the pan exploded.


    The good news was, it didn¡¯t blow her up this time.


    It used to be her eldest senior brother who was in charge of cooking, and she, who was in the ninth line, was raised to be in charge of kitchen waste.


    Even if she wanted to make a meal, she would be kicked out by the senior brothers and sisters, afraid that she would blow up something.


    Was she that savage?


    Yes, she was.


    After all, she was also a great person who blew herself up.


    Si Fuqing sighed and after cleaning up the debris, made a bowl of instant noodles hopelessly.


    The ribs she bought for 50 yuan had just gone to heaven like this, and the pot was gone.


    After eating a mouthful of instant noodles, Si Fuqing revived in a second.


    She turned on her laptop and typed in an URL.


    This laptop was purchased a few years ago and had poor performance. The only good thing was she bought it with her own money.


    However, the cost in buying a poor performance laptop was, as soon as she pressed Enter, the computer instantly freezes.


    10 seconds later, the main processor announced that the reboot had failed and the screen went completely black.


    ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    Good, God liked to oppose her.


    Want to read more chapters in advance?

 CH 12

    Chapter 12 ¨C The First Mechanical Queen (2)


    She put down the instant noodles, calmly patted open the back cover of the laptop, and pulled out a screwdriver.


    While repairing the computer, she hummed the song: ¡°I¡¯m a repairman, I¡¯m never in a hurry. I wait until the computer explodes before starting to repair¡­¡­it.¡±


    A few minutes later, the computer turned on again, and its operating speed increased by ten times more.


    Si Fuqing clapped her hands: ¡°Done.¡±


    Actually, it was not impossible for her to become an advertising screen repairman on the skyway.


    The web page scrolled and three words appeared in the center of the screen.


    Daxia Bodyguard Agency.


    Like the Zhongzhou Mohist family, the Daxia Bodyguard Agency had also been a force that had lasted for thousands of years. It had the most powerful bodyguard system in the Daxia Empire and was also well-known internationally.


    She took on several bodyguard tasks when she was bored and earned extra money.


    Si Fuqing swept a glance at the web page. There were various tasks like protecting high-risk areas and protecting celebrities.


    She didn¡¯t even think about logging into her old account, but happily registered a new account and started checking out the tasks.


    Unfortunately, either her rank was not enough, or the mission location was too far from Lincheng.


    She was now a person who could not even afford a train ticket.


    Si Fuqing looked patiently, and finally refreshed a new task.


    She stroked her chin and said: ¡°The daily salary is 100.000 yuan, for a total of three days, and the destination is Yancheng. Including food, accommodation and lodging. It doesn¡¯t seem bad.¡±


    Yancheng was next to Lincheng, backed by mountains and rivers, with easy and simple folk customs.


    If anyone had hired her at such a low price before, she would have let him do everything by himself.


    But today was different from the past.


    She could adapt to various situations. She just needed to start all over again. She had already died so she was afraid of nothing.


    Si Fuqing clicked ¡®Accept¡¯ and after entering her ID information. She obtained the interview location and the serial number.


    After exiting the official website of the Daxia Bodyguard Agency, she thought for a moment and typed in the word ¡°Oracle¡±.


    This was one of the games she had played before.


    A new page soon popped up on the screen, and the game promotional video played automatically, with an elegant and exquisite painting style, comparable to an action blockbuster.


    Si Fuqing raised her eyebrows: ¡°Tch, this shitty game has lived for quite a long time.¡±


    After downloading an official chat software for the game, Si Fuqing slowly logged into her game account.


    She just got in, still could not see anything clearly. Countless red dots were flickering, and several dialog boxes popped up directly.


    [Big brother?!]


    [Big brother, after disappearing for almost 4 years, you finally came back!]


    [Hurry up, big brother, a new dungeon will be released next month. Take me for the first kill, you are not allowed to bring others, huh!]


    ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    Even if this shitty game was still here, why were these bastards still around!


    She decisively logged out of the software and went straight to bed.


    **


    The next day.


    Si Fuqing was woken up by the alarm.


    She lingered in bed for a moment with a dazed expression, rubbed her face, washed it casually, and then went out.


    Due to poverty and there were no buses nearby, she chose to ride a shared bicycle.


    After pedaling furiously for 25 minutes, she finally arrived at the destination.


    Si Fuqing rubbed her butt and sighed, ¡°It¡¯s not as comfortable as driving my fighter aircraft.¡±


    fighter aircraft


    She lifted her head and looked ahead.


    This was a private villa with a garden. In Lincheng, such a house cost at least 500 million yuan.


    Even if it weren¡¯t a wealthy family like the Zuo family, it was not bad.


    Si Fuqing ate the last mouthful of steamed stuffed bun, put the mask back on, and walked forward.


    Someone at the door was responsible for recording the number, and she hands over the number plate.


    ¡°Hmm, number 30¡­ wait.¡± The man heard her voice and raised his head, frowning.


    Author¡¯s Notes:


    The bodyguard industry is full of tall and powerful men.


    What can a little girl do?


    Si Fuqing: Maybe to beat someone to pulp casually QwQ

 CH 13

    Chapter 13 ¨C Encounter again (1)


    ¡°What?¡± Si Fuqing tucked her hand to her pocket lazily.


    A mask covered her face, but she couldn¡¯t hide her air of arrogance and elegance.


    ¡°Nothing.¡± The man paused for a while, but in the end didn¡¯t say anything, just smiled. ¡°After you go in, you need to know what to do and what not to do.¡±


    Si Fuqing shrugged and took back her phone: ¡°Don¡¯t worry.¡±


    She only looked at money now, and if there was not enough money, she would not do anything.


    The man took the notebook, watched the girl go through the door, and shook his head.


    Although she wasn¡¯t going to a high-risk area like the desert, he really didn¡¯t expect a female bodyguard to apply.


    There were indeed female bodyguards nowadays, but they were very rare, and none of their strength was top notch.


    Everyone who had been in Daxia for a long time also knew that the official website of Daxia Bodyguard Agency had an Ace Hall, which was full of top figures in this industry.


    The bodyguards in the Ace Hall could not be hired by just using money alone. And there was only a woman at the top of the Ace Hall.


    Name unknown, age unknown, and background unknown.


    Even the few employers who were lucky enough to get her help didn¡¯t know who she was.


    Nevertheless, in all the missions where she was the head of the bodyguards, none of them ever failed.


    Even the boss of the Daxia Bodyguard Agency couldn¡¯t figure out how a master would come to do a bodyguard job.


    Unfortunately, this master had not appeared for almost four years, and no one knew where she had gone.


    The man put away his thoughts and continued to record.


    **


    There were no signs inside the villa. Not long after Si Fuqing walked, she had been going around the garden and could not leave.


    ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    After being confined in the laboratory for half a year without going out, she almost forgot that she was a person with a poor sense of direction.


    She used to go out to play with her senior brothers and sisters, she was always the lying salted fish1, so she didn¡¯t have to worry about anything.


    1Salted fish: people who have no intention to do anything; someone who lies there and does nothing.


    Si Fuqing looked to the left and turned to the right, only to change direction and come to a wooden path.


    And just as she was about to reach the end of the path, Swish swish! something rushed through the air.


    Then a stern voice rang out, ¡°Who is it? Looking for trouble?!¡±


    Ding dang dang!


    A string of crunching sounds fell abruptly. Si Fuqing looked at dozens of silver needles that were only half a meter from her feet, and her eyes suddenly turned violent.


    Flying Silver Needles Technique!


    There was also a Mohist master here?


    Without changing her expression, she took another step forward, passed by the shrub bushes, and saw a young man with a fierce face.


    There was another man behind him.


    To be precise, the man was in a wheelchair.


    The man¡¯s tone was gentle, showing his dignity: ¡°Feng San.¡±


    Feng San stopped, but the murderous aura on his body did not subside, and his eyes were also very unkind: ¡°Ninth Brother2!¡±


    2Brother here means someone you respect.


    Yu Xiheng raised his eyebrows slightly and lifted his eyes.


    The girl was standing under the willow tree.


    The hazy sunlight fell on her through the branches, covering her with a white light, like a fragile dream.


    She looked at him curiously, with mottled tree shadows reflected in her eyes, mesmerizing and intoxicating like moonlight.


    A pair of eyes that could bewitch people.


    The pair of eyes that he saw two days before.


    Si Fuqing also recognized him at a glance, this was the man she accidentally took advantage of that day.


    She managed to run away, but why did she just bump into him today? But she had to admit, this man has good skin.


    Originally she thought that her master and eldest senior brother already have celestial appearance, but she never thought that there was really the word called ¡®all beings turned upside down¡¯3 in this world.


    3All beings turned upside down: beautiful and very stunning.


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    Chapter 14 ¨C Encounter again (2)


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    He seemed to have an extremely powerful charm that made people willingly sink for him.


    As he sat there, a powerful aura came overwhelmingly.


    Not an aggressive aura, but an inclusive aura.


    Si Fuqing looked at him and thought she was facing him from the side and running fast, maybe he didn¡¯t recognize her at all.


    Thinking of this, her eyebrows and eyes both were relaxed, and said: ¡°Sorry, I didn¡¯t mean to disturb you. I came to apply for a job and I¡¯m lost now. How can I get there?¡±


    ¡°Go out from this way and turn left and then right.¡± Yu Xiheng looked back at her and spoke slowly. ¡± After turning the third corner, you¡¯ll be there.¡±


    His voice was the same as himself, pleasant to the ear, with a sense of authority.


    Si Fuqing couldn¡¯t help but rub her ear and said: ¡°Okay, thank you.¡±


    Her gaze shifted down and landed on his lap, her eyes carrying a few moments of inquiry.


    ¡°If you look more¨C¡± This action made Feng San¡¯s eyes explode with a strong murderous intent, but was interrupted by Yu Xiheng, ¡°Feng San, let¡¯s go.¡±


    ¡°¡­ Yes!¡± Feng San could only suppress the murderous intent in his eyes and follow the man away.


    Si Fuqing didn¡¯t leave immediately, she looked at his back thoughtfully.


    She had seen earlier that his legs were broken and he could not move.


    The man that night had excellent leg and foot skills, he would not be a disabled person.


    After retracting her gaze, Si Fuqing followed the route Yu Xiheng gave her and successfully arrived at the front hall.


    She stretched and found a seat to sit down on.


    It wasn¡¯t too late for Si Fuqing to come, and after that, many people came one after another, all looking at her with different emotions.


    This included Shen Xingyun who had already been in the study room on the second floor.


    ¡°Huh, why is there a girl?¡± He looked at the big screen and couldn¡¯t help but laugh, ¡°This girl has wrapped herself up really tight.¡±


    On one side, Yu Xiheng looked out of the window with a calm expression.


    Shen Xingyun seemed to remember something and frowned, ¡°She isn¡¯t coming for you, right? I¡¯ll have to check.¡±


    Although Yu Xiheng could not walk, because his face was too attractive, there were also many celebrities in Sijiucheng who were interested in him.


    Not long ago, there was a young lady who chased him abroad and caused a lot of trouble.


    Yu Xiheng slightly raised his eyebrows, slowly said: ¡°She¡¯s not.¡±


    ¡°Why are you so sure?¡± Shen Xingyun was surprised, ¡°But you don¡¯t have to worry, she won¡¯t be chosen, and she won¡¯t be able to see you.¡±


    In terms of strength, women had always been weaker than men.


    The other bodyguards who came to apply for the job were all tall and big, even Si Fuqing¡¯s legs were not as thick as their arms.


    On the screen, everyone else was warming up, while only Si Fuqing pulled out a book from her backpack and leaned back on a chair to read it.


    The book title was clearly recorded in the surveillance camera.


    ¡°[Biography of Emperor Yin]?¡± Shen Xingyun naturally saw it and laughed, ¡°This little girl, I don¡¯t know that she¡¯s a history nerd.¡±


    As he spoke, he sighed again, ¡°But to be honest, who would not admire a person like Emperor Yin?¡±


    He was the pure hearted male god of countless people, even though he only lived in the history books.


    These words made Yu Xiheng¡¯s gaze finally shift to the big screen. He looked at the title of ¡°Biography of Emperor Yin¡±, and his eyes gradually deepened.


    As if feeling something, Si Fuqing raised her head.


    She tilted her head and blinked at the camera.


    Shen Xingyun was startled and said: ¡°Shi Yan, she¡­¡±


    Si Fuqing had already withdrawn her gaze and continued to read.


    The next second her body swayed when a foot kicked her stool hard.


    The owner of the foot sneered coldly and said, ¡°I¡¯m talking to you, do you hear me?¡±


    Si Fuqing closed the book, raised her head again, and smiled: ¡°Just now, it was you who kicked my stool, right?¡±


    Author¡¯s Notes:


    Si Fuqing: I like beautiful people


    Emperor Yin and the lords: what a coincidence


    Qingqing¡¯s personality is probably the most likable among elders and friends, ahahaha, she really is the favorite of the group


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    Chapter 15 ¨C Yu Xiheng: come here (1)


    Standing in front of her was a candidate with number tag 29, who was also a tall and sturdy man.


    He looked at her with some disdain on his face: ¡°Would you voluntarily withdraw, or shall I evict you by force?¡±


    With so many bodyguards applying together, no one really took a weak and slender girl seriously.


    This interview was a knockout competition, played in pairs, and finally five spots would be decided.


    Number 29 found out that his opponent was only a girl. On one side he was happy and felt saved, on the other side he was feeling insulted.


    If he couldn¡¯t even win against a little girl, how could he muddle along in the Daxia Bodyguard Agency?


    ¡°Will you pay attention to me if I kicked your stool?¡± No. 29 became even more impatient and sneered, ¡°Pick one quickly and make this battle quick.¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s right.¡± Si Fuqing stood up. ¡°Who told you to kick my stool?¡±


    As her last word fell, she suddenly moved.


    Her slender fingers clenched into fists and smashed directly into No. 29¡¯s abdomen.


    Boom!


    There was a heavy thud, No. 29 did not even react and fell to the ground.


    ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    All the noise stopped instantly and the entire floor became silent.


    Shen Xingyun¡¯s jaw dropped in shock.


    Yu Xiheng raised his eyebrows.


    ¡°Hey, why did you fall down?¡± Si Fuqing lowered her head, ¡°Get up quickly, don¡¯t you want to evict me?¡±


    No. 29 only felt pain all over his body, and he couldn¡¯t believe that he would be knocked down with one punch from Si Fuqing.


    No. 29 gritted his teeth and became furious, ¡°I just want you to-¡°


    However, his body had just lifted off the ground and had not yet stood up.


    Boom!


    There was another heavy thud, and No. 29 fell to the ground again.


    ¡°Why did you fall down again?¡± Si Fuqing bent down, ¡°Are you deliberately not playing with me?¡±


    No. 29 got angry by this sentence, his veins were throbbing, and he was about to get up.


    But the pain in his body made him unable to move at all, his eyes were staring blankly and his body was trembling.


    ¡°Then forget it.¡± Si Fuqing tilted her fox eyes and said slowly, ¡°I don¡¯t want to play with you either.¡±


    No. 29¡¯s heart relaxed inexplicably, just to see the girl waved her hands lazily, and then punched him in the abdomen for the last time.


    Boom!


    ¡°I, I admit defea¡­¡­t!¡± No. 29 couldn¡¯t hold on in the end, and passed out directly.


    Si Fuqing straightened up: ¡°Anyone else want to play?¡±


    The other reckless men1 took a step back, sweating profusely.


    1reckless man / 纺 m¨£ngh¨¤n: It is a person who has a tall body, a simple mind, no wisdom, and can only use force when things happen, and a reckless person.


    Are you kidding, knocking people out with three punches, is this called playing?


    Yu Xiheng propped his head up, and there was a bit of interest at the end of his eyes.


    ¡°Ninth Brother.¡± Feng San frowned, ¡°If she wins¡­¡±


    Yu Xiheng took a sip of tea and slowly said, ¡°If she wins, she will be my personal bodyguard.¡±


    Feng San frowned even more, staring closely at the big screen.


    After that, there was no one to fight with Si Fuqing, and she advanced all the way to the end.


    After all the people were selected, Shen Xingyun felt as if awakened from a dream2 and immediately went downstairs.


    2as if awaken from a dream/ ÈçÃγõÐÑ r¨² m¨¨ng ch¨± x¨«ng: have been confused in the past, but they have just come to understand when inspired by others or facts.


    Four reckless men stood together, and Si Fuqing stood on the other side.


    The contrast was striking.


    ¡°Unless something unexpected happens, it will be five of you.¡± Shen Xingyun nodded. ¡°Next, I¡¯ll talk to you about some precautions. Any other questions?¡±


    Si Fuqing raised her hand, like a clever student asking a question: ¡°I have a question.¡±


    Shen Xingyun was quite surprised and said: ¡°You can ask.¡±


    ¡°You want to hire five bodyguards, right?¡± Si Fuqing said confidently, ¡°If I do all the work of five people, will my salary also be increased by five times?¡±


    Hearing her words, the others: ¡°¡­¡­?¡±

 CH 16

    Chapter 16 ¨C Yu Xiheng: come here (2)


    Shen Xingyun was also astounded and choked up, ¡°What?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s not¡ª¡± Before he finished speaking, Yu Xiheng lifted his eyebrows, with a slight smile, and his voice fell from upstairs. ¡°You can say so.¡±


    Once he opened his mouth, Shen Xingyun didn¡¯t object anymore.


    ¡°OK, then I¡¯m alone is enough.¡± Si Fuqing glanced at the second floor and moved her body again, ¡°I¡¯ll prove it to you, I¡¯m alone worth five people.¡±


    As she spoke, she hooked her hands towards the other four people and said, ¡°Big brothers, can you all come together and give me some face1?¡±


    1Give me some face: don¡¯t make me embarrassed.


    ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    Three minutes later, all four reckless men fell to the ground, all desperate.


    Feng San¡¯s expression finally changed.


    He practiced martial arts from a young age, so of course he could see that Si Fuqing used only one hand from beginning to the end.


    Most importantly, she didn¡¯t rely on brute force, but pure skill.


    What kind of terrifying control capability was this?


    ¡°Xingyun.¡± Yu Xiheng put down the teacup and spoke again, ¡°Let the others leave.¡±


    Shen Xingyun sighed and had to order people to carry down the four reckless men, then waved to Si Fuqing and said: ¡°Let¡¯s go upstairs.¡±


    Si Fuqing wiped her hands and followed him upstairs.


    The big screen in the study room was put away, and the room was silent. Feng San stood behind Yu Xiheng, his cold eyes circling around the girl, piercing and compelling.


    Si Fuqing glanced at him.


    Did this little brother look at her like he looked at an enemy?


    Later she would steal his job too.


    Si Fuqing was calculating how much money she could earn using her fingers, when she heard Yu Xiheng ask her in a low voice: ¡°Can you use a gun?¡±


    Feng San also looked over immediately, his eyes burning.


    ¡°Huh?¡± Si Fuqing looked up and raised her eyebrows, ¡°I can¡¯t.¡±


    Feng San listened and finally breathed a sigh of relief.


    Melee combat2 was so powerful, if you knew how to shoot again, how can you let others live?


    2Melee combat: disorganized hand-to-hand combat in battles fought at abnormally close range with little central control once it starts.


    ¡°En.¡± Yu Xiheng hummed, ¡°Come here.¡±


    Si Fuqing stepped forward: ¡°What now?¡±


    Yu Xiheng just glanced at her up and down, nodded and ordered, ¡°Prepare several sets of casual clothes first, in size S.¡±


    Turned out it was to give her clothes.


    Si Fuqing looked at the white washed T-shirt she wore, feeling so sad that she only wanted to draw circles3.


    3Draw circles: embarrassment, self-blame and repentance.


    She was really poor.


    Feng San also felt a little pity.


    When Si Fuqing passed the interview, her information had already arrived in Yu Xiheng¡¯s hands.


    He also knew that she was adopted by the old man Zuo, and now that the old man left, she naturally had no one to rely on.


    ¡°No way!¡± Si Fuqing suddenly pointed to herself, ¡°I have to wear size M, size S will break the buttons.¡±


    Feng San¡¯s expression stiffened, and he looked at her in disbelief.


    This Miss Si, really dared to say anything?


    However, Yu Xiheng¡¯s expression was calm as if he had already gotten used to it. He calmly ordered: ¡°Change it to the M size.¡±


    Feng San thought to himself that he really lacked composure and needed to learn more from the Ninth Brother.


    While waiting for the clothes, Si Fuqing didn¡¯t bother to be polite either. She sat down, nibbled an apple, and pulled out the [Biography of Emperor Yin].


    Yu Xiheng turned his head and talked to Shen Xingyun about something, and she didn¡¯t bother to listen.


    On the other side, Feng San took out his phone and specifically downloaded a Weibo4.


    4Weibo: means ¡°micro-blog¡± in Chinese. Launched by Sina Corporation in 2009, Sina Weibo, or simply Weibo is a microblogging website and app which compares to Twitter and Instagram.


    When Si Fuqing entered here, her information had already been sent to Yu Xiheng.


    Feng San also knew that she was actually a celebrity.


    He heard that there was a lot of news related to celebrities on this app. He followed Yu Xiheng, so he needed to gather more information.


    Unexpectedly, before he could enter Si Fuqing¡¯s name, Weibo¡¯s trending search directly sent him a trending search.


    Feng San frowned, he pursed his lower lip and pushed the phone over: ¡°Miss Si, is this you?¡±


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    Chapter 17 ¨C You see, no one dares to invade today¡¯s Daxia! (1)


    ¡°What?¡± Si Fuqing closed the book and leaned over to take a look.


    It was a tweet from a big marketing account.


    [@BapoCircleV1:  Is there anyone else who doesn¡¯t know about Si Fuqing taking advantage of male trainees in private? This is a female rascal, right? [vomit]]


    1Ba Po, a Cantonese term used to describe a nosy woman. It is what Taiwanese call ¡°March 8¡± or what others usually call ¡°gossipers¡±. It is a word with a derogatory meaning.


    A screenshot of Moments was posted below, showing the name of Lu Yan¡¯s manager.


    [??I¡¯m really fed up with a certain mentor. What can she do? She doesn¡¯t want to be lonely and touch the students. If the show hadn¡¯t just started, who would have taken this shit!]


    Although they didn¡¯t give a name, everyone knew who it was.


    <Youth> was an idol training show, where the strength of the mentor team was extremely strong, there were ¡®heavenly king¡¯ and ¡®top streaming¡¯.


    Only Si Fuqing who had no capability.


    And Lu Yan was the first candidate to debut from C position2. The show had only aired the first episode, and his fans had already reached five million.


    2Debut from C position: it means that a certain artist is very strong in his own group, has relatively many scenes, has strong professional quality, is easier to be remembered, and is the soul center of the team.


    As soon as the tweet was posted, fans were furious.


    [Si Fuqing, get out of here, stay away from our baby! Don¡¯t you look at yourself? Where does your courage come from to do such an improper behavior to brother3 Yan? ¡¿


    [Si Fuqing, you are so ridiculous, do you know the status of our brother Yan3? You have been kicked out of Zuo¡¯s house, do you still have any supporters?]


    3Brother here means someone you idolize.


    [I just don¡¯t understand why she has to come and ruin the boy group audition, she pissed me off, this resource coffee4!]


    4resource coffee: refers to a person whose popularity and quality are not outstanding, those with poor acting skills but playing a leading role when they debut.


    The fans of the male idol scolded fiercely and in a nasty way, using all kinds of dirty words.


    Feng San pursed her lips tightly: ¡°Miss Si, these¡­¡±


    Si Fuqing played with her hair: ¡°Starting with a picture, then it will be edited as much as possible. I¡¯m used to it, don¡¯t worry about them.¡±


    ¡°I am more beautiful than them, have a better figure than they are, and more capable than they are. They only know how to type on the internet. Why should I argue with them?¡±


    Feng San: ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    Okay, that was very Si Fuqing.


    He found Lu Yan¡¯s photo again, and frowned: ¡°Miss Si, why did you go to the men¡¯s boy band audition to be a mentor? And wear this kind of makeup? Do you like this type of person?¡±


    If it weren¡¯t for all the information in hand, he couldn¡¯t believe that the person being scolded was Si Fuqing.


    Moreover, with the skill level of Si Fuqing, could the entertainment industry afford this Giant Buddha5?


    5Giant Buddha: A satire. Person who extrude a great significance, normal people cannot mess with.


    ¡°You look like a¡ª¡± Si Fuqing raised her head, sighed, ¡°Baguapo6 with a paralyzed face.¡±


    6Baguapo / °ËØÔÆÅ b¨¡gu¨¤ p¨®: a (old) woman who gossips; bitch.


    Feng San: ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    Yu Xiheng turned his head at this moment, unhurriedly said: ¡°It¡¯s quite similar.¡±


    Feng San¡¯s back shivered: ¡°Ninth Brother.¡±


    Yu Xiheng said nothing more, and looked out of the window again.


    ¡°You guys chat first.¡± Shen Xingyun smiled, ¡°I¡¯ll ask the kitchen to prepare some food, and since Miss Si is Shi Yan¡¯s personal bodyguard, you should stay and eat together too.¡±


    Si Fuqing was thinking about what she would have for lunch, and when she heard this, she said decisively: ¡°Okay.¡±


    She moved her chair to the dining table and sat down, with Feng San standing behind Yu Xiheng.


    ¡°Oh, to answer you, I don¡¯t like him, I don¡¯t even know him. If I want to like a person, of course I like someone who is like my boss.¡± Si Fuqing tilted her chin, ¡°Look at my boss, he is handsome and rich, he also has such a good figure and treats his subordinates well. Where can I find someone as perfect as my boss?¡±


    ¡°My boss has the appearance of a celestial being, a deity descending to the earth, and a living emperor.¡±


    The last words gave Yu Xiheng a slight pause while holding the teacup.


    If he hadn¡¯t been sure that some things couldn¡¯t be known, he would have thought he had been exposed.


    Yu Xiheng¡¯s expression did not change and smiled: ¡°What an absurd praise.¡±


    Si Fuqing paused and looked at him.


    That was it?


    This didn¡¯t give her a pay raise?


    Blowing his rainbow farts for nothing7.


    7Blowing rainbow farts for nothing: praise people not according to each other¡¯s preferences, but according to our own ideas.


    Feng San: ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    He saw that the true love of Miss Si was actually money.

 CH 18

    Chapter 18 ¨C You see, no one dares to invade today¡¯s Daxia! (2)


    And his ninth brother was actually a springboard1.


    1Springboard: Network springboard, simply put, is to hide your address so that others cannot find their location. By using a springboard, you can reduce the likelihood that others will find you, and at the same time increase the difficulty of being discovered.


    Lunch was quickly ready, Si Fuqing took a pair of chopsticks and picked up a piece of braised pork.


    ¡°Miss Si likes history very much?¡± Shen Xingyun asked. ¡°I think you¡¯ve been reading it during your free time today.¡±


    ¡°I can¡¯t say that I like it, I can only say that I didn¡¯t think of reading the history in detail before.¡± Si Fuqing smiled. ¡°Now that I¡¯ve read it, I¡¯m very impressed, and I kinda want to meet Emperor Yin.¡±


    ¡°Oh? Meet Emperor Yin? Why?¡±


    ¡°I found that I had a lot to say to him.¡±


    Before Shen Xingyun could continue to ask, Yu Xiheng had already turned his head and looked deeply at her, ¡°What do you want to say to him?¡±


    ¡°I want to tell him¡ª¡± Si Fuqing said softly, ¡°Look, no one dares to invade Daxia today.¡±


    Yu Xiheng¡¯s eyes suddenly deepened.


    ¡°Look, today, the 100,000,000 people of Daxia are the backbone of our nation, one stroke at a time.¡±


    ¡°Look again, Daxia stretches for thousands of miles, connecting the West Continent to the west and the Dongling Sea to the east. Daxia Wuzhou2 that you have devoted your life to protect is already a bustling area.¡±


    2Wuzhou is five islands located within Xuanwu Lake. Xuanwu Lake is divided into five continents, and the Zhouzhou embankment bridge is connected, which is seamlessly integrated, with mountains and waters everywhere, and the scenery is picturesque all year round. There are many scenic spots around the lake, fish are raised in the lake, and lotus flowers are planted, and in summer and autumn, the water surface is turquoise, and the lotus flowers are hidden in it, full of the fragrance of the lake, and the scenery is charming.


    ¡°My Daxia can leap 90,000 miles up to the sky and explore 3,000 miles down to the sea, so I ask which principality in the West Continent dares to violate my Daxia today?¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    There was instant dead silence at the dining table.


    Feng San was extremely astonished.


    Even Yu Xiheng¡¯s eyes tightened.


    This sentence was straightforward and not intense, but it seemed that his fingertips were electrified, and his body was slightly numb.


    In an instant, his mind was entirely shaken and his soul was lost.


    He raised his hand, gently stroked the place where his heart was beating, closed his eyes, and felt the heat there.


    It was a feeling that hadn¡¯t been felt for a long, long time.


    Si Fuqing remained silent for a long time and sighed softly, ¡°Unfortunately, he can¡¯t see it anymore.¡±


    A lot of people could not see it anymore.


    She learned from the book that Emperor Yin was only fourteen years old when he ascended the throne, and the former emperor left him a lot of terrible mess.


    Unstable domestic affairs and foreign aggression, multiple sides were attacked.


    At that time, everyone wanted to absorb the weak Daxia, the border was enveloped in the flames from all around, the people were forced to leave home and wander from place to place, and blood was dripping.


    Two years after Emperor Yin ascended the throne, at the age of 16, he embarked on the path of ending war with war and ending killing with killing.


    Time passed like a snap of a finger. In the past eleven years, until his death from illness, he had always been on the road to war.


    More than thousands of soldiers followed him.


    How many people died.


    History books were just lines of cold text that could not record the magnificence of those years.


    But she really wanted to meet him and tell him that Daxia he dedicated his life to was prosperous and thriving as he wished.


    No foreign invasion and no internal troubles.


    It was the first time that Shen Xingyun¡¯s scalp tingled when he heard it, and he couldn¡¯t help but clap his hands and praised: ¡°Good! Miss Si is only eighteen, yet she can have such an insight. I¡¯m ashamed of myself, so here¡¯s a toast to Miss Si.¡±


    Hearing that there was wine, Si Fuqing immediately returned to her senses.


    She licked her lip, her eyes were bright, and she was about to pick up the cup, but was blocked by another hand. The man¡¯s tone was cool and said: ¡°She has a wound on her hand, so she shouldn¡¯t drink.¡±


    Shen Xingyun froze: ¡°There are injuries?¡±


    He saw that Si Fuqing easily knocked down the other applicants, but he didn¡¯t even notice that she was injured.


    ¡°A small injury, I was accidentally cut by a wine bottle.¡± Si Fuqing sounded relaxed and waved his hand, ¡°But it¡¯s still inadvisable to drink, boss, I¡¯m fine.¡±


    ¡°You said it very well.¡± Yu Xiheng did not respond to her sentence, but smiled faintly, ¡°Today in Daxia, everyone should be like a dragon and a phoenix3, and they will take off in a few days.¡±


    3Dragon and phoenix are extraordinary things, in ancient times, only the emperor could wear dragon robes, and only the queen could become a phoenix. Therefore, ¡°dragon and phoenix¡± refers to the heroes.


    ¡°If Emperor Yin saw it, even if he only had 27 years, he would have no regrets.¡±


    Si Fuqing raised her head and squinted at him with a pair of fox eyes.

 CH 19

    Chapter 19 ¨C He is Emperor Yin (1)


    The man¡¯s gaze was steady and powerful, as vast as the sea.


    He smiled slightly, like clouds breaking through the moon, the wind and snow finally stopped, and the light blossomed instantly.


    He already had a magnificent appearance, and with such a smile, he could almost capture all the hearts and souls.


    Si Fuqing was captured by his eyes for a moment, and after a long pause, she blinked, ¡°Boss, you know a lot about this history too?¡±


    Yu Xiheng¡¯s tone was light, no emotion could be heard: ¡°I have read a few history books, very interesting.¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s good, I haven¡¯t finished reading it yet.¡± Si Fuqing rested her cheeks, ¡°When I finish reading it, I¡¯ll ask boss for some advice.¡±


    Yu Xiheng didn¡¯t nod or shake his head, he just quietly sipped his tea.


    His other hand gently tapped on the table, his dark eyes looking deep.


    How could he not understand, that was an era he had personally experienced.


    This mountain and river, inch by inch, was also where he once stood and looked out.


    Only time and space have changed.


    As thoughtful and wise as Emperor Yin, he never figured out why he came to the 1500 years future after his death and ushered in a rebirth.


    It was like a dream.


    But Yu Xiheng knew that it was true.


    He saw Daxia 1500 years later.


    Maybe God knew the dream he had before he died, took pity on him, and gave him an afterlife.


    For him, the records in the history books were not just rigid words, but also proof that he had lived.


    Watching future generations evaluate him was another pleasure.


    Yu Xiheng did read a lot of his biographies and storytelling, and there was no lack of praise, but there was also sarcasm.


    But after he died, he looked at it as past and moved on.


    What criticized him and praised him were all past events.


    Victory was a joy, but defeat was also a joy.


    He never imagined that a little girl could say such a thing.


    It reminded him of someone.


    In today¡¯s Daxia, science and technology were developed, and flourished in prosperity.


    He truly had no regrets.


    Si Fuqing was so full from this meal that she lazily leaned back in her chair: ¡°I¡¯m going to be a little chubby and rub my little tummy when I have nothing to do.¡±


    Feng San picked up the dishes with a straight face.


    He was used to Si Fuqing saying any weird words.


    At this time, Yu Xiheng¡¯s gaze fell on her and he finally spoke: ¡°Where do you live?¡±


    ¡°Ah?¡± Si Fuqing looked up and announced a location. Yu Xiheng nodded and looked at Feng San.


    Feng San immediately understood: ¡°I¡¯ll send Miss Si off.¡±


    At the same time, there was something strange in his mind.


    His Ninth Brother¡¯s attitude towards Miss Si had become a little closer.


    Si Fuqing carried her bag, and blinked her fox eyes: ¡°Boss, if I behave well, can I have a long-term contract?¡±


    Yu Xiheng thought of her ruthlessness in the car, and the shocking words she said earlier. He laughed lightly: ¡°It depends on your performance.¡±


    Si Fuqing was satisfied now, she happily sent her heart: ¡°Boss, love you, I¡¯ll go change first.¡±


    a heart


    By getting the approval from her first customer, she can look for another customer later after she is finished.


    Though she knew quite a lot of things, she couldn¡¯t go to the top directly right away.


    She was such a genius.


    Si Fuqing bounced and ran far away.


    Yu Xiheng suddenly spoke: ¡°Does she look like it?¡±


    Feng San¡¯s expression froze: ¡°Ninth Brother, what do you mean?¡±


    In an instant, his brain had begun to search for a suspicious person from various organizations, including which agent or killer looked like Si Fuqing.


    Although Feng San had already taken a slight liking to Si Fuqing, he was also ready to kill her on the spot.


    ¡°Color-changing fox.¡±


    ¡°?¡±


    What?

 CH 20

    Chapter 20 ¨C He is Emperor Yin (2)


    When Si Fuqing finished changing her clothes and came out, Feng San also drove the car over.


    This was a pure white car, still without a logo, and the model was also very low-profile.


    But as soon as she got in, Si Fuqing noticed that this car was different.


    She quietly put her hand on the car window.


    There were at least three concealed weapons hidden here, not to mention other complicated mechanisms.


    If anyone dared to hijack this car, these concealed weapons would kill that person in an instant.


    Not only that, but the cover of the car was also very hard, obviously made of special materials.


    It seemed that her boss had a complicated background.


    Naturally, Si Fuqing didn¡¯t ask Feng San if he was from the Mohist family in Zhongzhou.


    Although the Mohist family had been around for thousands of years without falling, it was not a territory that ordinary people could touch upon.


    Feng San noticed her gaze and said: ¡°Miss Si likes this car?¡¯¡±


    ¡°So-so.¡± Si Fuqing leaned back and held her chin, ¡°It can still be improved.¡±


    However, she was not cheap, and she would not casually help others modify it.


    Feng San was aroused by the desire to win: ¡°How can it be improved?¡±


    This car was made by the Mohist family, and it was priceless. Even in the Zhongzhou auction, the price was one billion.


    Si Fuqing snapped her fingers and pointed to a plane flying across the sky, ¡°See that Daxia 750?¡±


    Feng San raised his head, stunned: ¡°How do you know it¡¯s 750?¡±


    ¡°Simple, Lincheng International Airport only has two models, 750 and 349. This plane flies to the east, that is to Donglinghai, so it must be 750.¡±


    Feng San nodded subconsciously.


    Si Fuqing tilted her head and said: ¡°Give me three days, I can make this plane fly directly to the Duchy of Mouston at a speed of 6000 kilometers per hour.¡±


    The Duchy of Mouston was located in the center of the West Continent, more than 10,000 kilometers from the borders of the Daxia Empire.


    The corner of Feng San¡¯s mouth twitched.


    How was he so confident that he could take all of Miss Si¡¯s nonsense?


    With a speed of 6000 km per hour, it was a rocket-powered experimental machine.


    The painstaking efforts of a research institute for several decades.


    ¡°When I have money, I will also buy a car.¡± Si Fuqing said slowly, ¡°You drive too slow, it¡¯s no fun.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    After Feng San sent Si Fuqing back to her small apartment, she almost ran away.


    Si Fuqing shrugged: ¡°Young man, I can¡¯t bear it.¡±


    She closed the door, threw herself on the soft bed, and rolled around a few times.


    Yu Xiheng paid her 100,000 yuan in advance, and she had placed an order online to buy more than ten boxes of electronic parts and snacks.


    It felt good to have money.


    Si Fuqing laid on her stomach for a while, then went to the kitchen to cut the honeydew melon she had just bought.


    honeydew melon


    Then she came to the computer desk and opened the laptop.


    Half a day passed, her name was still hanging on the hot search, and the cursing war on Weibo had reached heated discussions.


    These fans¡¯ war of quarrel could also last so long, Si Fuqing was very impressed.


    She ate her honeydew melon while watching eagerly at the roaring fans of Lu Yan.


    [Tianle Media didn¡¯t say anything. It¡¯s probably true, otherwise they would have denied it long ago.]


    [Si Fuqing, get out of <Youth>! Get out!]


    [Brother Yan was also silent, otherwise, with his kind nature, how could he not have come out to speak.]


    [Can the program team come out and say a word? Is Si Fuqing really harassing our brother Yan?!]


    [Si Fuqing, you are truly disgusting.]


    Si Fuqing drank her water and slowly tapped down a new tweet.


    There was only one word.


    [@Si FuqingV: Climb1]


    1Climb, an Internet buzzword, originated in Sichuan dialect, also found in Shanxi dialect, equivalent to a stronger tone of ¡°go away¡±, commonly found in online communities.


    Author¡¯s Notes:


    Good morning~


    At the beginning, you all are thinking about the meeting of Qingqing and Emperor Yin. If they meet again, Qingqing will probably hold Yaoyao¡¯s hand and say ¡°Let¡¯s ignore that jerk, you see, I¡¯m the cutest (?).¡±


    Ps: ¡°Victory was a joy, but defeat was also a joy¡± from Su Shi¡¯s <Guan Qi>

 CH 21

    Chapter 21 ¨C Sister Qing, you¡¯re so strong (1)


    As soon as this word was sent out, Si Fuqing¡¯s Weibo notification was exploded by the comments from Lu Yan¡¯s angry fans.


    [?]


    [Si Fuqing finally had a mental breakdown and went crazy?]


    [I laughed, Si Fuqing, to whom you said climb1?]


    1Climb, an Internet buzzword, originated in Sichuan dialect, also found in Shanxi dialect, equivalent to a stronger tone of ¡°go away¡±, commonly found in online communities.


    [Si Fuqing, you are a member of a girl group, you can¡¯t sing or dance, why should you be the mentor of the boy group audition?! ]


    In just a few minutes, the comments from this Weibo page were almost 20,000, they were all cursing.


    Si Fuqing glanced at her mobile phone that was crazily flickering, ignored the call from Tianle Media, and typed another Weibo message.


    [@Si FuqingV: His makeup was so girly, he wasn¡¯t masculine at all. I have no interest in him, hurry up and take him away. Don¡¯t be an eyesore in front of me, if you spread rumors again, I¡¯ll see you in court.]


    This sentence made Lu Yan¡¯s fans angrier.


    [You said it¡¯s girly? Do you understand trends?!]


    [Si Fuqing, you really have the nerve to say such things, you don¡¯t look at your own makeup, yet you dare to criticize others?]


    [And by saying ¡®see you in court¡¯, do you have the ability to do so?]


    Fans were cursing, but passers-by were all watching the fun, and the more lively it was, the more fun to watch.


    [Si Fuqing is so strong, she accidentally fell in love. Do you think the male idol who used his fans¡¯ to bully a female celebrity was incredible?]


    [I can easily edit this picture, Lu Yan¡¯s fans need to use their brains. I will also say that I¡¯m the reincarnation of Emperor Yin, quickly give me the money, I will make you a high-ranking official.]


    [There is one thing to say, Lu Yan¡¯s makeup is too girly indeed, which is far worse than Xie Yu, okay?]


    [Then vote for our personal trainee Xie Yu, the all-round C position2, and you won¡¯t lose money if you invest in him.]


    2C position: it means that a certain artist is very strong in his own group, has relatively many scenes, has strong professional quality, is easier to be remembered, and is the soul center of the team.


    Soon the wind direction shifted to the previous battle between Lu Yan and Xie Yu.


    And at this time, inside the <Youth> training base.


    Lu Yan held back his anger and took a deep breath after reading it: ¡°Mu Ye, is this the method you came up with?¡±


    The program was a fully enclosed training. Without the permission of the program group, the trainees were not allowed to use their mobile phones.


    However, the influence behind Lu Yan was not small, and the program team did not dare to restrict him.


    Mu Ye opened his mouth: ¡°Brother Yan, I¡­¡±


    He just followed his company¡¯s direction to let Si Fuqing be criticized more severely, to increase the popularity and the enthusiasm of the show.


    After all, the current fandom didn¡¯t look at anything. A randomly fabricated picture was very good to bring up the rhythm.


    Lu Yan looked at him coldly and said, ¡°What about now? Satisfied?¡±


    Although he did have a lot of fans and were willing to fight for him, he didn¡¯t need to show up at all, he just needed to hide behind the fans.


    But he didn¡¯t want to see Xie Yu¡¯s popularity rise.


    C position, and there was no way he¡¯s going to give it up.


    ¡°Brother, brother Yan.¡± Mu Ye pursed his lips, ¡°I just didn¡¯t think that Si Fuqing would dare to tweet.¡±


    Before the show aired, Si Fuqing had been mocked all the time.


    After being mocked for a whole month, she did not even dare to go online, when did she become so stubborn?


    Lu Yan sneered: ¡°The rabbit will bite people when it¡¯s anxious. In the future, if you want to trick her, don¡¯t use my name. There are so many methods, but you have to use the stupidest one.¡±


    Several other trainees did not dare to speak.


    ¡°Brother Yan, don¡¯t worry.¡± Mu Ye¡¯s expression was dark, ¡°The day after tomorrow is the second rating, so as a mentor she has to come. I will make a fool of her then.¡±


    Lu Yan said indifferently: ¡°How will you inform the company?¡±


    They belonged to Tianle Media, just like Si Fuqing.


    Mu Ye¡¯s body stiffened and a cold sweat appeared on his forehead.


    The reason why Tianle Media did not speak out earlier was because it did not matter what kind of mockery Si Fuqing received.


    But when it involved Lu Yan, it was different.

 CH 22

    Chapter 22 ¨C Sister Qing, you¡¯re so strong (2)


    Lu Yan was the superstar that Tianle Media was about to promote, and there must be no mistakes.


    The hot search keywords had been suppressed, but it was undeniable that it did have a slight impact on Lu Yan.


    He would definitely be punished by the Tianle Media as well.


    Mu Ye lowered his head, clenched his fists, and groaned.


    The day after tomorrow, he definitely wanted Si Fuqing to look ¡®good¡¯.


    After sending those two tweets, Si Fuqing went offline, and her phone was also turned off directly.


    She didn¡¯t bother to find out who had done it, such things weren¡¯t worthy of her attention.


    On the other hand, Feng San handed the collected information to Yu Xiheng.


    ¡°Ninth Brother, I¡¯ve checked. It is indeed a fake. This picture is made up by a person named Mu Ye from Miss Si¡¯s company.¡± He said, ¡°It seems that the company ordered it. If needed, I¡¯ll find a professional in the entertainment industry to analyze.¡±


    Feng San also realized that Si Fuqing¡¯s situation was very bad.


    There was the Zuo family in the front and Tianle Media in the back.


    Both attacks were all desperate.


    Yu Xiheng was reading a document and didn¡¯t look up: ¡°Well, then?¡±


    Feng San hesitated and handed the phone over: ¡°Miss Si has taken care of it herself.¡±


    Yu Xiheng looked at the word ¡°Go away¡±, twitched his eyebrows, without showing any unnecessary emotions.


    He spoke slowly: ¡°I see.¡±


    Feng San breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, ¡°Ninth Brother, I think Miss Si likes to talk nonsense sometimes, but she¡¯s actually quite good. Anyway, we don¡¯t need to believe it.¡±


    At least Si Fuqing was easy to get along with, formidable but without arrogance, better than the other female celebrities he knew in Sijiucheng.


    Talking nonsense?


    Yu Xiheng supported his head, the fragrance of tea curled in front of him, blowing into his eyes, still calm and indifferent.


    He thought about his fight with her that night, and that she had curved eyebrows and smiled at him with that good voice.


    ¡ª ¡ª Do you like to listen to ¡°Wei Feng Tang Tang¡± or ¡°Hu Shi Dan Dan1¡±?¡±


    1Wei Feng Tang Tang and Hu Shi Dan Dan: songs from Japanese written by Mei Tora. The song is sung by the VOCALOID characters ¡°Hatsune Miku, Kagamine Rin, Kounon Ruka , GUMI, IA ¡°. The song has been translated into many national languages ??and is very popular, and there are many national language versions.


    After listening to these two songs in his spare time, he thought, this nonsense was the second best thing, but it should be punished for a great disrespect.


    **


    The next day at Zuo¡¯s house.


    Old man Zuo¡¯s funeral was scheduled for this weekend.


    Dozens of people in the Zuo family were flushed with excitement about the inheritance. But when the lawyer made public the will that old man Zuo had made before he died, it blew up at once.


    The will stated that all of the Yuelan jewelry under the Zuo Group will be left to Si Fuqing, and she would have 8% stake in Jingcheng Real Estate.


    Yuelan Jewelry and Jingcheng Real Estate were the core industries of the Zuo Group.


    ¡°How could this happen?¡± Mrs. Zuo couldn¡¯t accept it, ¡°Si Fuqing doesn¡¯t even have the surname Zuo, why should she have a share? Has the old man gone mad?!¡±


    They thought that old man Zuo was just doting on Si Fuqing a little more, but in the end they finally knew which was more important.


    This was simply sending the entire Zuo family out!


    Zuo Tianfeng¡¯s temples twitched suddenly, and his veins also popped out.


    He suppressed his anger and took a deep breath: ¡°Call Si Fuqing here, and tell her that it has something to do with the old man.¡±


    Zuo Tianfeng also somewhat lost his face, he had only said the day before that he wanted Si Fuqing to get lost, and now he had to get her back.


    ¡°If we call her back, will she give up these properties?¡± Mrs Zuo trembled with anger. ¡°That little bitch, I¡¯m afraid she would be eager to have them.¡±


    ¡°Give her five million.¡± Zuo Tianfeng waved his hand casually, ¡°She¡¯s a straw bag2, and she doesn¡¯t know how to manage a company. If she can get the money, she will burn incense3. She is not even from the Zuo family, what else does she want?¡±


    2straw bag: idiot.


    3burn incense: to thank profusely.


    Five million, Si Fuqing would never see such a large amount of money in her lifetime.


    Author¡¯s Notes:


    Emperor Yin: Would you sing Wei Feng Tang Tang or Hu Shi Dan Dan?


    Qingqing: I refuse both

 CH 23

    If Yuelan Jewelry and Jingcheng Real Estate were in Si Fuqing¡¯s hands, they would be ruined in less than a year.


    Si Fuqing was an idiot who couldn¡¯t do anything. How could she manage the company?


    The company was useless in her hands.


    Upon hearing this, Mrs. Zuo was deeply impressed. She found Si Fuqing¡¯s mobile phone number and immediately dialed it.


    When Si Fuqing received the phone call, she was bargaining with the boss of the hardware store: ¡°Boss, make it cheaper. Your pliers are a little rusty here. Five yuan less won¡¯t hinder you from making money.¡±


    The boss saw that the canvas shoes she was wearing had worn-out, and she was a little girl. He helplessly waved his hand and said: ¡°Okay, okay, take them away.¡±


    Si Fuqing finally bought a pile of tools for 50 yuan, and this was her first time bargaining, making her feel a sense of accomplishment.


    So when the phone rang, she picked it up without looking.


    ¡°Si Fuqing, you have to come back.¡± At the other end of the phone, Mrs. Zuo opened her mouth with some superiority, ¡°There is something to discuss with you at home, and it is related to your grandfather.¡±


    ¡°You want me to come over? Okay then.¡± Si Fuqing lifted her hair and smiled, ¡°Beg me, and I¡¯ll go back.¡±


    There was a ¡°bang¡± on the phone, then it was disconnected, which turned into a series of ¡°beep-beep-beep¡± sounds.


    Si Fuqing blocked the number, and said lightly: ¡°That¡¯s all you have?¡±


    She put her phone in her pocket and closed her eyes.


    At this time the Zuo Family asked her to go back, which must be related to the will of old man Zuo. She was afraid that the old man gave her a lot of things.


    She suspected that the old man Zuo died unnaturally.


    But at the same time, it was also surprising why the old man Zuo was so kind to her.


    She needed to find a reason to see the body of old man Zuo.


    Si Fuqing leaned against the wall and looked up at the sky, pondering. After some time, she heard a surprised voice calling her: ¡°Miss Si?¡±


    She turned around and saw a black car parked in front of her.


    The car window rolled down, Feng San sat in the driver¡¯s seat.


    He saw a pile of metal hardwares behind Si Fuqing¡¯s back, including a hammer, and was slightly silent for a second: ¡°Miss Si, why are you here?¡±


    ¡°Oh.¡± Si Fuqing sighed, ¡°I¡¯m so sad to the point I even want to recite a poem, it¡¯s a sin.¡±


    Feng San: ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry about me.¡± Si Fuqing waved her hand towards him, ¡°Let me be sad for a moment.¡±


    Before Feng San could speak, the back door opened.


    The man was dressed in suits and leather shoes, with a tall figure.


    He sat calmly in the inner seat, the mottled light and shadow fell on his straight nose, exuding a luxurious aura. It was so noble that it felt a bit unreal.


    Yu Xiheng glanced at her, and said in a deep and powerful voice: ¡°Get in the car.¡±


    Si Fuqing turned her head, and two seconds later, she ran over cheerfully and quickly and put the tools she bought into the trunk of the car: ¡°Boss, you are so kind.¡±


    You were a bastard if you were not taking advantage of it1.


    1People who have taken advantage of others and are lucky to have not suffered any losses will use the phrase ¡°you are a bastard if you¡¯re not taking advantage of it¡± to encourage and comfort themselves next time they encounter advantages.


    The fat sheep2 were all delivered to her door, and it would be a sin for her not to pick them up.


    2fat sheep: attractive and easy mark, source of steady profit, moneymaker, cash cow


    The back seat was spacious. Si Fuqing was sitting on the other side, half a meter away from Yu Xiheng, yet she could feel his strong presence.


    He had a faint fragrance of moonlight osmanthus on his body, which was refreshing and pleasant to smell, slowly wrapping her up.


    Like himself, low-key and mysterious.


    Yu Xiheng closed his eyes: ¡°Do you have to work tomorrow?¡±

 CH 24

    Chapter 24 ¨C Yu Xiheng: Get in the car (2)


    ¡°Ah? That¡¯s right.¡± Si Fuqing pointed to the advertisement on the billboard in front, ¡°I¡¯m here as a mentor.¡±


    On the billboard was shown the promotion of <Youth>, with Lu Yan occupying the C position, followed by Xie Yu.


    After the photos of a few popular trainees were shown, next was the mentor group.


    Si Fuqing¡¯s killer makeup became a mudslide1 among the four mentors.


    1Mudslide, a popular internet term, refers to a sudden change in the person¡¯s makeup style which is different from ordinary people.


    Feng San¡¯s forehead twitched: ¡°Miss Si, you don¡¯t remove your makeup on the show?¡±


    Others were eager to make themselves into heavenly immortals. Why when it came to Si Fuqing, she made herself more and more ugly?


    ¡°No.¡± Si Fuqing tilted her chin, and said leisurely, ¡°It¡¯s enough to please the boss only. What¡¯s the point of pleasing others? Will they give me money?¡±


    Feng San¡¯s expression changed, he was afraid that what just Si Fuqing said would get her into trouble.


    Unexpectedly, Yu Xiheng only opened his eyes and glanced at her slightly, without saying anything.


    Indeed.


    Whether in the 27 years as Emperor Yin, or now, the beauties he had seen were not as beautiful as Si Fuqing.


    She also had a magic about her that could relax him in two or three sentences.


    Although thousands of years had passed since the war period, he still had tense nerves to this day.


    But her words that day unexpectedly let him have a good sleep.


    The promotional picture was still playing on the billboard screen, and Si Fuqing clicked her tongue: ¡°The standard is so bad now,  you can enter the entertainment circle even with such a poor ability.¡±


    Feng San: ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    Is this you trying to mock yourself?


    Si Fuqing looked at the fans taking pictures in front of the billboard screen, and recalled her past.


    When she was playing in Greene, the actors around her needed to have good acting skills and good looks.


    They were all busy refining their acting skills, where do they have the time to pull-step2 marketing?


    2Pull-step marketing: praising one person one one side and saying bad things about another person at the same time.


    That was an era of speaking with strength.


    Gods and goddesses fought to be at the top.


    How come the entertainment industry in Daxia has regressed instead of advancing in the past three years since she left?


    She had been doing experiments for too long, and it was indeed a long time since she acted or sang. She still missed it a little.


    ¡°Boss.¡± Si Fuqing turned her head suddenly and became enthusiastic, ¡°Shall I sing ¡°Wei Feng Tang Tang¡±3 for you?¡±


    3Wei Feng Tang Tang: a song from Japanese written by Mei Tora. The song is sung by the VOCALOID characters ¡°Hatsune Miku, Kagamine Rin, Kounon Ruka , GUMI, IA ¡°. The song has been translated into many national languages ??and is very popular, and there are many national language versions.


    Feng San, who was driving, was puzzled: ¡°What is a ¡°Wei Feng Tang Tang¡±? A battle song?¡±


    Yu Xiheng raised his eyes, his black pupils deep and serene, his tone indistinguishable from joy and anger, but he added a cold tone: ¡°Just drive.¡±


    ¡°?¡±


    What did he do?


    Feng San was surprised.


    He drove with one hand and carefully typed the words ¡°Wei Feng Tang Tang¡± on his phone with the other hand.


    He accidentally saw a sentence saying ¡°I still want more¡±.


    A bright and amorous song.


    Feng San¡¯s face stiffened: ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    He silently put away his phone and drove seriously.


    **


    After returning to her small apartment, Si Fuqing received a call from the Zuo family again.


    The person who called this time was Zuo Xianyu, she spoke softly: ¡°Fu Qing, just come back, it is really an urgent matter. If it can be resolved well, you can ask for any conditions.¡±


    ¡°Grandpa will be buried soon, and he also doesn¡¯t wish to see you so down.¡±


    Si Fuqing crossed her legs, a lazy smile spreaded on her lips: ¡°Whatever conditions I want?¡±


    The Zuo family could not wait for her to die.


    Last time her wrist was cut, this time her head must be cut off?


    Zuo Xianyu remained gentle and said: ¡°Yes, Fuqing, everyone in the family is waiting for you. If you are free, we can have dinner together tonight.¡±


    After two or three sentences, the call ended quickly. Zuo Tianfeng asked impatiently: ¡°How did it go?¡±


    Zuo Xianyu frowned: ¡°She agreed to come over.¡±


    ¡°Good, Xianyu, it was indeed a success.¡± Zuo Tianfeng was relieved, ¡°Prepare the consent form for the inheritance, and when she comes, have her sign it.¡±


    Author¡¯s Notes:


    Does Si Fuqing also deserve to take things from the Zuo family?


    Feng San: The eternal victim!


    Qingqing: I am favored!


    Yu Xiheng: Hmmm


    Wow, when you look at this book¡¯s male lead, even if the other three person combined can¡¯t compare to him ahahaha

 CH 25

    Chapter 25 ¨C Get rich overnight (1)


    ¡°Dad.¡± Zuo Xianyu wrinkled her brow and asked, ¡°Grandpa never talked to you about Si Fuqing¡¯s family?¡±


    Zuo Tianfeng¡¯s gaze went down: ¡°No, I asked a few times, but your grandfather kept silent. But I really didn¡¯t expect him to be so foolish as to give away all the family properties.¡±


    Zuo Xianyu pursed her lips.


    Old man Zuo was a ruthless person in the business world. Even when dealing with his former friends, he was very heartless. If he said he would annex a company, then the company would be annexed soon. However, he gave the Zuo family¡¯s companies to Si Fuqing.


    There must be some ulterior motives.


    It was 8 o¡¯clock in the evening, and Si Fuqing arrived late.


    She wore makeup this time as usual, with exaggerated eyeshadow.


    Zuo Xianyu frowned slightly, but still greeted her: ¡°Fuqing, you¡¯re here, the road is a bit congested at this hour.¡±


    ¡°The traffic is not congested, it¡¯s just that I don¡¯t have money so I walked over and my legs hurt from walking.¡± Si Fuqing naturally sat down on the sofa. ¡°If you care so much about me, why don¡¯t you massage my legs?¡±


    Zuo Xianyu almost lost her breath.


    But after all, she had received the etiquette of socialite1 since she was a child, and had worked hard in Zuo¡¯s group for three years. She was different from Zuo Qingya who was easily irritated.


    1socialite is a famous beauty or a lady from a famous family. This title originated in ancient times and became popular in the 1930s. It generally refers to those beauties who are born in a famous family, have talent and good looks, and often go to fashionable social occasions. Most of the ladies have contributed to the society and are keen on public welfare undertakings. And modern socialites also include famous and wealthy people in the fashion industry and celebrity world, including rich people or children who have returned to China, or land earned by their own efforts.


    ¡°Housekeeper, bring me the new massage machine.¡± Zuo Xianyu said, ¡°Qingqing is tired, let her rest.¡±


    Si Fuqing leaned on the sofa and let Zuo Xianyu bring the massager to her.


    Mrs. Zuo¡¯s eyes were burned with rage, but she forcibly endured it because of the inheritance issue.


    ¡°I came to see you today because of your grandfather¡¯s will.¡± Zuo Tianfeng¡¯s gaze was dark, but his tone was relatively gentle.¡± The old man gave you 8% of the shares in Yuelan Jewelry and Jingcheng Real Estate, but I think you are well aware that you are not the type to do business.¡±


    ¡°So here¡¯s the deal, I¡¯ll give you 5 million, and you transfer all of these to me. If you need help in the future, I will help you too.¡±


    Si Fuqing glanced at the will on the table. The tails of her eyes rose, evoking radiant and bright eyes: ¡°5 million?¡±


    She didn¡¯t specifically learn about business, but she was aware of how high the market prices of these two companies were.


    Five million, not even one percent.


    ¡°Brother, you are not being kind.¡± On the other side, the second master of the Zuo family said meaningfully, ¡°Are you bullying Xiao Qing2 who doesn¡¯t understand the market? The market price of Yuelan jewelry alone is more than 3 billion.¡±


    2Xiao Qing is a nickname for Si Fuqing, which means little Xiao.


    ¡°Adding 8% of Jingcheng Real Estate¡¯s shares, it¡¯s not justified at 10 billion. Aren¡¯t you an empty glove white wolf3?¡±


    3empty glove white wolf: It is a metaphor for the deceptive methods used by scammers who do not make any investment and cheat everywhere.


    Zuo Tianfeng¡¯s face sank, he said: ¡°Zuo Tianqian!¡±


    ¡°How about this, Xiao Qing, I only want the shares of Jingcheng Real Estate.¡± Zuo Tianqian ignored Zuo Tianfeng, squinted his eyes and smiled, ¡°I¡¯ll give you 300 million, how about it?¡±


    ¡°300 million is more than 5 million.¡± Si Fuqing blinked, looking inexperienced. She unhurriedly said, ¡°I have to think about it carefully.¡±


    Zuo Tianfeng¡¯s complexion turned blue.


    He wanted to use 5 million to make Si Fuqing give up Yuelan jewelry and the shares, but Zuo Tianqian insisted on interfering.


    Is he going to bleed profusely4?


    4Bleed profusely: metaphor for spending a lot of money on something. It can also be interpreted as a big price cut and losing everything.


    Si Fuqing moved her shoulders and smiled lazily: ¡°Since the second uncle gave more money, then-¡°


    ¡°2 billion! I want the shares of Yuelan Jewelry and Jingcheng Real Estate.¡± Zuo Tianfeng interrupted with a malicious expression and gritted his teeth, ¡°Are you satisfied with this price?¡±

 CH 26

    Chapter 26 ¨C Get rich overnight (2)


    As soon as this sentence was uttered, Zuo Tianqian¡¯s gaze also sank a little. He clicked his tongue: ¡°Big brother is still wealthy, he can even get 2 billion funds. I, this little brother, felt ashamed.¡±


    He also had no intention of arguing with Zuo Tianfeng about these inheritance, he just wanted to create an obstacle.


    ¡°2 billion, okay.¡± Si Fuqing raised her eyelids slightly, calmly said, ¡°However, I still have two conditions.¡±


    Zuo Tianfeng gritted his teeth, holding back his anger: ¡°You can say.¡±


    ¡°First, I want to see the old man, and second, I want to attend the old man¡¯s funeral.¡± Si Fuqing leaned her head on her hands, ¡°Otherwise, we have nothing to discuss.¡±


    As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Zuo family looked at her in surprise.


    These two conditions couldn¡¯t be simpler.


    Only these?


    Mrs. Zuo couldn¡¯t bear it any longer, she jumped up and started cursing: ¡°You want to attend the funeral? Do you deserve it? You are not from the Zuo family. If you are sensible, you¡ª¡±


    ¡°Mom.¡± Zuo Xianyu pressed Mrs. Zuo¡¯s hand, preventing her from speaking, ¡°Fu Qing wants to go, let her go.¡±


    Mrs. Zuo was very angry, her eyes were red and full of hatred.


    Si Fuqing not only seduced her son, but also took 2 billion so easily. Really shameless.


    Zuo Tianfeng had a countermeasure in his mind, and replied: ¡°Okay.¡±


    Si Fuqing nodded, picked up the pen, and when she was about to sign her name, he raised her head again and said: ¡°Where¡¯s the money?¡±


    Zuo Tianfeng¡¯s forehead throbbed badly, but he endured it. He only asked someone to prepare an unregistered bank card and bring it over.


    After putting the bank card in her pocket, Si Fuqing signed her name.


    Zuo Tianfeng finally breathed a sigh of relief.


    2 billion for 20 billion, a very good deal.


    ¡°It¡¯s getting late, so why don¡¯t you stay here today? ¡°Zuo Tianfeng felt a lot better. ¡°Let Xianyu take you to see your grandfather tomorrow evening. By the way, Yuelan Jewelry just bought a mine. I¡¯ll give it to you. As a family, don¡¯t refuse.¡±


    He had someone take another acquisition contract and put it on the table.


    Si Fuqing took it and raised her eyebrows: ¡°A mine?¡±


    ¡°A mine.¡± Zuo Tianfeng stared at her closely, ¡°If you¡¯re lucky, this mountain would be worth dozens of billions.¡±


    ¡°Dozens of billions, then I¡¯ll take it.¡± Si Fuqing stood up holding the contract, and smiled calmly, ¡°I hope this is the last time you invite me.¡±


    After she went upstairs, Mrs. Zuo¡¯s face instantly collapsed, and she spoke out in anger: ¡°Zuo Tianfeng, you are crazy! It was originally the Zuo family¡¯s property, why did you give her 2 billion?!¡±


    ¡°How could she take it so easily?¡± Zuo Tianfeng¡¯s gaze deepened. ¡°You can see, after a while she¡¯ll have to give it all to me.¡±


    As the family was talking, the door was pushed open at that moment, and a figure walked in unsteadily: ¡°Dad, Mom, Xianyu.¡±


    Zuo Tianfeng smelled a strong smell of alcohol, couldn¡¯t help but frown: ¡°Where have you been drinking again?¡±


    ¡°I met the young master1 from Sijiucheng and drank two cups.¡± Zuo Zonghe said, ¡°I just heard you say Si Fuqing, is she here today?¡±


    1Young master: son of the aristocratic family


    Mrs. Zuo¡¯s expression changed: ¡°Zonghe!¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s just for fun, Mom, you¡¯re taking it too seriously.¡± Zuo Zonghe knew what Mrs. Zuo was thinking, and smiled, ¡°Is there anything about her that deserves my attention?¡±


    When old master Zuo was still around, he could still get close to old master Zuo by winning Si Fuqing¡¯s favor.


    But now?


    Worthless.


    ¡°Mom, do you have the room key?¡± Zuo Zonghe raised his chin. ¡°This person is about to get out of Zuo¡¯s house, let me have fun too?¡±


    When Mrs. Zuo saw that he really didn¡¯t care, she handed over the spare key: ¡°Keep it.¡±


    ¡°I know, I know.¡± Zuo Zonghe waved his hand indifferently, ¡°I won¡¯t play to my own demise.¡±


    Mrs. Zuo couldn¡¯t persuade him and went back to her bedroom after just a few words.


    At two o¡¯clock in the middle of the night, Zuo Zonghe staggered upstairs, walked to Si Fuqing¡¯s door, took out the spare key and turned the lock.

 CH 27

    Chapter 27 ¨C Scum abuser (1)


    At this time, everyone in the Zuo family¡¯s villa was fast asleep.


    Zuo Zonghe also waited until this time specifically before starting to act.


    His movements were very light, but Si Fuqing could hear them clearly.


    She had been walking on the tip of the knife for so many years, and even the slightest movement would not escape her ears.


    Si Fuqing knew very well that if she put down her guard, she would put her life in the hands of the enemy.


    This was the creed she exchanged with her blood.


    On the bed, the girl was curled up under the quilt, seemingly asleep and unguarded.


    When Si Fuqing was sleeping, she didn¡¯t wear makeup on her face, a pure plain face.


    Her eyelashes were thick and long, her skin was fair, and her lips were not even dyed, which reminded people of the beauties with rouge in ancient paintings.


    Alcohol made Zuo Zonghe¡¯s brain heat up, and his throat dried and he quickly stepped forward, stretching out his hand.


    But Si Fuqing¡¯s move was faster.


    She opened her eyes suddenly, twisted Zuo Zonghe¡¯s wrist with her backhand, and stabbed the shards of the beer bottle into his wrist.


    When Zuo Zonghe¡¯s screams were about to shatter the entire villa, Si Fuqing¡¯s fingers moved like lightning, directly grabbing his throat.


    She smiled coldly: ¡°Shh, be quiet.¡±


    Zuo Zonghe¡¯s voice was all stuck in his throat, his eyes widened at once, and his brain froze instantly.


    He couldn¡¯t understand what was happening in front of him, and his whole body was extremely stiff.


    In Zuo Zonghe¡¯s impression, Si Fuqing was a bastard whose parents were unknown, and she could be impressive only when old man Zuo was still around.


    Once old man Zuo left, Si Fuqing could only let him have her.


    If it wasn¡¯t for the fact that she would rather cut her wrists than marry him that day, he wouldn¡¯t have to enter her room so badly.


    But now?


    Zuo Zonghe¡¯s ears were buzzing, and his limbs were numb.


    ¡°As for me, I prefer to return the favor, so this time it¡¯ll be like this.¡± Si Fuqing made a gesture and chuckled very softly, ¡°Next time, it¡¯ll be here.¡±


    Zuo Zonghe only felt chills in his lower body. He wanted to speak, but she choked his throat and he couldn¡¯t utter a single sound.


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry.¡± Si Fuqing saw his fear and kindly comforted him. ¡°I have calculated the amount of your bleeding, and I guarantee that your life will not be in danger within 24 hours, but after that¡­¡­¡±


    She smiled and spoke softly: ¡°I can¡¯t guarantee it anymore.¡±


    This sentence made Zuo Zonghe finally unable to bear it and completely passed out.


    Si Fuqing then jumped out of bed and casually kicked him out of the room, while also throwing out the shards of the wine bottle.


    She closed the door and laid back on the bed, sleeping soundly in the second half of the night.


    Until the morning when Mrs. Zuo let out a scream that startled everyone in the villa.


    Mrs. Zuo always got up for morning exercises at 6:30.


    She remembered that Zuo Zonghe was obviously going to attack Si Fuqing yesterday, so she thought of going over there, in case Si Fuqing wanted to mess with the Zuo family again.


    But Mrs. Zuo did not expect that what she saw was blood flowing on the ground, and the unconscious Zuo Zonghe.


    ¡°Zonghe!¡± Mrs. Zuo was shocked and immediately panicked, ¡°Zonghe, wake up! Don¡¯t scare mom, Zonghe! Tianfeng, Tianfeng!¡±


    ¡°What are you shouting in the morning?¡± Zuo Tianfeng, who was woken up, went downstairs irritatedly and very impatient.


    ¡°Tianfeng, come here quickly!¡± Mrs. Zuo cried out, ¡°Zonghe is going to die!¡±


    Zuo Tianfeng walked over and when he saw the scene in front of him, he was also stunned: ¡°This, what¡¯s going on here?¡±


    ¡°Quick, call the doctor!¡± Zuo Xianyu was the first to come back to her senses and immediately asked the housekeeper to bring over the family doctor.

 CH 28

    Chapter 28 ¨C Scum abuser (2)


    The family doctor hurriedly began to bandage the wound, gave another injection, and then Zuo Zonghe slowly woke up.


    His mind was still confused, but the fear was still there: ¡°Mom¡­Mom! Si Fuqing is going to kill me, she is going to kill me!¡±


    Zuo Tianfeng was taken aback for a moment, and became even more angry: ¡°What nonsense are you talking about?¡±


    If Si Fuqing had the guts, he would write his name upside down1.


    1write name upside down: something unbelievable; do not believe something will happen.


    ¡°Si Fuqing!¡± Mrs. Zuo didn¡¯t care, and began to knock on the door, ¡°Get out! Look at what you¡¯ve done! Si Fuqing, you scumbag!¡±


    After a few taps, the door opened with a ¡°squeak¡± sound.


    Si Fuqing draped in her coat and walked out unhurriedly, with water droplets still hanging on her eyelashes, foggy and hazy.


    She yawned and raised her eyebrows: ¡°Why is the young master Zuo injured and still not going to the hospital?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s you!¡± Zuo Zonghe gritted his teeth, his body couldn¡¯t help but tremble again, ¡°You¡¯re the one who cut my hand!¡±


    ¡°Master Zuo alone can go against two of me, how can I cut your hand?¡± Si Fuqing leaned against the door frame, ¡°And I went to bed at 10 o¡¯clock yesterday, so I never saw you.¡±


    Zuo Zonghe was so angry that his teeth itched and almost spitted out blood: ¡°It¡¯s you, you used a beer bottle, otherwise how did I get this injury?¡±


    ¡°Oh.¡± Si Fuqing was not in a rush,¡± Yes, I drank the wine and left the bottle at the door. You are such an adult, how can you walk without looking at the road?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s okay if you kick my bottle to pieces, but it¡¯s not okay if you hurt yourself.¡±


    Zuo Xianyu frowned.


    After drinking, Zuo Zonghe became very drunk, and it was dark at night. This kind of thing does have the probability of happening.


    But it was impossible for Si Fuqing to attack Zuo Zonghe.


    ¡°Grandpa is already gone, how dare I go against the Zuo family?¡± Si Fuqing sighed. ¡°Isn¡¯t it?¡±


    She put her hands in her pockets and stood obediently.


    From this angle, only Zuo Zonghe could see the cold light in her pupils, as sharp as a knife, almost slitting his throat.


    ¡°You, you¡­ ¡± Zuo Zonghe couldn¡¯t breathe properly, he oppressed his nerves for a long time. His eyes darkened and he fainted again.


    Mrs. Zuo was so angry that she cried out: ¡°Si Fuqing, you are a jinx!¡±


    As soon as Si Fuqing returned, she injured her son.


    ¡°Alright. ¡°Zuo Tianfeng obviously didn¡¯t believe Zuo Zonghe¡¯s words.  ¡°Xianyu, you stay at home while your mother and I take your elder brother to the hospital.¡±


    He didn¡¯t believe that Si Fuqing did it.


    He knew this son best, he was bright on the outside and idiot on the inside, but he had been in the military academy for a while, and his skills were not bad.


    Si Fuqing suffered such a serious wrist injury a few days ago, could she knock down a big man?


    Zuo Tianfeng sneered.


    He was afraid that Zuo Zonghe felt ashamed that he hurt himself, so he didn¡¯t dare to tell the truth.


    Mrs. Zuo gave her a bitter look, and reluctantly left with Zuo Tianfeng and Zuo Zonghe.


    Si Fuqing¡¯s lips curled up, her brows and eyes were lazy, and she smiled.


    The villa quieted down and the servants went back to work.


    ¡°Fuqing, are you going to work?¡± Zuo Xianyu took the initiative to ask, ¡°I¡¯ll take you.¡±


    ¡°No need.¡± Si Fuqing had already gone downstairs, ¡°I don¡¯t want to have anything to do with you.¡±


    Zuo Xianyu frowned again.


    She already broke her connection with the Zuo family. How could Si Fuqing continue to live in Lincheng?


    But of course she wouldn¡¯t stop.


    Zuo Xianyu walked to the balcony and looked down at Si Fuqing who was leaving.


    And ahead, a white car stopped at the corner of the street.


    Si Fuqing also stopped.


    A few seconds later, the back door opened.

 CH 29

    Chapter 29 ¨C Si Fuqing¡¯s benefactor (1)


    Zuo Xianyu was taken aback.


    She saw that Si Fuqing said something to the people inside, then bent down and got into the car.


    The white car sped away.


    Zuo Xianyu was thinking.


    She knew that Si Fuqing was in the entertainment industry and signed with Tianle Media, an entertainment company.


    Zuo Xianyu had not been involved in this field much, but she also knew that the entertainment industry was a very messy place, and it was not uncommon to sleep with their superior for status and resources.


    She worked as the deputy director of Zuo¡¯s Group, and saw many things at the drinking party.


    If with the professional ability of Si Fuqing she could be a dance mentor for the popular talent show <Youth>, there must be some shady deals.


    But who was Si Fuqing¡¯s benefactor, Zuo Xianyu didn¡¯t bother to find out.


    It¡¯s just that the car she saw just now looks very clean, but it was not a luxury car.


    Probably a self-installed car, which was not worth a few dollars.


    Zuo Xianyu was a little disappointed.


    After all, Si Fuqing had been in the Zuo family for so long, but she was willing to degenerate herself. She indeed didn¡¯t deserve the teachings of the old man Zuo.


    But what did this have to do with her?


    Zuo Xianyu withdrew her gaze and walked away.


    **


    Inside the car.


    Si Fuqing sat on the left, clasping her hands and saying: ¡°Boss, thank you for picking me up by a car because I¡¯m too poor to even afford a bus. But as we agreed before, you can¡¯t deduct my salary.¡±


    The corner of Feng San¡¯s mouth twitched.


    He was indeed worried that Si Fuqing had unruly intentions towards Yu Xiheng before, so he had to be on guard no matter what.


    But after these few short interactions , he was sure that Si Fuqing¡¯s true love was only money.


    Hearing this, Yu Xiheng eyebrows moved slightly, he put down the book in his hands, propped his head to look at her, and said slowly: ¡°Didn¡¯t you just take a few million from the Zuo family?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s not what I earned.¡± Si Fuqing was not surprised why he knew. She held her chin and said, ¡°only with the money I earn, can I feel at ease when I use it.¡±


    Yu Xiheng didn¡¯t respond to this sentence.


    Feng San coughed twice: ¡°Miss Si, Ninth Brother and I just saw that the Zuo family seemed to be in a hurry, what happened?¡±


    ¡°Oh, you want to talk about this.¡± Si Fuqing didn¡¯t care much. ¡°It¡¯s just that Zuo Zonghe¡¯s right hand was cut.¡±


    A ¡°just¡± sounded like a thousand turns1 to Feng San¡¯s ears, and he was a little terrified.


    1Thousand turns means there is no need for more words.


    Everyone in Lincheng knew how deep the conflict between the Zuo family and Si Fuqing was.


    It was indeed because they were worried about Si Fuqing, that they came here.


    Now it seemed like a waste of time.


    ¡°Boss, you are such a good person. Not only you pay the five social insurances and one housing fund2 for the employees, but also guarantee the safety of the employees.¡± Si Fuqing blinked her fox eyes, and clasped her hands together again, ¡°I really love you.¡±


    2Five social insurances and one housing fund refer to the collective name of several kinds of security benefits given to workers by employers, including basic endowment insurance , basic medical insurance , unemployment insurance, work-related injury insurance , maternity insurance , and housing provident fund .


    Feng San couldn¡¯t listen to it anymore and drove with no expression on his face.


    Yu Xiheng cherished words like gold3: ¡°What time will you arrive?¡±


    3Cherish words like gold: to save words extremely (only say necessary things).


    ¡°Just arrive at 8:30.¡± Si Fuqing rubbed her stomach and bluntly asked, ¡°I¡¯m hungry, can I have breakfast first?¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    **


    A few minutes later, the car stopped in front of a steamed stuffed bun porridge shop.


    steamed stuffed bun porridge


    It was far from the city and there was no one in the store.


    Feng San watched helplessly as Si Fuqing ordered three steamed stuffed buns and a bowl of black rice porridge for herself.

 CH 30

    Chapter 30 ¨C Si Fuqing¡¯s benefactor (2)


    Yu Xiheng was still calm, he took out a paper towel and wiped the table and benches, and said: ¡°A basket of vegetarian buns.¡±


    Feng San quickly told the merchant and also ordered two baskets of meat buns for himself.


    Soon, several baskets of steamed stuffed buns were served.


    ¡°Hey, I didn¡¯t see that you are a down-to-earth person, boss.¡± Si Fuqing took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun. ¡°I thought you wouldn¡¯t know how to eat at the roadside stall.¡±


    To be able to afford a bodyguard with a daily salary of 100,000, he must be from a wealthy family background.


    The young master and young lady of an aristocratic family were very particular about what they ate.


    Yu Xiheng paused and said softly: ¡°This is nothing.¡±


    Although it had been 1,500 years long, he often thought back to the battles of those years.


    The loyal ones were buried in Qingshan, they were fighting bravely and died on the battlefield.


    If life could end at any time, how could you care about what to eat?


    ¡°That¡¯s right.¡± Si Fuqing took another sip of the porridge, and said indifferently, ¡°Compared to the soldiers stationed on the border area in ancient times, this food is already very good.¡±


    But she had always been not very picky about food.


    She used to spend a month in the laboratory, drinking only nutritional supplements to replenish her energy.


    She was unlike her prodigal second senior brother and third senior sister that were called the Prodigal Combination. Even the accountant who was in charge of her reimbursement hugged her leg and cried several times for her stinginess.


    Yu Xiheng raised his head and his gaze fell on the girl.


    At that moment, his light brown eyes seemed to have darkened, as if the rain was falling wildly, with a strong sense of oppression in his eyes.


    Si Fuqing picked up another bun and noticed his gaze: ¡°Boss?¡±


    He was not trying to deduct her money, was he?


    ¡°Eat well.¡± Yu Xiheng looked away, his tone was not high, but it was powerful. ¡°Don¡¯t talk when you eat, don¡¯t talk when you sleep.¡±


    Feng San was startled, and reflexively covered his mouth with a steamed bun, expressing that he would never say a word.


    Si Fuqing let out a leisurely sigh and continued to enjoy the breakfast.


    After eating, she took out her makeup bag and drew herself a new killer makeup, and got into the car satisfiedly under Feng San¡¯s blank gaze.


    **


    08:20, <Youth> training camp base, backstage area.


    The director and producer were checking the latest voting rankings.


    ¡°This Xie Yu is so good.¡± The director sighed, ¡°This trainee is valiant.¡±


    The producer slowly exhaled smoke from a cigarette: ¡°But still, he¡¯s suppressed by votes.¡±


    The director looked at the real number of votes backstage, and he couldn¡¯t help being terrified.


    He was voted down, but he still ranks second?


    ¡°By the way, Si Fuqing only took three days off, and she must be present for the second evaluation today. ¡± The producer asked. ¡°What did Tianle Media say?¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s still going according to the previous plan.¡± The director said. ¡°All the black spots1 in the program will be created by Si Fuqing, and even if there are no black spots, they will be edited to increase the popularity of the program.¡±


    1Black spots: A metaphor for fault.


    Only when there were black spots and tears2, the popularity of the show could be raised.


    2Tears : a hot word on the Internet, originally meant the struggle between people. It can also be used to describe the phenomenon that the two sides attack each other to expose shortcomings and scold each other.


    Unlike the fans, they knew that Si Fuqing was actually a victim of the program <Youth>.


    After all, Si Fuqing¡¯s resume was the worst among the four mentors.


    Not only did she not have any significant awards, she had debuted for two years, but she couldn¡¯t sing, dance, or rap.


    Every time the Starry Sky Girls group performed on stage, she dryly served as a backdrop.


    Such a person was going to be the dance mentor for the boy group audition? And she was also commenting on students?


    It was laughable.


    If she didn¡¯t become a victim of the program, what else could she be?


    Author¡¯s Notes:


    Si Fuqing: There is no girl that is more straightforward than me


    This is not a conventional entertainment circle, it should be an anti-entertainment circle~

 CH 31

    Chapter 31 ¨C Who do you think you are? (1)


    ¡°Okay, let¡¯s continue with this.¡± The producer lit a cigarette. ¡°Time is almost up, prepare to record.¡±


    Ten minutes later, at the evaluation room.


    In the lounge, another dance mentor, Lin Qingyan, glanced at the vacant seat beside her: ¡°Ms. Si in a person won¡¯t be like the gossip on the Internet, right¡­ Is she coming today?¡±


    ¡°It doesn¡¯t make any difference whether she comes or not.¡± Said Li Jingchen, the singing mentor, with a cold expression. ¡°What can she do when she comes?¡±


    Lin Qingyan said, ¡°Teacher Li, she is still young and not familiar with the rules of the entertainment industry, we need to be more understanding.¡±


    ¡°Teacher Lin, you don¡¯t need to be understanding of her,¡± Li Jingchen frowned impatiently. ¡°If she doesn¡¯t have that emotional intelligence, don¡¯t work in the entertainment industry.¡±


    Except for Si Fuqing, the other four mentors were all over 25 years old and could be considered seniors in the industry.


    Li Jingchen turned 32 years old this year and was very displeased with the current situation of the entertainment industry.


    Not only did the artist¡¯s ability getting worse and worse, but the industry had also learned the pull-step marketing1. Seeing that Si Fuqing didn¡¯t even follow the basic duties of a mentor, he naturally didn¡¯t have any good impressions of her.


    1Pull-step marketing: praising one person one one side and saying bad things about another person at the same time.


    ¡°I saw online that the Zuo family is going to kick her out.¡± Lin Qingyan furrowed her eyebrows and was quite worried.¡± If she leaves the Zuo family, then¡ª¡±


    The latter words were interrupted by the sound of the door being pushed open.


    The girl wore an apricot-white beige striped shirt with a baroque-style leather jacket over it. Her legs were slender and straight.


    There was heavy makeup on her face, which was very exaggerated.


    Seeing her coming in, Lin Qingyan paused.


    Si Fuqing walked slowly to the empty seat and sat down, ignoring any gazes.


    She pulled over the evaluation sheet and hooked a pen with her slender fingers to play with it.


    She had indeed never been in the entertainment circle of Daxia Empire, so she thinks she can try this out.


    Lin Qingyan withdrew her smile and hesitated for two seconds: ¡°Teacher Si?¡±


    Si Fuqing leaned her chin on her hands, raised her eyes slightly, and smiled: ¡°What¡¯s the matter?¡±


    When she smiled, her fox eyes curved, evoked a little smile, as if there was a light floating, and the ice and snow melted instantly.


    Obviously her original face could not be seen at all. But as she sat there, with just a slight tilt of her head, she could easily grab everyone¡¯s attention.


    Naturally attractive like a king.


    ¡°It¡¯s not a big deal.¡± Lin Qingyan paused and smiled again. ¡°Soon it will be the second evaluation. If Teacher Si can¡¯t do it, I suggest you withdraw from the program.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s better than being humiliated and ridiculed by the whole Internet. Right, Teacher Si?¡±


    Lin Qingyan knew exactly how bad Si Fuqing¡¯s professional capability was.


    Having worked so long in the entertainment industry, she knew clearly the rules and regulations of the entertainment industry.


    Although she was only a mentor on the show, she also had competitors.


    <Youth> invited a total of four mentors to teach vocal music, singing and dancing respectively, but two mentors came to teach dancing.


    Before the recording of the program, Lin Qingyan was worried that she would be Si Fuqing¡¯s stepping stone2.


    2Stepping stone: A metaphor for a person or thing that is used by others to climb up.


    Now she was completely relieved.


    In the entertainment industry, whether Si Fuqing was capable or not, attractive or not, she obviously couldn¡¯t get along with her.


    When the show was over, Si Fuqing would be useless.


    Si Fuqing glanced at the evaluation sheet that had already been marked. With an indifferent look, she said lazily: ¡°Then I¡¯ll reluctantly comment on it.¡±

 CH 32

    Chapter 32 ¨C Who do you think you are? (2)


    She specifically learned that <Youth> was a reality show competition and training talent show. The 101 trainees selected nationwide would spend 3 months at the training camp, and only 9 of them would be able to make their debut.


    The competition was very fierce.


    Although the second evaluation would not eliminate anyone, the rating would affect the next footage and fan votes.


    The trainees were very hardworking.


    Li Jingchen immediately laughed out of anger, and lost his pretentious courtesy for Si Fuqing, he said coldly: ¡°What comment can you add? Reluctantly? Even the level of these trainees is above yours!¡±


    ¡°A dance instructor who doesn¡¯t even know how to dance!¡±


    He really didn¡¯t know how Si Fuqing entered the entertainment industry.


    ¡°Teacher Li.¡± The vocal mentor couldn¡¯t listen to it any longer, and shook his head, indicating that the evaluation was about to begin.


    Li Jingchen didn¡¯t look at Si Fuqing again and looked at the stage with no expression.


    At 8:30, the first trainee came in.


    He walked onto the stage and bowed before introducing himself: ¡°Hello teachers, I am Mu Ye, a trainee from Tianle Media, and I am good at Vocal (singing).¡±


    Hearing this name, Si Fuqing raised her eyes slightly.


    After the injury on her wrist healed, she wanted to loosen her muscles.


    After the introduction, Mu Ye started performing the theme song of <Youth>, ¡°I¡¯m the king¡±.


    The climax part of this song requires a high range and strong technique skills, making it easy to distinguish the trainees¡¯ grades.


    It was the first time Si Fuqing heard this song.


    Her ears twitched, and she quickly recognized every pitch of voice and vocal range of each sound.


    While glancing at Mu Ye¡¯s dance movement again, she felt like closing her eyes and ears.


    Indeed, a pile of crooked melons and cracked dates1.


    1A pile of crooked melon and cracked dates: It means an ugly person or thing.


    If class A¡¯s capability was like this, she thought that Class F could be disbanded immediately.


    This was the current entertainment industry?


    After the performance, Mu Ye stood in the center of the stage. He was not nervous, but very confident: ¡°Thank you, teachers.¡±


    Lin Qingyan smiled and said: ¡°Teacher Si, although he is your junior from the same company, you can¡¯t release the water2.¡±


    2Can¡¯t release the water: lower the standard and let another person pass the test easily.


    Not only the mentors, but the trainees also could see that Si Fuqing was not favored by Tianle Media. She was suppressed everywhere.


    Even Mu Ye and Lu Yan, who had not made their debut, could step on her.


    When Lin Qingyan thought that she still considered Si Fuqing as her rival at the very beginning, she felt that this idea was very ridiculous.


    Si Fuqing tilted her chin, looked at Mu Ye, and smiled: ¡°Which class do you think you should be in?¡±


    Mu Ye glanced at her with a hint of disdain, but his face was still upright: ¡°I think I can stay in Class A.¡±


    ¡°Congratulations, then.¡± Si Fuqing lightly tapped the grade sheet, her voice paused. ¡°F.¡±


    If it weren¡¯t for the fact that F is the lowest rank, she could have sent this junior straight out of the solar system.


    Mu Ye¡¯s face turned blue instantly.


    Everyone knew that among the five classes of ABCDF, class F was the worst class.


    After the second evaluation, class F would not even have the opportunity to perform the theme song on stage, which greatly reduces the post-production footage.


    A lack of footage would further directly affect his popularity, perhaps even dropping out of the top nine.


    Mu Ye¡¯s expression turned cold in an instant.


    If it was Lin Qingyan or a vocal mentor who gave him an F, he would be convinced.


    Only Si Fuqing was not qualified.


    The most important thing was that the rating is evaluated together by the mentors. How could Si Fuqing alone make the decision?


    ¡°Si Fuqing, you can¡¯t sing or dance.¡± Mu Ye sneered, ¡°You can¡¯t even finish the theme song yourself, and you are not even a professional vocal mentor. So who do you think you are to give me an F?¡±


    Author¡¯s Notes:


    There¡¯s always someone ruining their own reputation through the help of the Goddess Si ahaha


    Good Weekend~

 CH 33

    Chapter 33 ¨C Si Fuqing: Do you have an objection? (1)


    Calling Si Fuqing a mentor, did she really regard herself as a mentor?


    Everyone in Tianle Media knew that Si Fuqing was just a victim of the program <Youth>.


    As long as the popularity of the program increased, it didn¡¯t matter what kind of criticism Si Fuqing gets.


    Lin Qingyan didn¡¯t expect that Si Fuqing would directly choose to have a conflict with Mu Ye. She paused and said: ¡°Mu Ye, Teacher Si¡¯s words may be a bit harsh. Don¡¯t mind her too much.¡±


    ¡°Teacher Lin.¡± Mu Ye respected Lin Qingyan, but still looked down on Si Fuqing. ¡°Frankly speaking, I just want to ask Teacher Si, what is her standard to give me an F.¡±


    Lin Qingyan didn¡¯t say anything more.


    Since Si Fuqing took the initiative to make a fool of herself, she would not stop her.


    The director and producer were also willing to see these kinds of explosive points.


    Once the second episode was completed and broadcasted online, the popularity of the program would continue to rise.


    This was thanks to Si Fuqing¡¯s ignorance.


    ¡°You, there are four notes that have been lowered by two ranges, five notes that have been lowered by one range, and the third note in the climax section was not executed properly.¡± Si Fuqing slapped a piece of paper full of ranges on the table, Smiling, ¡°You said that you are in charge of vocals (lead singer), you know that breath is the most important thing in singing, right? And you still sing like this? Why do you think you can sing?¡±


    ¡°I, as a mentor, give you an F. You, have a problem with that?¡±


    She sat there, her eyes¡¯ tail raised, creating a ripple of spring breeze.


    There was definitely no aggressivity, but it made people feel oppressed.


    ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    There was a moment of silence in the evaluation room.


    Even Li Jingchen was slightly stunned.


    Everyone knew exactly how much Si Fuqing weigh1.


    1Weigh describes the value, role and influence of a person. To know how much you weigh is to know your own status & ability.


    Li Jingchen didn¡¯t expect her to give any constructive feedback at all, he just hoped that she wouldn¡¯t make any fuss.


    Who knew that she could hear the range of each tone directly and remember it so accurately.


    If you hadn¡¯t studied vocal music specifically, your ears wouldn¡¯t be so sensitive.


    The one who didn¡¯t expect it the most was Mu Ye, who was stiff all over.


    Under the gaze of Si Fuqing, a layer of cold sweat welled up on his back, and his legs felt a little weak: ¡°¡­¡­No, no.¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s good if you don¡¯t have one.¡± Si Fuqing lowered her head. ¡°I won¡¯t go into details about your dance, you should know yourself.¡±


    Mu Ye¡¯s complexion changed again, and he clenched his fists to restrain his emotions.


    The vocal mentor also just came back to his senses, his expression was still a little dazed: ¡°Teacher Si is right, he did sing those few notes low, and the mistake on the climax is quite obvious.¡±


    ¡°I also think that if any members of class A sing the theme song like this, they should be in class F.¡±


    Li Jingchen said coldly: ¡°F.¡±


    There were only 9 people in class A, so it naturally had a harsh requirement.


    All three teachers gave F, and Mu Ye¡¯s complexion gradually turned pale.


    Next was his first public performance. He went to Class F and didn¡¯t even have the opportunity to perform the theme song. What should he do?


    Lin Qingyan was still in a daze until the vocal mentor called her: ¡°Teacher Lin? Teacher Lin, it¡¯s your turn.¡±


    She trembled suddenly, realizing that she had lost her composure. She smiled apologetically: ¡°I¡¯m sorry, I¡¯m not really feeling well, I will also give an F.¡±


    After all the votes were given, Mu Ye¡¯s final rating was an F without exception.


    Mu Ye¡¯s brain ¡°buzzed¡± for a little, all the blood on his face disappeared, and fear gradually surfaced.


    It was over. He was in Class F, and there was a 90% chance that he wouldn¡¯t make his debut.


    How could this happen?

 CH 34

    Chapter 34 ¨C Si Fuqing: Do you have an objection? (2)


    Mu Ye did not know how he left the evaluation room. He was in daze and had lost his previous arrogance.


    The next evaluation was not much better. The trainees either danced and forgot their movements, or they simply forgot their lyrics.


    Si Fuqing looked drowsy and did not make any further comments.


    Until a slender and tall figure came to the stage.


    The young man was wearing the purple uniform of Class A, his skin was extremely fair, and he also had a pair of attractive fox eyes.


    Eyebrows were sharp, with distinct facial features.


    His voice was casual and his introduction was simple: ¡°Xie Yu, rookie trainee.¡±


    Xie Yu was a rookie trainee, and he didn¡¯t even have a manager, let alone backstage supporters.


    However, his capability was too good. In the first popularity vote, although he was suppressed, he still ranked second.


    Si Fuqing was still in low spirits.


    The sound of the music came, the prelude passed, and a male¡¯s voice rang: ¡°The dreams of this world, all for me¡­¡­¡±


    The voice was clear and the breath was adequate.


    Si Fuqing opened her eyes and straightened up.


    On stage, the young man knelt down, staggered in the air, and turned over¡­¡­ For him, these highly difficult movements were easy and effortless.


    ¡°Boom, boom.¡±


    Every step he took was in perfect harmony with the drumbeat.


    Coupled with his voice, and smooth curves line of muscles.


    It was a feast for the eyes and ears.


    Si Fuqing tilted her cheeks.


    Well, this one was okay.


    ¡°Boom!¡±


    The last drum beat fell along with the music, and Xie Yu¡¯s dance steps also stopped.


    He raised his head and bowed slightly, still in a casual manner: ¡°Thank you.¡±


    ¡°Your dancing is good, your singing is also pretty good.¡± Si Fuqing smiled lazily. ¡°I gave an A, but you still need to continue working hard.¡±


    The vocal mentor agreed: ¡°Xie Yu¡¯s timbre is really good, and I will also give an A.¡±


    Xie Yu raised his eyebrows and stared at Si Fuqing with his sharp, pitch black eyes for a few seconds before speaking.


    His casual tone was like from a dissolute handsome troublemaker: ¡°Thank you, Teacher Si. Teacher Si is really kind.¡±


    ¡°Flirting with your tutor is forbidden.¡± Si Fuqing was unmoved, just waved her hand, ¡°Continue.¡±


    Xie Yu shrugged and walked out with his hands in his pocket.


    The next trainee soon came in and another round of performances began.


    Lin Qingyan held her breath and was completely unable to intervene.


    She squeezed the mineral water bottle, a shadow reflected under her eyelashes.


    **


    The morning¡¯s evaluation soon ended, and the trainees went in groups of twos and threes to the cafeteria to line up for their meals.


    It was undeniable that Xie Yu was the most outstanding one.


    He had a tall posture, long legs, and a domineering aura all over him. He was extremely proud.


    It didn¡¯t look like he was here to work in the entertainment industry, but rather like some young master who came out to play.


    ¡°Brother Xie, Si Fuqing is really strange today.¡± A young man followed behind Xie Yu and lowered his voice, ¡°Do you think she is suddenly enlightened or something? She even knows the range of vocals?¡±


    What happened in the morning had already spreaded in the training camp.


    Mu Ye was usually very arrogant in the training camp, he was also backed by Tianle Media, and he had a good relationship with Lu Yan, the number one C candidate.


    They had to avoid messing with him.


    Today, Si Fuqing mercilessly criticized Mu Ye as useless, and he only felt resentment.


    Xie Yu looked up: ¡°What?¡±


    ¡°I just think she¡¯s quite strange.¡± The young man was puzzled.¡± If she had this ability, why didn¡¯t she show it before?¡±


    Xie Yu looked at the phone and didn¡¯t respond to this sentence.


    ¡°Speaking of which¡ª¡± the young man suddenly spoke again, ¡°Brother Xie, do you think that Si Fuqing looks a bit like you?¡±

 CH 35

    Chapter 35 ¨C A Male Hero (1)


    Hearing these words, Xie Yu then looked up.


    His eyelids lifted and he looked like he was smiling: ¡°What did you say?¡±


    ¡°No, no, no, I definitely didn¡¯t mean to call you ugly, I just feel a little similar, you know, your temperament? And your eyes and your expressions. Ah, I don¡¯t know how to describe it.¡± The young man scratched his head. ¡°But you said she wears such heavy makeup every day, won¡¯t it cause damage to the skin? Brother Xie, don¡¯t you wonder what she looks like without makeup?¡±


    Xie Yu looked calm and glanced to the right.


    Si Fuqing sat at the table by the window, still wearing his killer makeup, but her pair of fox eyes were clear and bright.


    She was eating while reading a book.


    Xie Yu had excellent eyesight and saw the name of the book in her hand ¡ª [The Biography of Emperor Yin].


    In Daxia, anyone who had studied history will know this young emperor.


    It could be said that the prosperity of the Daxia Empire today was inseparable from the glorious achievements of Emperor Yin in blocking foreign tribes and pacifying the world.


    Even though he had been dead for more than a dozen centuries, he was still the object of admiration of many people.


    And because he died too early and left behind too many regrets, he became an untouchable male hero and cinnabar mole1. Emperor Yin also had many historical fans.


    1Cinnabar mole: a buzzword on the Internet, refers to those who cannot be obtained but cannot be forgotten.


    As a result, the entertainment industry had always been afraid to touch movies and TV dramas related to Emperor Yin, and if there was any mistake, they would be scolded severely.


    Xie Yu was quite surprised that Si Fuqing would read in the cafeteria.


    He didn¡¯t deliberately get to know Si Fuqing, but he often heard other trainees ridicule that Si Fuqing didn¡¯t even graduate from junior high school and truly a nine-year education slipped through the net2.


    2nine-year education slipped through the net: someone who has not finished elementary school and junior high school.


    But these days, the entertainment industry is full of materialism and superficiality, so there was no need for a diploma.


    Si Fuqing read seriously, not caring about the frequent gazes around her.


    She flipped over to the next page, picked up a chicken leg with her right hand and bit it down.


    Seeing this scene, the young man was distressed: ¡°Brother Xie, she is a female celebrity, but she dares to eat chicken legs and drink Coke.¡±


    Celebrities needed to maintain their figure the most, and they needed to strictly control how much they eat. But there were already several leftover chicken bones in Si Fuqing¡¯s lunch box.


    At this moment, Si Fuqing suddenly turned around and raised her eyebrows while holding his chin. ¡°Little brother, are you jealous that I have a lean body and can¡¯t get fat?¡±


    She leaned there, smiling lazily, her fox eyes curved, and the pupils seemed to have fallen stars in it.


    Her body line was gorgeous, with a touch of unrestrained elegance.


    The young man was really angry, his face flushed red: ¡°You obviously¡­¡±


    He was older than her!


    What ¡®little brother¡¯?


    Xie Yu glanced at Si Fuqing, and seemed to be curious, but he only said two words leisurely: ¡°Let¡¯s go.¡±


    ¡°Brother Xie, she definitely did it intentionally. ¡°The young man¡¯s face was still red, and he muttered, ¡°Bullying me because she¡¯s the mentor.¡±


    He didn¡¯t even think that Si Fuqing could still hear him even though it was more than ten meters away.


    **


    After the second evaluation is over, it¡¯s time to divide the trainees into groups.


    Each trainee will choose a mentor that suits them and sign up, and then, the mentor would pick the trainees.


    Si Fuqing casually thought that she is now a salted fish that can only lie down3, and there are also two dance instructors. It seems that there would definitely be no candidate for her, so she could relax a lot.


    3salted fish that lies down: a person who does not do anything, does not want to move, and has no dreams.


    She yawned and turned around, facing the male students who were practicing the theme song.

 CH 36

    Most of the trainees were led by Lin Qingyan, and the rest were given to her.


    Some had poor qualifications, some had never learned to dance. Basically they had no chance of debuting.


    Si Fuqing lifted her hair with one hand and looked at a young man who was practicing in front of her, with a smirk said: ¡°Legs, too low, and hands, you need to raise them higher. Are you a gorilla?¡±


    ¡°Here, and here.¡± She casually pointed out a few more positions, ¡°Lift to this position, watch, and follow me to do it again.¡±


    The young man¡¯s face flushed again, but he yielded to Si Fuqing¡¯s authority and did as he was told.


    A dozen other trainees around also saw it, but they all ignored it.


    Was she kidding? Si Fuqing¡¯s ability was so poor, if they really learnt from her, they would definitely be eliminated in the next round.


    And Lin Qingyan¡¯s capability was much stronger than Si Fuqing¡¯s.


    If it wasn¡¯t for Lin Qingyan who couldn¡¯t take that many trainees, how would they want to learn from Si Fuqing here?


    The male trainees didn¡¯t even look at Si Fuqing and proceeded to learn from Lin Qingyan¡¯s dance video.


    Si Fuqing didn¡¯t intend to care about so many people, she raised her chin: ¡°What¡¯s your name?¡±


    The young man muffled: ¡°Xu Xiyun.¡±


    ¡°Oh, Xu Xiyun.¡± Si Fu tilted her chin and smiled, ¡°Practice quickly, if you don¡¯t practice it well, I¡¯ll let you see how the mentors bully the trainees.¡±


    ¡°!!!!¡±


    Seeing Si Fuqing¡¯s ¡°kind¡± smile, he did not dare to slack off, and immediately did as he was told.


    After learning it carefully, Xu Xiyun danced again by himself. He was stunned when he saw his very standard movements in the mirror.


    He seemed to be able to do this movement all of a sudden?


    Xu Xiyun subconsciously looked at Si Fuqing, and saw her clapping her hands: ¡°You could be taught, and your aptitude is not too bad. Well, practice by yourself.¡±


    Si Fuqing walked out and picked up the phone.


    ¡°Fuqing, I came to pick you up to go to the funeral parlor, and I also asked for a two-hour leave for you.¡± At the other end of the phone, Zuo Yingyu¡¯s voice was warm, ¡°The car is already parked outside.¡±


    Si Fuqing raised her eyelids: ¡°Okay.¡±


    The crews had always been very tolerant with her in terms of taking a leave, but required her to be present for the recording.


    Si Fuqing also knows that the producer and Tianle Media intended to sacrifice her for the <Youth> program.


    She looked at her right wrist, which was still wrapped in gauze, with both hands in her pockets and a lazy expression: ¡°Tsk.¡±


    It was a pity that she has a bad temper and would not let them get what they want.


    The phone rang again at this moment.


    Si Fuqing looked at the new text message that popped up on the screen and raised her eyebrows slightly.


    She could be sure that Feng San must have a very close relationship with the Zhongzhou Mohist. Otherwise in the year 2025, he would not still use text messages.


    Welp, another antique.


    [Feng San]: Miss Si, we leave tomorrow and will return on Saturday night. You will still be in time for Mr. Zuo¡¯s funeral.


    Si Fuqing responded with an OK and put the phone in her pocket.


    Outside the training base, a red commercial car was parked on the roadside.


    When Zuo Xianyu saw Si Fuqing come out, she waved her hand at her.


    Si Fuqing opened the door and sat in the back seat.


    This scene happened to be caught in the eyes of two people in the dance studio on the third floor.


    ¡°Brother Yan, hasn¡¯t she been kicked out of the Zuo family?¡± Mu Ye¡¯s expression was dark and gloomy, ¡°Why did the Zuo family send someone to pick her up?¡±


    Zuo Xianyu was the most outstanding person in the Zuo family. At a young age, she had a successful career in the business field, and there were many people in Lincheng who admired her.


    After all, the recording of <Youth> was taking place here, and everyone in Lincheng knew about it.


    It could be said that the Zuo family was powerful in Lincheng.


    Most of the trainees did not come from wealthy backgrounds and did not dare to mess with these young masters and ladies.


    If the relationship between Si Fuqing and the Zuo family eased, how would the plans to blackmail her to increase the popularity of the program proceed?


    Author¡¯s Notes:


    The third day of the male lead¡¯s absence. Not missing him!

 CH 37

    Chapter 037 ¨C Yu Xiheng : Go pick her up (1)


    This was something that Mu Ye didn¡¯t want to see.


    In today¡¯s evaluation, not only did he fail to make a fool of Si Fuqing, but instead he was tossed to the F class, and he had no chance of performing the theme song.


    Now he could say that he has a deep hatred towards Si Fuqing.


    But Si Fuqing was indeed a stepping stone to increase the popularity of <Youth>, and was of great use to Tianle Media and the program, so Mu Ye could not act yet.


    Otherwise, he would have taught her a lesson.


    Mu Ye clenched his fists, his eyes were cold.


    A blind cat meets a dead mouse*.


    *a metaphor for trying to be brave but succeeding by chance.


    Lu Yan squinted his eyes, there was some doubt in his eyes, but he remained calm: ¡°We should just concentrate on training, no matter how much she rebels, can she get out of the company¡¯s control?¡±


    After hearing this, Mu Ye smiled: ¡°The company will not allow the program to fail.¡±


    Tianle Media was the leading entertainment company in the Daxia Empire, approximately grasping one-third of the entertainment industry.


    If Si Fuqing left Tianle Media, she would not be able to work in the entertainment industry at all.


    Moreover, he heard that Si Fuqing and the company had signed the most aggressive terms, a 100 million penalty fee for terminating the contract. Even if she was sold, she could not afford to pay.


    Si Fuqing could never think of leaving Tianle Media in this lifetime.


    Mu Ye¡¯s mood was finally better, and he was about to continue practicing the dance when he heard Lu Yan coldly say: ¡°What¡¯s the matter with your evaluation today?¡±


    Mu Ye¡¯s expression stiffened, and he quickly explained: ¡°Brother Yan, I just didn¡¯t expect that Si Fuqing would happen to notice my vocal range.¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s also because your own capability is not good enough.¡± Lu Yan frowned. ¡°Originally you were in class A and we kept an eye on Xie Yu together. But now it¡¯s just me alone.¡±


    Mu Ye pursed his lips.


    After the first episode of the program was broadcasted, Tianle Media gave them a death order*. They must not let Xie Yu get the top three positions.


    *Death order: an order that must be executed and cannot be defied.


    However, Xie Yu¡¯s popularity was too strong, almost unparalleled.


    Even though Lu Yan already had a large number of fans before returning to China and got the help from Tianle Media¡¯s marketing, he barely passed Xie Yu.


    Mu Ye couldn¡¯t even imagine how much Xie Yu¡¯s fans would grow after the program aired for a few more episodes.


    ¡°Okay, you should go to class F and keep an eye on Xu Xiyun, he is close to Xie Yu.¡± Lu Yan pointed out, ¡°Xie Yu seems to quite respect him.¡±


    We could not touch Xie Yu, now could we not mess with Xu Xiyun too?


    Hearing these words, Mu Ye was reluctant, but he pinched his palm and could only agree: ¡°Yes, Brother Yan.¡±


    **


    Here, Feng San, who just received an accurate report, hesitated a little before speaking with a serious expression: ¡°Ninth Brother, do you really not want to check again?¡±


    The Si Fuqing they saw was so different from the one described in the report, to the point that it seems like they were describing a different person.


    But he could also be sure that she was definitely not using any disguise technique or other high technology.


    If Si Fuqing was hiding before, she was not hiding too deep.


    They needed to change their intelligence network.


    Feng San had already begun to imagine the scenes of several other brothers being beaten up.


    Yu Xiheng took the teacup and turned it around, calmly saying: ¡°¡¯Use people without doubt, don¡¯t use suspicious people¡¯*. Since I employ her, I won¡¯t investigate.¡±


    *Use people without doubt, don¡¯t use suspicious people: if you employ someone, don¡¯t doubt them, and if you doubt them, don¡¯t employ them.


    Feng San pursed his lips: ¡°Ninth Brother, what if Miss Si is¡­¡­¡±

 CH 38

    At this point, he paused and did not continue.


    Yu Xiheng had never been short of secret agents and assassins who wanted to kill him.


    Coincidentally, this type of people were also very good at disguise.


    After all, Si Fuqing¡¯s skill was too intimidating.


    Although his favor towards Si Fuqing had been increasing, Feng San was still very worried.


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry.¡± Yu Xiheng¡¯s eyebrows gently moved, as if he was smiling, ¡°Once the money is in place, she will come.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    His ninth brother really understood Miss Si.


    ¡°Go pick her up tonight.¡± Yu Xiheng said calmly, ¡°We will leave at 4:30 tomorrow morning. Xingyun has already contacted her, so we can go straight there when the time comes.¡±


    Feng San said seriously: ¡°Yes.¡±


    Going to Yancheng to see a Shaman was a big deal this time. Whether it was Sijiucheng or Zhongzhou, they needed to keep it hidden.


    But even so, a few rumors had leaked out, and he did not know how many dangers they would face along the way.


    Feng San sighed lightly, wondering when his Ninth Brother¡¯s legs would heal.


    **


    At exactly 1:30, Zuo Xianyu¡¯s car arrived at the funeral parlor.


    There was a coffin carved with golden cedar in the center of the funeral hall, with a photo of old man Zuo above it.


    Si Fuqing stood at the door, only taking a glance, and felt a natural sense of exclusion.


    Strange.


    She narrowed her fox eyes slightly, but still walked forward to give the old man Zuo three sticks of incense*.


    *Three sticks of incense :  it signifies prayers for the deceased person. It is also a sign of respect.


    When the curator heard that someone from the Zuo family had arrived, he immediately came out to greet them personally: ¡°So it¡¯s Miss Xianyu, do you have any request? All the things needed for the old man¡¯s funeral are all in place.¡±


    ¡°Qingqing wants to come and see Grandpa.¡± Zuo Xianyu said softly, ¡°That¡¯s why we need to open the coffin.¡±


    ¡°Open the coffin?¡± Hearing this, the curator frowned immediately, and looked at Si Fuqing with a bit of resistance.


    Anyone who had been in contact with the Zuo family knows how good Mr. Zuo is to Si Fuqing. He would give her whatever she wants.


    Now that Mr. Zuo was gone, Si Fuqing was still restless and wanted to disturb his rest.


    He really raised an ungrateful person.


    But since Zuo Xianyu had spoken, the curator could only obey and ordered the coffin to be opened.


    A funeral director had long ago arranged for old man Zuo¡¯s remains and changed his clothes.


    Si Fuqing stepped forward, her eyebrows furrowed.


    Old man Zuo died of illness, but his facial features¡­ indeed, were depleted of his ¡®luck¡¯.


    She didn¡¯t deliberately study facial expressions feng shui, but she learned some superficial knowledge from her fifth senior brother when she was bored in school.


    She could easily know the simple ones.


    Si Fuqing bowed her head, her eyes carrying a few moments of deep thought.


    Luck was very important.


    After a dynasty¡¯s luck had run out, it was time for destruction.


    Just like there has always been popular legends saying that if it weren¡¯t for the appearance of Emperor Yin, the Daxia Dynasty would have had its luck and been destroyed long ago.


    Some people were rich and prosperous, while the others were poor and miserable throughout their lives, also because of different luck.


    She remembered that her fifth senior brother said that luck can be taken away.


    However, taking away luck was against natural principles, so there would also be corresponding punishments.


    The old man Zuo¡¯s death from illness was clearly due to a backlash.


    Whose luck did he take?


    Si Fuqing¡¯s fox eyes narrowed slightly and slightly bent down to take a closer look, then suddenly a hand grabbed her shoulder.


    ¡°Among the few of us, grandfather liked you the most, now that grandfather is gone, you are also the one who wants to come to see grandfather. I thought you were coming to pay your respects, but what are you doing now?¡± Zuo Xianyu spoke coldly, ¡°Si Fuqing, I¡¯m so disappointed in you.¡±

 CH 39

    Zuo Xianyu did not grow up close to old man Zuo and did not have a deep relationship with him. But she also felt bad for him.


    Doting on someone with a different surname, and being confused enough to give away the family properties to her. What did you get in the end?


    Zuo Xianyu had always looked down on Si Fuqing, but she could not help but to feel jealous that that old man Zuo was so nice to Si Fuqing.


    After so many years, even if you raised a dog, you would have feelings for it, right?


    If old man Zuo knew that Si Fuqing was so cold-blooded and heartless, would he rest in peace?


    Si Fuqing¡¯s eyelashes drooped slightly, and she pushed Zuo Xianyu¡¯s hand away.


    She smiled lightly and flamboyantly, but her eyes had a hint of anger in them: ¡°Did you touch me?¡±


    Zuo Xianyu¡¯s complexion changed slightly and she took a step back.


    ¡°Who are you to be disappointed in me? How many drinks have you had?¡± Si Fuqing closed the coffin lid, put her hands in her pockets. ¡°Don¡¯t bother me, take care of the Zuo family, beware it might be gone.¡±


    Hearing these words, Zuo Xianyu laughed in anger for the first time: ¡±Si Fuqing, do you know what you are saying? And in front of grandpa? Do you still know how to write the word ¡®filial piety¡¯*?¡±


    *Filial piety refers to the affirmation of the authority of parents in order to repay the parental upbringing, as to obey the instructions and orders of parents and act according to the wishes of parents.


    ¡°Do you think that we will not cancel the adoption agreement if you leave?¡±


    The Zuo family was an aristocratic family in Lincheng, who could mess with them?


    What outrageous words to say, it was really ridiculous.


    ¡°I¡¯m well aware of that. As for the adoption agreement, don¡¯t worry, I will cancel it.¡± Si Fuqing tilted her head and smiled lazily. ¡°You have to know, it¡¯s me who doesn¡¯t want anything to do with it.¡±


    With that she left and silence fell in the funeral hall.


    Zuo Xianyu stood still, her eyebrows furrowed tightly, clearly angry.


    The curator looked at the situation for a while, and only then stepped forward: ¡°Miss Xianyu, don¡¯t be angry. The old man has been wise all of his life, but he can be confused in his old age. It¡¯s not worth fussing with such people.¡±


    Zuo Xianyu took a deep breath and pressed her temples: ¡°Grandpa has indeed misjudged her, so that¡¯s good. The faster we see her true colors, the faster we stay away from her.¡±


    She would not care about Si Fuqing¡¯s life or death.


    But the 2 billion that was taken away by Si Fuqing, was bound to be taken back.


    Zuo Xianyu no longer had sympathy left for Si Fuqing.


    She bowed to the funeral hall, and said faintly, ¡°Grandpa, you are kind to her, but she is ungrateful. Don¡¯t worry, this debt, I will help you get it back.¡±


    After burning incense, the curator personally sent Zuo Xianyu out, and couldn¡¯t help shaking his head.


    Mr. Zuo was really blind, how could he have adopted such an ungrateful person like Si Fuqing?


    Fortunately, the Zuo family had already seen the true colors of Si Fuqing, and he also needed to remind others to stay away from Si Fuqing.


    **


    Here, Si Fuqing returned to the training base and continued to watch the trainees practicing dancing.


    It was already 7 o¡¯clock when she got off work.


    Si Fuqing came out of the base, rubbed her waist, and was about to scan the QR code to drive when she heard a horn sound.


    She turned her head and saw the familiar white car parked behind her.


    Feng San poked his head out of the car window, respectfully said: ¡°Miss Si, Ninth Brother asked me to pick you up.¡±


    ¡°Wow, the boss is so generous.¡± Si Fuqing raised her eyebrows, and walked forward, unhurriedly, ¡°His employee benefits are so good, he is really a good boss that people love.¡±


    Feng San hesitated for a moment and didn¡¯t answer this sentence.


    But after a few seconds, he suddenly felt something was wrong.


    How come he wasn¡¯t treated this well as an employee?


    When he followed Yu Xiheng, he didn¡¯t see anyone specifically driving to pick him up.


    Si Fuqing looked out the window, narrowed her eyes, and said slowly: ¡°This is not the way to my apartment.¡±


    ¡°Well, Ninth Brother said he will leave at 4:30 tomorrow.¡± Feng San said, ¡°So tonight Miss Si is staying at Ninth Brother¡¯s place.¡±


    Si Fuqing put away her smile, with a blank expression: ¡°Four, thirty?¡±

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    Feng San nodded: ¡°Is there any problem?¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    Yes, there were too many problems.


    Even in the past, she never lived such a life of social animals*  before.


    *Social animals: It is generally used to mean that someone gives up his or her dignity as a human being for the sake of the company, sleeps and eats hastily, and works desperately for the company.


    Her fists hardened.


    Feng San spoke up in time: ¡°Ninth Brother said he will add more money to Miss Si.¡±


    Si Fuqing leaned loose, her fox eyes curled up again, and her tone was leisurely: ¡°You should say it early.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    He did not dare to speak at all.


    Just now, Miss Si seemed to want to tear him and his ninth brother apart.


    **


    Thirty minutes later, the car stopped in front of the villa.


    It was March and it is still cold in spring. The heater was still on in the living room.


    A man was sitting on a sofa, reading a book.


    He was wearing a white sweater and casual pants, but it was hard to conceal his slender figure and perfect waistline.


    Without the ornament of the suit, the aggressive aura on Yu Xiheng¡¯s body was slightly dimmed, and he looked a little lazy, exuding a cool and gentle aura.


    Si Fuqing didn¡¯t mind taking a few more glances, and she also greatly appreciated his beauty.


    Instead, Yu Xiheng, who was accustomed to being stared at, raised his head first and looked back at the girl in front of him.


    Whether it was when he was Emperor Yin or now, there was never a time when people didn¡¯t look at him, and he never cared much.


    But ordinary people generally could not look at him eye to eye.


    Even the generals who had been guarding the border for many years would be cautious when they saw him, let alone the daughters of the aristocratic family.


    Yu Xiheng closed his book and spoke with a warm and gentle voice: ¡°What are you looking at?¡±


    Si Fuqing picked up an apple, took a bite, and said in a leisurely tone: ¡°Of course it¡¯s to see you, you are good looking. Otherwise what else to see?¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    Feng San, who was carrying the water, almost fell on his knees with a weak leg.


    What did he just hear?


    It was the first time Yu Xiheng heard such a straightforward compliment. He raised his eyebrows slightly, and slightly teased: ¡°Go rest and get up early tomorrow. The third room on the second floor is your room.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    Detestable capitalists who exploited workers!


    She took back what she had just said, he didn¡¯t look handsome at all.


    But as the boss, Yu Xiheng indeed prepared very thoughtfully. The bedroom had everything, even a few extra sets of clothes were also prepared.


    After Si Fuqing took a bath, she did a split easily and practiced her waist and legs for a while.


    After all, she was a dedicated person, and her work in the entertainment industry also needed to be done well.


    At ten o¡¯clock, Si Fuqing climbed into the big velvet bed to sleep.


    She usually slept easily and never had a dream.


    But today she had a dream, and the content of the dream was very clear.


    In the dream, the old man Zuo did not die of a sudden heart attack, and the Zuo family business was thriving.


    However, she unfortunately died while resisting Zuo Zonghe¡¯s assault, and could not be rescued.


    The old man Zuo was admitted to the hospital because of excessive sadness, and recuperated for a month.


    After that, she was buried in the Zuo family¡¯s cemetery with great publicity. The news said that Mr. Zuo was benevolent and generous.


    But Si Fuqing could see clearly that old man Zuo had invited an Onmyoji*, set up a formation beside her grave, and heard the Onmyoji say: ¡°Although she doesn¡¯t have much luck left, it is enough to guarantee Zuo family¡¯s success.¡±


    *Onmyoji: a kind of yin and yang family that originated in China. It is a kind of monk who knows how to observe the stars, recognize people¡¯s faces, measure directions, know disasters, find geomantic omen, and perform sacrifices.


    ¡°It¡¯s a pity that the person is dead. Otherwise, if she is still alive, her luck will be even stronger.¡±


    Afterwards, the Zuo family did indeed rush into the aristocratic circle of Sijiucheng, expanded their markets overseas, and even made friends with the King of the West Continent Duchy.


    And even if she was already dead, she nourished the Zuo family with her remaining energy, promoting them to glory and prosperity.


    At 4 in the morning, Si Fuqing slowly opened her eyes.

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    She supported her head, slowly sat up on the bed, and calmed her breathing a little.


    Si Fuqing didn¡¯t think this dream was baffling.


    Instead, it resolved her daytime confusion.


    She pondered for a few seconds, sorting out the whole truth of the matter.


    For the sake of the Zuo family, the old man Zuo took away her luck.


    No wonder old man Zuo entered the hospital just before she regained consciousness.


    Because her awakening made it impossible for old man Zuo to take her luck anymore, he suffered a serious backlash.


    He ended up dying straightaway.


    Si Fuqing also remembered one thing.


    Not long ago, old man Zuo said that he would distribute the Zuo family¡¯s company to her, and even showed her the will specifically so that she could stay in the Zuo family with peace of mind, presumably for the sake of her luck.


    However, due to sudden illness and death, even old man Zuo did not expect it himself, there was no time to change his will again.


    It was kinda funny.


    Si Fuqing¡¯s eyes turned cold.


    As expected, old man Zuo only brought her to the Zuo family for the sake of her luck.


    It was true that he adopted her, and he also took good care of her.


    But when she was bullied by Zuo Zonghe, Zuo Qingya and the others, the old man Zuo ignored it.


    Pretending to be good on the surface, but caused her more trouble.


    Her fifth senior brother, who was an Onmyoji, had said that people who had their luck taken away from them would suffer physical damage or have their careers declined.


    In short, anything bad would happen.


    For example, there was a small probability of choking to death when swallowing one¡¯s own saliva.


    Therefore, this kind of method was also wicked in the Onmyoji family, and it was once forcibly banned. She didn¡¯t expect to see it in such a far away place as Lincheng.


    Si Fuqing raised her eyebrows.


    Interesting.


    She needed to get someone to look into it.


    Putting away her thoughts, Si Fuqing simply washed up and went out.


    Yu Xiheng and Feng San were already sitting at the dining table, there were freshly baked buns, hot porridge, and a few simple side dishes on the table.


    Si Fuqing did not make any formalities, and after saying hello, she sat down to enjoy breakfast happily.


    The world was boundless, and eating was the best.


    Looking at her scruffy hair, Feng San¡¯s forehead twitched.


    Whether in Zhongzhou or Sijiucheng, it took several hours for the celebrity ladies to put on make-up and dress up when they met Yu Xiheng, and they were afraid of something inappropriate happening.


    But it was also true that he had never seen anyone more beautiful than Si Fuqing.


    After eating, Feng San carried the luggages onto the car.


    Si Fuqing followed Yu Xiheng to sit in the back seat.


    The air was cool in the morning, she could smell the faint fragrance of moonlight osmanthus on his body again, exuding a hint of enchantment.


    There was an open case on the front seat, and there were three human skin masks inside. Yu Xiheng said and gestured: ¡°Put them on later.¡±


    ¡°Well, it¡¯s so troublesome to wear a mask.¡± Si Fuqing took it and sighed, ¡°It¡¯s better to change yourself.¡±


    Feng San, who was driving, his hands shaking: ¡°Change yourself?¡±


    ¡°Yeah, speaking of it, I know him.¡± Si Fuqing said while wearing it, ¡°He can turn into whoever he sees, even his irises and fingerprints can become exactly the same. We call him a shapeshifter.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­Miss Si, have you watched too many fantasy movies?¡±


    Was this still a human being?


    ¡°That¡¯s nothing.¡± Si Fuqing supported her chin and smiled, ¡°I also know someone who has the ability to steal memories. If you meet her, you must run quickly.¡±


    Feng San¡¯s expression suddenly changed.


    Si Fuqing withdrew her smile and said seriously: ¡°Sorry for teasing you, I did watch a movie about genetic mutations last night.¡±


    ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    He almost believed it.

 CH 42

    After Si Fuqing put on her mask, she turned her head and saw Yu Xiheng looking at her.


    His eyes were quiet and deep, like a dark night sky with faint twinkling stars.


    Such a deep gaze seemed to be able to reach people¡¯s hearts and see through everything.


    Si Fuqing¡¯s body relaxed, without any sense of urgency, and she said unhurriedly: ¡°Boss, I suggest you drink more astragalus and wolfberry water.¡±


    ¨CAstragalus soaked in water, suitable for the elderly to replenish deficiency.


    ¨CWolfberry can help protect the liver, improve human immunity, anti-oxidation, anti-aging, and anti-fatigue.


    Feng San got a bit strange and asked: ¡°Why does he need to drink that?¡±


    Si Fuqing naturally said: ¡°Tonifying the kidneys, what else can it do?¡±


    Feng San: ¡°!!!¡±


    Yu Xiheng¡¯s expression remained unmoved and he was very calm: ¡°Why do you think I need to tonify my kidneys?¡±


    ¡°Your body is cold and your Kidney Qi* is insufficient.¡± Si Fuqing explained, ¡°When your body is cold, it greatly affects your health.¡±


    *Kidney Qi: refers to the functional activity of the kidneys. Mainly manifested in the activities of reproductive, growth and developmental functions. Qi is a constantly moving and highly dynamic subtle substance within the human body. Therefore Qi is the balanced unity of matter and function.


    If he died, she would have to find another place to stay.


    It was really not worth it.


    When Feng San heard this, his heart jumped and he was almost about to get out of the car and take Si Fuqing out immediately, but he saw that Yu Xiheng did not show any signs of anger, instead he lightly explained: ¡°I have a cold body since I was young, it has nothing to do with Kidney Qi.¡±


    ¡°Huh?¡± Si Fuqing leaned forward and said, ¡°Can I have a look?¡±


    Yu Xiheng smiled: ¡°Please go ahead.¡±


    He held out his hand, showing his wrist.


    The fingers were slender and the wrist bones were strong.


    Si Fuqing took out a tissue from her pocket and covered his wrist, then put her finger on it.


    His wrist was not as cold as his fingers, but rather warm.


    A few seconds later, Si Fuqing frowned.


    Yes, it was indeed strange.


    Except for the slight blockage of the meridians* in his legs, the rest of the body was normal and stronger than the average person.


    *Meridians refer to the pathways through which Qi and blood run in the human body .


    So what was the problem with his cold body?


    ¡°It¡¯s an old problem,¡± Yu Xiheng said in a faint voice. ¡°It won¡¯t affect anything, don¡¯t worry about it.¡±


    He was about to withdraw his hand, but Si Fuqing subconsciously clasped his fingers: ¡°No.¡±


    Yu Xiheng glanced at her movements calmly: ¡°Why?¡±


    Si Fuqing tested his pulse again before letting go: ¡°Boss, don¡¯t worry, I will definitely cure you.¡±


    It was a rare occasion when she came across a difficult disease that she couldn¡¯t tell at first glance, so she had to study it no matter what.


    In the front seat, Feng San asked tentatively: ¡°Ms. Si studied medicine?¡±


    Si Fuqing was silent for a brief moment, and did not explain: ¡°Yes.¡±


    Yu Xiheng lowered his eyes.


    She had always been lively and cheerful, but now, the whole person seemed to be wilting.


    His gaze fell on Si Fuqing¡¯s tousled hair for a few seconds before he finally reached out and pressed it.


    Si Fuqing reacted immediately, she said fiercely: ¡°Stop! Don¡¯t touch it, it will make me shorter.¡±


    Yu Xiheng paused, then raised his eyebrows slightly: ¡°Sorry.¡±


    Feng San, who was so scared that he drove his car into an S shape: ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    He had recently discovered that he actually had a bad heart.


    **


    It was dawn at four or five o¡¯clock, but for some people the joy of the day had just ended.


    Some noble sons just came out from the clubhouse, hooking their shoulders together.


    Yu Yao walked at the front with a dull expression.


    ¡°Hey, Brother Yao, it seems that Si Fuqing hasn¡¯t come looking for you these days? She must know that you¡¯ve been in Lincheng all this time.¡± Following behind him, a noble son was curious. ¡°Is it possible that she has changed her personality?¡±


    Yu Yao¡¯s brows and eyes were full of impatience: ¡°Can you not mention her?¡±


    ¡°I know, I know.¡± The noble son smiled. ¡°Who does she think she is? Does she deserve you? Hey, why does this car have no plate number? How dare the driver drive like that? Not afraid to run into an accident?!¡±


    Hearing the sound, Yu Yao casually raised his eyes.


    Author¡¯s Notes:


    Si Fuqing: Everything that I said is true, why does no one believe me?


    Quiz time, how many identities does Qingqing have in this chapter?


    Actually, His Majesty Emperor Yin is a little black-bellied (someone is secretly quite evil/sly/manipulative) and he wants to tease people. Ahahaha

 CH 43

    Didn¡¯t know if the driver was drunk or scared. The white car took a big turn and almost hit the sidewalk.


    But the driver¡¯s skills were obviously not bad, and he avoided it in time when the car was about to hit it.


    It seems like an ordinary accident had been prevented, and a few noble sons took a look as if it were a joke and then withdrew their gaze.


    But Yu Yao¡¯s expression became more grave.


    He saw this car in Sijiucheng.


    At that time, he was going to a banquet and while going out to get some fresh air, he accidentally saw Yu Xiheng getting out of the car.


    Because it was inconvenient for him to travel, and Yu Xiheng had many cars.


    Yu Yao raised his head and looked over again, just in time to see someone opening the window and poking out.


    Obviously, it was a girl.


    He narrowed his eyes.


    A woman in Yu Xiheng¡¯s car?


    This was even more impossible than the Yu family being able to enter the Free Continent*.


    *Free Continent: The continent where black slaves were liberated under Lincoln¡¯s rule. Established in the mid-19th century, slave states referred to states in the southern United States that could employ black slaves as labor after independence.


    He must be mistaken.


    It was also very common to have similar cars.


    Besides, it was impossible for Yu Xiheng to come to Lincheng.


    Yu Yao bit a cigarette and didn¡¯t pay much attention: ¡°Maybe it¡¯s some upstart* who just bought a car.¡±


    *upstart: newly rich.


    ¡°That makes sense. I guess they wanted to show off on the street before they had time to list the license plate.¡± The noble son replied. ¡°But their car is not very good. It¡¯s only worth 900,000 yuan at most, and an upstart is an upstart. They are no match for us.¡±


    Influential families looked down on aristocrats, aristocrats looked down on upstarts. The disdain chain in the celebrity circle had always been like this.


    The noble son smiled again, and hooked Yu Yao¡¯s shoulder: ¡°Ah Yao, I forgot to ask that day. Are you coming to Lincheng this time to find medicine for Miss Ji?¡±


    Mentioning this name, Yu Yao¡¯s expression softened a bit and said: ¡°Well, she¡¯s not in good health and she¡¯s also taking a lot of medication. There¡¯s not much medicine left in Sijiucheng. I¡¯ve already had someone prepare a few carts of herbs and send them back when the time comes.¡±


    ¡°Ah Yao, don¡¯t worry.¡± The noble son said, ¡°Miss Ji is a good person that will receive help from heaven. She will recover from her illness.¡±


    Yu Yao responded with a smile. Then, as if remembering something, his expression became dull: ¡°Is she going to attend the funeral of old man Zuo?¡±


    ¡°Oh, you said Si Fuqing, she is going to attend.¡± The noble son nodded, ¡°but I heard that not only did she not pay her respects when she went to the funeral parlor, but also maliciously disturbed the coffin of Mr. Zuo.¡±


    ¡°Tsk, in any case, she was raised by Master Zuo, right? She really is hopeless.¡±


    Hearing this, Yu Yao¡¯s expression turned a little cold: ¡°Don¡¯t let her come across me then.¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t worry, it will be arranged properly.¡± The noble son patted his chest and assured him, ¡°After the funeral is over, she will have nothing to do with the Zuo family. With her status, it will be difficult for her to see you in the future.¡±


    Not everyone could enter the circle of Sijiucheng.


    **


    At 11:30 noon.


    Feng San parked the car in front of a local restaurant.


    All three of them had put on masks and their clothes were ordinary, no different from passersby.


    The owner of the local restaurant was very welcoming and the food was served very quickly.


    ¡°You really are fragrant and meaty.¡± Si Fuqing said to a plate of roast duck, ¡°My dream in life is to eat you every day, I¡¯m going to start eating.¡±


    -roast duck


    Feng San: ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    Was your dream in life to eat roast duck everyday?


    Wasn¡¯t this too random!


    He was getting more and more confused about Si Fuqing¡¯s thought process.

 CH 44

    He propped his chin and looked through the tea mist at Si Fuqing, who was eating duck meat with her cheeks puffed out.


    Casually thinking, when she was eating, she was like a little fox.


    ¡°Boss, I¡¯m going to look around.¡± Si Fuqing finished eating and blinked, ¡°I¡¯ll get you some medicine.¡±


    It was not on a whim that she said she would treat Yu Xiheng.


    After all, there were not many diseases in this world that she considered difficult and complicated.


    Yu Xiheng nodded: ¡°Go.¡±


    ¡°Need to be reimbursed.¡±


    ¡°Um.¡±


    Si Fuqing then went away very cheerfully.


    Yu Xiheng put down his teacup and looked up: ¡°Go and settle the bill.¡±


    Feng San: ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    Although it was true that he had the bank card on him, the difference between the before and after was huge, wasn¡¯t it?


    **


    Night.


    At a hotel.


    Feng San checked everything carefully and walked in quietly: ¡°Ninth Brother, Miss Si said she will come back soon.¡±


    Yu Xiheng was reading a book, and when he heard this, he only nodded slightly.


    When Feng San saw that he had nothing to do, he thought for a while, then quietly took out his mobile phone and opened the video software.


    Ever since learning that Si Fuqing was working as a mentor in <Youth>, he had gathered a lot of information.


    But some of the proper nouns and abbreviations in the entertainment industry went over his head and he failed to learn them after half a day, which was more tiring than having him practice martial arts.


    The theme song of <Youth> came on, and the high notes exploded instantly. Feng San was so frightened that he immediately pressed the mute button.


    But it was too late.


    Yu Xiheng raised his eyes: ¡°What are you watching?¡±


    Feng San jolted and a cold sweat broke out on his back, ¡°¡­¡­watching Miss Si¡¯s show.¡±


    It was over. During his work period, he wasn¡¯t doing his job during work and even watched talent shows. He was going to be kicked back by the Ninth Brother.


    Unexpectedly, Yu Xiheng slightly raised his chin: ¡°Project it onto the screen.¡±


    Feng San: ¡°???¡±


    He repeatedly confirmed that his ear was still working properly and was in a daze for a while before turning on the projector and connecting his phone.


    Numerous comment pop-ups instantly covered the screen.


    [Brother Yan, I¡¯m here!]


    [Brother Yan is always awesome, he has already dumped someone with 10 million votes. Who is the last C position? Hasn¡¯t someone figured it out yet?]


    [Ah so annoying to see Si Fuqing again, can we cut her out of the shot! I don¡¯t want to see her!]


    [When will Si Fuqing die? If it wasn¡¯t for her, would my brother¡¯s popularity have deteriorated?


    Half of the comment pop-ups were praising Lu Yan, and the other half was crazily cursing Si Fuqing.


    ¡°I¡¯ll turn off the comment pop-ups right now.¡± Feng San frowned, ¡°Ninth Brother, I¡¯ve searched, and these people are called keyboard warriors*, they¡¯re all mindless and filthy stuff.¡±


    *Keyboard warriors: Keyboard man is an online term that refers to a group of people who occupy a moral high ground online and publish ¡®personal justice¡¯ and ¡®personal comments¡¯.


    They can also be derived from avoiding social groups in daily life. Once separated from the crowd and facing the computer alone, typing on the keyboard or conducting online comments and chats on the phone, they can freely talk and laugh, and criticize various aspects of society.


    No need. ¡°Yu Xiheng said, ¡°I¡¯ll look.¡±


    His expression remained motionless, but the light in his eyes slowly faded.


    Hearing Yu Xiheng¡¯s words, Feng San didn¡¯t turn it off.


    [Here we are, let¡¯s see how Si Fuqing made a fool of herself.]


    [Every time I see Si Fuqing on the show, I always feel conflicted. I don¡¯t want to see her ugly face, but I also want to see her make a fool of herself.]


    [Is no one curious about her bare face? When can we take her makeup off? Is she really too ugly to be seen?]


    The comment pop-ups had been in a state of mockery.


    But when Si Fuqing gave Mu Ye an ¡°F¡± rating, the fans exploded.


    [Si Fuqing, can you really get out of there? What did you do for a good talent show?]


    [Brother Mu is so good. Si Fuqing, you can¡¯t sing or dance, why do you give him an F?]


    [If Si Fuqing can¡¯t give a reason today, I¡¯ll send her some gory stuffs later [smile][smile]]


    On the screen, the girl turned the microphone with a calm and composed expression.


    [Si Fuqing is about to answer, laugh, I¡¯ll see what you say.]


    [Attention ahead!]


    Author¡¯s Notes:


    Yu¡¤Double Standard¡¤Xi Heng


    Feng San :  )

 CH 45

    Although Mu Ye was not as popular as Lu Yan or Xie Yu, he was also a popular candidate for debut and had many fans.


    Si Fuqing directly knocked Mu Ye from Class A to Class F. Mu Ye¡¯s fans were furious, and the verbal abuse on the comment pop-ups became increasingly unpleasant.


    [Please, Si Fuqing, go to hell. Thank you.]


    [I really don¡¯t want to see her anymore, it¡¯s annoying.]


    Feng San, who was exposed to the entertainment industry for the first time, was truly shocked: ¡°Ninth Brother, isn¡¯t this¡­¡­ terrible?¡±


    He was a layman*, but he had also followed Yu Xiheng in and out of banquets in Sijiucheng, and had also been to the Royal Concert Hall in the West Continent, listening to many famous music and dances.


    *layman: a person without professional or specialized knowledge in a particular subject.


    In his opinion, Mu Ye¡¯s skill was indeed average.


    Why were these fans cursing so foul?


    ¡°The world is so big, there are all kinds of wonders, no need to be so surprised.¡± Yu Xiheng propped his chin and paused, ¡°Do we have any companies involved in the entertainment industry?¡±


    Feng San thought for a moment: ¡°No, I¡¯ll go back and ask the Mohist School*.¡±


    *Mohist School, an aristocratic family that was dominant at Zhongzhou with their mechanism and concealed weapon.


    Yu Xiheng nodded.


    The comment pop-ups were still cursing, while on the big screen, the cameraman gave Si Fuqing a close-up shot.


    The girl brushed her hair with one hand and held the microphone in the other.


    A clear voice sounded and she was casually mentioning the sound range.


    In the end, her fox eyes were seen curled up and she smiled lazily: ¡°Your singing skill is so poor, I¡¯ll give you an F. Do you have any objections?¡±


    ¡ª¡ªYou dare to have objections?


    [¡­¡­]


    The comment pop-ups suddenly stopped.


    Even the screen shook slightly.


    Feng San, who didn¡¯t understand what it was at all but thought it was amazing, was surprised: ¡°Ninth Brother, Miss Si is so awesome.¡±


    Yu Xiheng raised his head and said softly: ¡°Quiet.¡±


    Feng San immediately shut up and watched the show carefully.


    After a full ten seconds, the comment pop-ups exploded again.


    [Damn, did I come to the wrong place, is this b*tch Si Fuqing? That Si Fuqing who can¡¯t sing and dance?]


    [Surprisingly, I could hear the sound range. Si Fuqing is awesome!]


    [To be honest, it¡¯s awesome, I want to be a fan.]


    [What fan? I died from laughing. This is scripted from the program team. They set up an idiot at the beginning and then now they want to reverse it?]


    [No doubt this is scripted. She only mentioned the sound range. It should have been written in the script before. If Si Fuqing has the ability to sing, she should do it on stage.]


    Seeing that Mu Ye dropped into class F, his fans were so angry that they went to the program¡¯s official Weibo to insult and complain.


    However, after this episode aired, Xie Yu¡¯s fans had become quite favorable towards Si Fuqing.


    [I haven¡¯t seen Si Fuqing praise anyone today, except Xie Yu.]


    [Xie Yu¡¯s ability is indeed good, he is also handsome, I¡¯ve become a fan.]


    [Suddenly, I realized that both Si Fuqing and Xie Yu are fox-eyed.]


    The comment section was so full, no one paid attention.


    Yu Xiheng suddenly asked: ¡°How many episodes does she have on this show?¡±


    ¡°Ah? Oh oh oh.¡± Feng San quickly flipped through the materials. ¡°There are a total of 10 sessions. This is the second session, and the next session the trainees will be divided into classes.¡±


    Sure enough, when the end of the show teased the official opening of the class division, the fans became active again.


    [Please, please, Si Fuqing, don¡¯t choose my brother. This faithful woman is willing to be a vegetarian for life.]


    [I¡¯m delighted, let¡¯s wait for the trainees under the mentorship of Si Fuqing to be eliminated. She is a dance instructor that still doesn¡¯t know how to dance.]


    [Honestly, with Lin Qingyan around, would anyone pick Si Fuqing as a dance instructor?]


    After the program ended, Feng San was still in a state of confusion.


    Ninth Brother actually watched the audition show with him for two hours?!

 CH 46

    Yun Shi explained: ¡°It¡¯s not just us, it¡¯s the whole of Xingshan County, and even the whole of Taizhou Prefecture. The harvest has been bad in these past two years, so naturally our Zhuangzi farm in Xingshan County is no exception.¡±


    ¡°However, Ruo¡¯er don¡¯t have to worry too much, our family¡¯s condition is not that bad. With your father¡¯s salary and some savings in the family, life indeed has become a bit difficult, but it¡¯s not that difficult to survive. It¡¯s just that the people are suffering. The Pirates had caused so many troubles these years, and coupled with a bad year of harvest, it made things worse. These days, life is becoming increasingly difficult.¡±


    Seeing that the groundwork was almost done, Wei Ruo asked about the saline-alkali land in the south of the city.


    ¡°Mother, the wasteland south of the city is still empty. If we can plant crops, it should be able to solve the food problem for many people.¡±


    Yun Shi smiled and shook her head, ¡°It¡¯s good that you¡¯re thinking of your family, but that wasteland outside the city is so desolate that weeds can¡¯t even grow a few roots, because the soil there is so bad that nothing grows.¡±


    ¡°Mother, when I was at Mojiazha, there was an old granny there who taught me how to grow crops on barren and desolate land, so maybe it would work on the wasteland south of the city.¡±


    ¡°The condition of these different barren lands are different. Xingshan County is close to the sea, and as the elderly know, planting crops on the land near the sea is not viable. This is different from the land you had in Mojiazha.¡±


    ¡°Maybe that method will work too? Mother, if we can grow crops on barren land, we can feed a lot more people, and it would be a commendable achievement that is very useful to Father¡¯s career.¡±


    When Wei Mingting¡¯s career was mentioned, Yun Shi¡¯s expression changed.


    But after thinking for a while, she still felt that the feasibility of her idea is not high.


    ¡°Ruo¡¯er, your idea is very good, but this matter is really not that simple¡­¡­¡±


    ¡°It¡¯s true it¡¯s not easy, but Mother, even if we fail, we have nothing to lose. We will let everyone know that our Wei family is working hard so  everyone won¡¯t starve, which is another gain for us.¡± Wei Ruo analyzed the pros and cons to Yun Shi.


    When Yun Shi thought about it carefully, it did seem to be such a case. For the Wei family, fame was an important thing, and if they could gain the love and support of the people, it would be extremely beneficial for her husband¡¯s promotion.


    Moreover, due to the lack of significant progress in the resistance against Pirates aggression, the Imperial Court was already quite dissatisfied with many generals in Xingshan County. Recently, news has spread that a group of generals in Xingshan County will be dismissed.


    This had also led to her husband not returning home these days and nights, thinking of ways to solve the problem of Pirates Invaders.


    Yun Shi was somewhat persuaded.


    After pondering about it, Yun Shi said to Wei Ruo: ¡°Mother can¡¯t decide on this matter. When your father returns, I will talk to him and let him make the decision.¡±


    ¡°Okay.¡± Wei Ruo also knew that Wei Mingting had to make the decision if this matter was to be carried out.


    ###


    At the dinner Wei Mingting still did not appear, he had not shared dinner with everyone for ten days in a row.


    Counting the first meeting, Wei Ruo had only met him four times so far, and each time he had not said more than a few words.


    She thought there was still no chance to talk to Wei Mingting about the wasteland in the south of the city today. However, before Wei Ruo fell asleep, Cuiping came to deliver a message to Yun Shi, asking Wei Ruo to go to Cangyun Garden, saying that her father wanted to see her.


    Wei Ruo dressed neatly again and went to Cangyun Garden, where she saw Wei Mingting whom she had not seen for a long time.


    He still looked serious and stern, but more worn out than when she first met him. He also had an additional injury on his arm, which was wrapped in a white cloth. It seemed that he had been injured for several days.


    ¡°I just heard from your mother that you have a way to grow crops on the wasteland in the south of the city, is it true?¡± Wei Mingting asked.

 CH 47

    ¡°Yes.¡± Said the passerby before leaving. ¡°You also have come to Yancheng to seek medical treatment, right? This statue was specially built by the Ning family five years ago.¡±


    ¡°I heard that by paying respects to the Heavenly Genius Doctor before seeking medical treatment, you will get better faster.¡±


    After listening, Feng San really paid his respects seriously.


    Si Fuqing; ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    By only paying respect you would get better health? She couldn¡¯t have this ability, right?!


    Feng San finished bowing and saw the girl looking at the statue with a complex expression, he was taken aback: ¡°Miss Si knows about the Heavenly Genius Doctor?¡±


    It had been several years since the Heavenly Genius Doctor disappeared, and they hadn¡¯t found him after searching for a long time.


    Feng San thought that since Si Fuqing knew medical knowledge, she might know some information.


    Si Fuqing thought for a moment and said: ¡°I don¡¯t know, but I think the title is quite exaggerated?¡±


    Feng San: ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    Forget it, those who didn¡¯t know are not afraid*.


    *those who didn¡¯t know are not afraid: If you don¡¯t understand things, you won¡¯t be afraid.


    Si Fuqing coughed lightly, with an attitude of humbly asking for advice: ¡°Why don¡¯t you explain it to me?¡±


    ¡°En.¡± Feng San nodded, ¡°If there is a list of highly-skilled doctors in the world, the Heavenly Genius Doctor will definitely be ranked number one.¡±


    Si Fuqing blinked: ¡°Is he that amazing?¡±


    ¡°Of course.¡± Feng San said again, ¡°Under the Heavenly Genius Doctor, there is absolutely no word ¡®failure¡¯. It is a godly existence that can snatch people from the hands of the King of Hell. I heard that¡¯s why he¡¯s called ¡®Genius¡¯.¡±


    Si Fuqing: ¡°¡­¡­¡±


    She needed to believe what he said.


    Feng San pursed his lips, looked at Yu Xiheng and whispered: ¡°Ninth Brother, it would be great if we could hire the Heavenly Genius Doctor .¡±


    If they could meet the Heavenly Genius Doctor, Yu Xiheng¡¯s legs would definitely be cured.


    Yu Xiheng leaned back in his wheelchair, closed his eyes, and spoke in a warm voice: ¡°Let nature take its course*, let¡¯s go.¡±


    *let nature take its course/ ˳Æä×ÔÈ» sh¨´nq¨ªz¨¬r¨¢n: The meaning is to develop naturally according to the original nature of things.


    While pushing him forward, Si Fuqing thought absent-mindedly.


    She learned her medical skills from an old man and inherited his mantle*.


    *mantle: inheritance of skills, beliefs, and goals is expressed by passing on the mantle from generation to generation.


    This old man was eccentric, he saved people depending on his mood, which caused her to follow his bad behavior.


    Except for the Heavenly Genius Doctor title.


    It was too boastful.


    But the old man liked it very much and even asked her to write the characters and frame it. He hung it on the wall, saying that he felt happy seeing it every day.


    She saw that he was really insane.


    Si Fuqing exhaled slowly, and looked back at the statue again, feeling very ashamed for the first time.


    Fortunately, the sculpture didn¡¯t look like her at all.


    What did the statue of the Heavenly Genius Doctor have to do with her, Si Fuqing?


    Thinking of this, Si Fuqing¡¯s mood lightened a lot.


    Ten minutes later, the three arrived at their destination.


    This was a very large manor.


    The willow branches hung down, scattering mottled shadows.


    The shallow sound of pipa and guzheng intertwined, making a long and distant sound.


    -pipa


    The Qingxi River flowed over the stones, ripples rippling open, carrying a few birds chirping, with ripples swirling, accompanied by a few chirping sparrows.


    Its architectural style was quite similar to Daxia Dynasty.


    Si Fuqing tilted her head and caught a glimpse of the character ¡°Ning¡± on the door plaque.


    The Ning family was not even considered a rich and powerful family.


    But the Ning family had many famous doctors, and the wealthy families in Sijiucheng should also be respectful.


    After all, doctor is a profession that no one wants to offend.


    Si Fuqing narrowed her eyes.


    Shamans mostly gathered in the Xizhou area of ??Daxia. They were good at witchcraft*, and they could not only understand yin and yang, but also medicine.


    *witchcraft, also known as poisonous magic, is a kind of black magic originating from southern China. It is a type of manipulating poisonous insects, used to punish those who violate rules or curse others.


    But the old man said, the medical skills of the shamans were not considered legitimate, as they harmed people.