After Being Robbed of Everything, She Returned As a God

Chapter 670: Do not Yunxi collapse, send it to the hot search! 【2 more】

   A loud sound of "dong" was very clear in the silent corridor.

   The trash can on the cleaning car is already half the height of a person, and it is more than enough to install a Bieyunxi.

  The staff of the hotel were all stunned.

   Not to mention Bie Yunxi who was thrown into the trash can, the impact of alcohol and drugs on her nerves was far less than the humiliation, shock and embarrassment at this moment.

   Her brain stopped turning, and she couldn't even think.

   Canyon said: "Ninth brother, throw it away, you can't see it now."

   Yu Xiheng put his hand down, his expression was calm: "The person in charge."

The three words    are the tone of the statement, but the pressure it brings to people is huge.

   The hotel manager rushed over in a hurry: "Mr. Yu! Mr. Yu calm down, I didn't pay attention, and caused unrelated people to disturb you..."

   He wiped his sweat, turned his head and scolded: "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you take the garbage down and throw it away?!"

   The hotel staff woke up like a dream, and immediately pushed the cleaning cart into the elevator.

   "I'm so sorry, Mr. Yu." The hotel manager is still apologizing, "The accommodation fee for these days has been waived for you, look..."

   Yu Xiheng wiped his hands and said lightly, "There is no next time."

   This sentence caused a layer of cold sweat to form on the hotel manager's back.

   As the hotel manager, he really did not know that Bie Yunxi came to this floor and drank the wine with added flavors.

   He let this behavior go, not to help Bie Yunxi.

   Instead, he thought that it was delivered to his door on his own initiative, maybe Yu Xiheng would like this one, and he could be considered the beauty of an adult.

  Bie Yunxi's pitiful, wink-like look, even a man couldn't hold it back.

   But the hotel manager never expected that a beauty in Bieyunxi would be thrown into the trash just like that.

   Not only that, but Yu Xiheng also saw the little abacus in his heart!

   The hotel manager didn't dare to breathe, and his scalp was numb: "Don't worry, Mr. Yu, there will never be another time."

  Yu Xiheng pushed open the door, led Si Fu in, and blocked everyone else out.

   The hotel manager breathed a sigh of relief, his face still pale.

   He is so stupid!

  If he had known that Yu Xiheng had a relationship with Si Fuqing, how could he have thought that Yu Xiheng could have a crush on Bie Yunxi?

  The hotel manager vainly stepped into the elevator, almost rolling and crawling.

  **

   in the Presidential Suite.

   "Why did you cover my eyes just now?" Si Fuqing looked at him coolly, "She asked you to treat her, why didn't you let me see?"

   "Sorry." Yu Xiheng paused and whispered, "I thought she was here for you."

   When he was working, he used her live variety show as the background music.

   No matter if you look up occasionally or when you are looking specifically, the word "wife" is always on the barrage.

   This made him realize that the same **** is also the object he needs to be wary of.

  Si Fuqing: "...OK."

   Such an explanation fits his character very well, she has nothing to say.

   Yu Xiheng's eyelashes drooped.

   After a while, he suddenly smiled and said, "Can I be called? I think your little fans call you that."

  Si Fuqing was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted: "...you wait for me to exercise my control ability, it's too fast, I'm not ready yet."

  The mousses called her that, she was used to it.

   But Yu Xiheng is different.

   "Yeah." He turned his head, smiled lightly in her ear, and said two words, "Madam."

   His voice was as cold as ever, like a wind spirit jumping in the mountains.

  The wind passed Wuhen, but it was frantically stirring the apex of his heart.

The words    are enough to set off a stormy sea.

  Si Fuqing stood up abruptly: "I'm going to take a bath!"

  Xiaobai looked at the dog owner who rushed into the bathroom in confusion

Is the    character wrong?

  **

   After taking a cold shower, Si Fuqing first glanced at the living room.

   There was no one in the living room, Yu Xiheng went to the study to work.

   She wiped her hair and turned on the TV with confidence.

   The phone rang very quickly.

  Si Fuqing picked it up: "Hey, Tangtang, what's the matter so late?"

   "Qingqing!" Yu Tang was anxious, "Why didn't you say that there was Bie Yunxi in the variety show you were guest-starring in!"

  Si Fuqing said, "Is it important?"

   She still doesn't know the specific characters of Bie Yunxi's name.

  Yu Tang said, "Qingqing, did you forget that I told you several times that it was this Bie Yunxi who climbed on my ninth uncle's bed and was finally thrown out?"

  Si Fuqing: "…"

   Yu Tang seems to have said it.

   But she really has no impression.

"Qingqing, don't look at this Bie Yunxi's innocent appearance, she's really crippled." Yu Tang was very angry, "I have a friend's fiancé who was pryed by her, and she pretended to be pitiful afterwards. Selling miserably, she always wanted to run to the celebrity circle in Four Nine Cities."

   "What is the first love of the nation, it's all marketing. She still takes the pure route. I bah, it's disgusting. It's because of her that I didn't believe in those people in the entertainment industry."

  Yu Tang is still saying: "Qingqing, you have to be careful, if she has any thoughts about my ninth uncle, you must call me, and I will beat her with you!"

  Si Fuqing was very interested: "Then she can try again."

   At this moment, the phone on the coffee table was picked up by a slender hand.

   "Yu Tang." Yu Xiheng's voice was calm, without joy or anger, "This is not something that needs to be handled by Qingqing himself, and there are such things that you can tell me directly in the future."

   Yu Tang got stuck, not knowing what to answer.

   But in just one second, she suddenly came to her senses.

  Yu Tang said loudly: "Ninth Uncle, you are such a great man, no wonder Qingqing likes you. Men's affairs should be handled by men. How can there be such a responsible person as you, Uncle Nine!"

   Yu Xiheng hummed: "Is pocket money enough?"

  Yu Tang said confidently: "Not enough."

   Feng Sanjiang, who came to deliver supper, heard these words clearly: "…"

   When it comes to begging for pocket money, there is really no one who is more proficient than Miss Yu Tang.

   It seems that he still needs to study more so that he can get more bonuses.

  **

   The next day.

  The program group then proceeded to record.

   Today’s destination is the State Museum in Beizhou, where many ancient cultural relics from the Great Xia Dynasty were unearthed.

  Si Fuqing is also here for the first time. She specially brought a notebook, ready to record important things at any time.

   Zhang Qiang saw it and snorted lightly.

   The live broadcast hasn't started yet, so what kind of diligent person should I take in a book?

   Zhang Qiang turned her head and saw Bie Yunxi's expression stiff, she was a little puzzled: "Yunxi, what's wrong with you?"

  Bie Yunxi smiled bleakly: "No, nothing."

   Yesterday, she went back and took a full bath seven times, but she still felt a rancid smell on her body.

   She has been in the entertainment industry for so long, and she has never encountered anything like that.

   More importantly, after what happened yesterday, she now only feels that she is an ugly clown in front of Si Fuqing.

   Zhang Qiang hurriedly said: "Did you and Mr. Yu yesterday..."

  Bie Yunxi raised his head suddenly, with tears in his eyes: "Don't say it!"

   Zhang Qiang just thought she was embarrassed, so she shut up wisely.

   "Teacher Si!" the director shouted, "please come over here."

   "Come." Si Fuqing replied.

   Zhang Qiang pouted: "I don't know what privileges are given to her."

   "Director." Si Fuqing walked over, "What are you looking for from me?"

   The director smiled and said, "It's not me, it's someone from the General Sports Association."

   Si Fuqing raised his eyebrows.

  The director stepped aside.

   is a middle-aged professor, and there is another woman.

   "Fu Qing, this is Coach Mo, the coach of the Daxia women's badminton team." The middle-aged professor said, "She came from Sijiucheng, and she has something important to discuss with you."

  Si Fuqing stretched out his hand politely: "Coach Mo, hello."

"Hello." Coach Mo shook hands with her and said kindly, "I've heard Lao Li talk about you a long time ago. He said that he played a few games with you at Xia University and thought you were qualified in small ball. into the second national team."

   "The International Games is about to start, so I made a special trip to ask you if you are interested in being a substitute."

   Middle-aged professor: "...???"

   He looked at Si Fuqing in shock and despair, with a sentence written all over his eyes—

  You TM can also play badminton and table tennis?

  Si Fuqing thought for a while and replied, "No problem, I'm not as bad at badminton as I am at tennis, you can give it a try."

   Fortunately, it is not table tennis.

   At least the janitor at the top of the cloud can play table tennis better than her.

   In the face of table tennis, she no longer sealed her love, but completely cut off her love.

   The middle-aged professor looked at her stiffly, the corners of his mouth twitched: "Poor?"

   This is called poor, what are the others called?

   What's wrong with the definition of the word "poor"!

   "Okay." Coach Mo was very happy, "I recognize your strength, but you still need to be assessed. After you finish recording the variety shows for the past few days, come with me to the Daxia Sports General Association."

   She took out a business card and handed it over.

  Si Fuqing put away the business card, thinking that he might get the prize money of the International Games, and his mood was much better.

   She whistled: "Professor, the live broadcast will be broadcast in a while, shall we play two more warm-ups?"

   "No, no, no." The middle-aged professor immediately waved his hand, "I won't play tennis anymore, we won't play anymore, let's still do archaeology with peace of mind."

  Si Fuqing felt a little regretful: "Well then."

   She returned to the guest team and stuffed Xiaobai into Xie Yu's pocket.

   "Farewell to Yunxi." The producer, who had not been seen for a while, suddenly appeared with a cold face, "Come here."

  Bie Yunxi's heart jumped.

   She lowered her head, didn't dare to look at other people, and hurriedly followed behind the producer.

   "Producer Liu, look for me..."

  Bie Yunxi was interrupted before he finished speaking.

   The producer took the phone in front of her: "See for yourself! You are the number one searched now, it's amazing!"

  Bie Yunxi was stunned for a while, and saw the phone screen

  #Bie Yunxi#

The first Weibo under the    hot search is a marketing account.

  【The well-known B actress appeared in the trash can late at night, covered with dirt, what did she do? 】

   Someone commented below.

  【What else can I do? I must have wanted to be a mistress and got thrown out. 】

  Bie Yunxi's complexion instantly turned pale.

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