After Being Robbed of Everything, She Returned As a God

   Chapter 240 The king does not see the king, expose the evil deeds of the Zuo family! 【1 more】

  Shang Lu's voice was cold: "Fight!"

  Si Fuqing's words, Zuo Tianfeng didn't want to write a word.

   But it is related to the future of Zuo Xianyu and the Zuo clan, and he can only humiliately dial out the phone under pressure.

After    two beeps, the other party picked up: "Dad? Aren't you in Sijiucheng? How is it, things are done?"

   "Xianyu, tell me honestly, can you still write projects?" Zuo Tianfeng's voice trembled, "Is your business talent still there?"

   Zuo Xianyu's pupils shrank suddenly, and she said calmly: "Dad, what are you talking about? How can you say that talent is not there? I'm just tired these days."

  However, Zuo Tianfeng knows Zuo Xianyu's temperament so well, hearing her say this, his heart is completely cold.

   Zuo Xianyu is very proud.

   Since Mr. Zuo discovered her business talent, he took her around in the business world, and he was used to listening to the praise of the people around him, so how could he use excuses to cover up.

   Zuojia actually stole Si Fuqing's luck? !

   Zuo Tianfeng stared blankly at the front, not even responding to Zuo Xianyu's constant calling to him from the receiver.

  Shang Lu dropped the phone and looked at Si Fuqing: "Miss Si?"

   "Follow the interrogation procedure." Si Fuqing stood up, "The person in charge can be imprisoned for 20 years, right?"

   "Yes." Shang Lu nodded, "Just be more ruthless, the death penalty is also acceptable."

   "Okay." Si Fu's gaze fell on Zuo Tianfeng, who was already sluggish, and slowly said, "That's what you want."

   It was not until the sound of the door opening and closing that Zuo Tianfeng recovered from the extreme fear and fear.

   He struggled hard, his eyes were red: "Si Fuqing! Si Fuqing, come back!"

   Even if things were extremely absurd, Zuo Tianfeng had no choice but to believe in such a situation.

   Before Mr. Zuo brought Si Fuqing back, although the Zuo family had the right to speak in Lincheng, they were far from being the top giants, let alone the number one position today.

   And since Si Fuqing came to Zuo's family, the business of Zuo's family has become more and more prosperous. He has signed a lot of big orders, and he is very lucky.

   On the other hand, Si Fuqing suddenly gained weight and went to the hospital for a while.

   The more prosperous the Zuo family, the worse the situation of Si Fuqing.

   Thinking about it, the old man Zuo didn't know what method he used to continuously transfer the Qi luck from Si Fuqing's body to the Zuo family. This transfer took thirteen years.

  But if, as Si Fuqing said, the luck was taken back and the Zuo family was gone, what would they do? !

   Zuo Tianfeng didn't dare to think about it at all, and said with a hoarse voice: "Si Fuqing, come back! Come back!"

   "Be honest!" Shang Lu shot down a sedative, "I said, don't think about going out when you come in."

   Zuo Tianfeng's eyes darkened and he passed out again.

   Outside the door, Si Fuqing received a call from the beginning of the year.

"Hey, uncle." Si Fuqing said, "Well, I'm going back to Beizhou at the end of August, just in time for my cousin's school entrance exam. I told him that I would have to check when the time comes, or else I'll take all the gifts. Take it back."

   "Okay, you and auntie take a rest, don't be too tired, I can make money."

   After the call ended, Si Fuqing glanced at the time.

Four o'clock.

   It happened that she could catch up with her to work for the boss.

   She sent Yu Xiheng a message asking where he was.

   After a few seconds, Si Fuqing received an address.

   is a pedestrian street in Sijiucheng.

  Si Fuqing put on make-up, sunglasses, masks, hats and hats before riding a shared bicycle.

   There are many people on the pedestrian street, and there are all kinds of small traders and hawkers on both sides of the street.

   Standing at the entrance, she could smell the aroma of pastries and barbecue.

   Si Fu tilted the brim of his hat and looked around.

   Well, no one found her.

   She quickly found Yu Xiheng.

  Although he is wearing casual clothes today, his figure cannot be concealed. In addition, he has an outstanding temperament, which can be found in the crowd at a glance.

   seemed to have sensed her gaze too, the man turned around and looked at her calmly.

   "How did you bring this mask out?" Si Fuqing walked over and pointed to his face, "Antiqu, I want to offer it."

   "It's okay." Yu Xiheng's tone was calm, "Many people are wearing them."

   Seeing that at least six or seven of the men and women around were wearing the exact same mask as Yu Xiheng, Si Fuqing said, "..."

   OK, Yin Huang is the real top class.

  1,500 years of top stream.

   "But you are real." Si Fuqing couldn't help but raised his hand and touched the mask, "The textures are different."

   Her wrist was suddenly pressed, and a soft sigh came from under the mask: "Don't move, it will fall off in a while."

  Si Fuqing stared at him for a few seconds, then withdrew his hand: "Okay."

  The two entered.

   "By the way, why are there so many people here today?" Si Fu looked around, "What's going on?"

   "There are also many ordinary people." Yu Xiheng nodded, "This place was originally a tourist attraction."

   "That's it." Si Fuqing looked at the food around him, "I'll buy something to eat first, and find a place for me to have a big meal first."

   She quickly ran around in front of a dozen stalls, and when she came back, her hands were full.

  Yu Xiheng lifted her eyelashes and glanced at the snacks in her hand, with a slight smile in her eyes: "You really do well to support yourself."

   "That's it." Si Fuqing found a path, "Boss, come here, I bought it for you, I haven't eaten yet."

   Yu Xiheng was taken to the back of a temple by her.

   There is no one here.

  Si Fuqing took off his mask and was very happy: "I can finally eat."

   Beside, Yu Xiheng didn't eat, just sat quietly.

  The leaves fell from the heights and floated on his shoulders, showing his nobleness and elegance.

  Si Fuqing was eating very seriously until the sound of footsteps.

   She quickly wiped her mouth and put on a mask, and when she looked up, she found that it was a monk.

   "Donor, we are very destined to meet each other in such a remote place." The monk folded his hands together, "It's not even a hexagram, I'm sorry Buddha let us meet here."

   Si Fuqing said lazily, "Buddha will only drop a thunderbolt to kill you at this moment, saying that you are swindling in his name."

   The monk touched his nose: "The donor is joking, the Buddha—"

   Before he could finish speaking, there was a sudden thunderclap above his head.

   Monk: "..."

   Yu Xiheng flexed her fingers and flicked her forehead: "Don't be naughty, girl."

   "Who made him want to lie to us." Si Fuqing blinked, "The tourist attractions who pull people to tell their fortunes are all liars."

   "The poor monk is not a liar." The monk came back to his senses and looked righteous, "Donor, why don't you draw a lottery, if the poor monk is wrong, you just don't pay."

  Yu Xiheng stretched out his hand: "Then let's smoke."

  Si Fuqing also drew a lot.

   "Hey, these two signed..." The monk looked at the sign for a long time, "Tell me whether it's good or not, and it's not bad, if it's very peaceful, the dead tree will come in spring, how much suffering you have suffered in the past, you will flourish in the future."

   He looked at Si Fuqing and then at Yu Xiheng.

really weird.

   It stands to reason that the two of them are both prematurely dead, but they are full of vitality.

   He has never seen such a strange face.

   You can't live and die, can you?

   "Yes, I can still say it." Si Fuqing stood up, "Boss, I'm going to buy candied haws, do you want to eat it?"

  Yu Xiheng raised his chin slightly: "No need, you can go."

   "Okay, then you wait for me here."

  After Si Fuqing left, Yu Xiheng gave the fortune-telling money to the monk, and looked into the distance quietly and rested.

   "This donor." The monk clasped his hands together and stopped him, "It's hard to tell your fate in front of other people. The poor monk will tell you in private."

   Yu Xiheng suddenly turned her head.

   His Ruifeng eyes are deep and clear.

   There was a faint smile on the man's lips, but at this moment, the monk only felt that a jack was pressing on him, and it was even difficult to breathe for a while.

   But soon, Yu Xiheng's eyes dropped, lightly: "Why can't you tell?"

   The monk hesitated for a moment and lowered his voice: "Ziwei's fate, the emperor's fate, the real dragon's purple qi, benefactor, you were born in the wrong age."

   After all, it is not a feudal monarchy.

   Where is there the saying of the emperor.

   He has also seen a few people with a crape myrtle.

   All of them are powerful people, and they are all at the top in their respective fields.

   He has never seen the real Crape Myrtle.

   Moreover, not all emperors in ancient times were necessarily crape myrtle.

  Otherwise, there would not be a faint king or a king of subjugation.

  Yu Xiheng didn't answer these words, he slowly tilted his head: "What about her?"

   The monk stared at Si Fuqing who was buying candied haws in the distance, and finally slowly dropped four words: "The king does not see the king."

   After turning around, he saw Yu Xiheng smiling at him again.

   His eyes are calm and gentle, but his aura is very strong.

   "Alas, the opposite **** attracts." The monk remedied in time, "But I see this female benefactor, she has lost her peach blossoms by herself, but her fortune is prosperous."

   "Donor, you have a long way to go in the future."

  Yu Xiheng hummed lightly: "It's a bit of a real skill."

   The monk rubbed his head and laughed.

   "Boss, why are you still here? Let's not communicate with the gods." Si Fuqing came over with a serious expression, "He will cheat money."

   Monk: "..."

   Although it is said that he did this kind of thing, why is it so wrong when someone else said it?

   "He said it quite well." Yu Xiheng supported her head, "It's not easy to survive outside."

   Monk: "..."

  Why hurt him so much?

   "Boss, if you say he's good, then it should be really good." Si Fuqing immediately changed his tone, "How to settle the bill?"

   The monk quickly took out the QR code: "Two, Alipay or WeChat?"

  Si Fuqing: "..."

   She said, this is definitely a liar.

  **

   The next day.

   Si Fuqing was called by Sang Yanqing's life-threatening serial call early in the morning.

   She was still sleepy, Sang Yanqing had already come in with a makeup artist and a stylist.

   "The editor-in-chief of the magazine today has a very high vision. She has studied at Glenn for several years." Sang Yanqing poured a cup of coffee, "What you have to do is to make her insist on you."

  Si Fuqing was drowsy: "I have a face is enough."

  Sang Yanqing: "..."

  Can you stop being so narcissistic?

   Forget it, there is narcissistic capital.

   "Miss Sang, Miss Si really doesn't need makeup on this face." The makeup artist also smiled, "I'm naturally beautiful, I've never seen a star with better skin than her, and it's not natural to put on makeup."

  Sang Yanqing was very tired: "Then put on the makeup after the isolation."

   turned his head and saw the stylist frowning again.

  Sang Yanqing stepped forward: "What's the matter, is there a problem with the styling?"

   "No." The stylist shook his head, "I feel that Miss Si is suitable for any style, so no problem, I have to think about it."

  Sang Yanqing felt even more tired.

   After a whole morning of tossing, Si Fuqing finally went out.

  The stylist specially colored her hair.

   The dark red highlighted with retro waves, the aura is suddenly stronger.

   "Very good, that's what it looks like." Sang Yanqing was very satisfied, "The annual festival of the times is coming soon. When you appear, you will definitely be a red carpet killer."

  The annual festival of the times is a very important ceremony in the entertainment industry. It is held in Sijiucheng in early December every year.

  Si Fuqing seriously thought about the weather in Sijiucheng at this time, and raised his hand: "Sister Sang, do you mind if I wear a down jacket and hold a thermos?"

  Sang Yanqing smiled and said kindly: "I mind, very much."

   She glanced at the time: "Let's go have a meal first, we have an appointment for four o'clock."

  Si Fuqing: "You will wake me up at six o'clock at four o'clock?"

   "Rather sooner rather than later." Sang Yanqing said slowly, "Who knew you were doing styling so fast, I'll ask you to sleep more next time."

   The light of salted fish in Si Fuqing's eyes disappeared.

   Being a female star is really tiring.

  **

   At this time, Lincheng.

   Zuo Xianyu has returned to the office.

   She pretended to be writing a project.

   "Mr. Zuo." The deputy manager knocked on the door, "This is the project we wrote, please take a look."

   Zuo Xianyu pretended to be calm: "Put it here."

   After the deputy manager put down the project, he withdrew.

   Zuo Xianyu was about to open it and received a call from Mrs. Zuo.

   "Xian, Xianyu, something happened!" Madam Zuo's voice trembled, "Your father... Your father was arrested by the Four Nine City Law Enforcement Team!"

   Zuo Xianyu's expression changed: "Shouldn't it be Si Fuqing who was caught?!"

  The person in charge of Barren Mountain is Si Fuqing, but Zuo Tianfeng was caught instead?

   "No... I don't know!" Madam Zuo panicked, "Xianyu, what should I do? Your father was arrested, our family... we don't have a single one left."

   In just a few months, Zuo Tianfeng's family can be said to be in ruins.

   This is something that no one can imagine.

   Zuo Xianyu's hand also trembled.

   She has no business talent now, as long as she is discovered, she will definitely be kicked out of the Zuo clan.

  If even Zuo Tianfeng collapsed, she and Madam Zuo would have absolutely nothing to rely on.

"Mom, don't worry." Zuo Xianyu let out a breath slowly, "Si Fuqing is a star, we use public opinion to defeat her, I'm on Weibo, you contact an acquaintance in Sijiucheng and ask what it is If so, use the money to make a deal."

   She hung up the phone, immediately logged into Weibo, and circled Si Fuqing with a cold face.

  【@zuoxianyuV: @sifuqingV, can you explain why you caused the construction site accident, but put the blame on my father? How long have we raised you? Even if you turn your face after the fire, you won't push people to a desperate situation, right? 】

   Zuo Xianyu lost his business talent, and he didn't think so much about many things.

   She didn't even check, she just posted such a Weibo.

   Any Weibo with the name of Si Fuqing has a high number of views.

   Netizens and fans came after hearing the news.

【what's the situation? 】

  【I ate too much melon, I knew I couldn’t stand in line for the first time, so I waited for Si Fuqing’s reply. 】

  【I need my sister to reply to rumors? What kind of **** can rub my sister's heat? 】

  【Zuo Xianyu's words are still credible, she is a young business genius, you may not know it, but she is really powerful, there is really no need to get along with Si Fu. 】

  【This... If this is true, Si Fuqing is really a bit of a coward. 】

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   After being popularized by Lin Jihuan on how to use Chaohua, Nian Yi'an will open Chaohua every day, and sometimes help fight against gangsters.

   After seeing this Weibo, he immediately rushed out of the bedroom: "Dad, Mom, something happened. The family who adopted Sister Qingqing said she was a white-eyed wolf."

   Nian Ting frowned: "What?"

   He hasn't even figured out how to kidnap Si Fuqing with the Zuo family.

   Zuojia even had a face jumping out.

   "Pillow sleep, don't let the Zuo family be slandered." Nian Tingchu took a deep breath, "You register an account on Weibo, and we will speak up!"

   Even though Nian Hechuan has been dead for many years, his daughter is not something that a mere Zuo family can bully.

   Ye Qianmian's expression was also very cold: "Okay, I'll speak now."

  【@杨晨晨: I am Qingqing’s aunt, and she and her uncle found her not long ago, and did a paternity test [picture], the child was found, and some accounts should be settled.

   We are here to file a legal lawsuit against Zuojia. You maliciously abducted and sold young children, and even more maliciously let her be under the shelter of others, creating the illusion that she is an orphan, and also said that you are philanthropists doing charity.

   Do you have no children of your own? Or is there another conspiracy? @ Zuoxianyu V, please explain to the public why we kidnapped our children? ! 】

   (end of this chapter)