After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God

Chapter 354: Her Teacher, The Scary Thing about Miss Si (3)

Translator: _Min

[I saw one of the trailers the show put out contained Crocodile Lake, eagerly waiting. ]

Xu Jianian rose to his feet, a gentle smile on his face. “Let me help you with that,” he offered graciously. “Thank you so much, Teacher Si.”

“Sure,” Si Fuqing handed the geese to him. “Then you do it.”

Catching the geeses, Xu Jianian remarked, “These must weigh over ten pounds each, right?”

“Probably,” Si Fuqing nodded, then turned to the others. ‘Come, Teacher Yuan, Teacher Shen, Yaoyao, have some snacks. ”

She also politely offered some to Qi Shuning, who was nearby. “Would you like some?”

Qi Shuning declined again, “My stomach feels a bit off; I’d rather not eat.”

Xu Jiayear returned after dealing with the geeses, handing Si Fuqing a wet wipe with a slight smile. “There’s some dirt here. Wipe it off.”

Xu Jianian’s fans quickly sensed something unusual.

[Emmm, didn’t anyone else notice how tenderly Jianian looks at Si Fuqing?

This is a survival show, not a dating show. It feels weird.]

[Please, new stars should take the right path. Don’t think about hitching a ride on the fame of seniors to boost your popularity. Don’t act righteous but be a green tea bit*h at the same time.]

Xu Jianian, a top start with 90% of his fans being girlfriend or wife fans.

The last female celebrity who had previously been involved in a scandal was still being criticized on Weibo.

Despite her raise in fame, she also gained a lot of haters.

Despite the notoriety, some agencies still tried to link their female artists with him for publicity.

[Do you have a persecution complex? Didn’t you see your brother taking the initiative to approach her?]

[Laughing, my wife only loves money. Your brother doesn’t have the slightest resemblance to money, so no deal.]

[She only focus on her careers, not romance. Get lost quickly.]

“Wow, this is really good,” Ning Luoyao admired, “Qingiqng, your cooking skills are amazing too. Is there anything you can’t do?”

Si Fuqing responded calmly, “I didn’t make these. They were made by my girlfriend. I dug a hole and hid them, and the director didn’t find out.”

Xu Jianian’s hands twitched.

The chat was filled with question marks. [??? You have a secret girlfriend behind my back!]

[Who is it? Come out and face me!]

“Shush,” Si Fuqing raised her head and looked seriously at the camera. “All lovely girls are my girlfriends.”

[Help… How can she flirt so effortlessly?]

[I declare, from today, I am a girlfriend fan of Si Fuqing.]

[Girlfriend fan +1]

Ning Luoyao exclaimed in delight, “Wow, then I am one too!”

Qi Shuning couldn’t listen any longer and stood up to take a walk around the area.

Si Fuqing’s strange words baffled her. What was this talk about girlfriends? It was nonsensical.

Yet, oddly enough, the fans seemed to love it, mirroring the eccentricity of their idol.

Meanwhile, in Sijiu City.

The hospital was brightly lit and bustling.

Zuo Tianfeng waited anxiously outside.

He had pulled many strings to arrange a meeting with a doctor from the Lin family, unsure if they could save Zuo Zonghe.

An hour later, the lights in the surgery room dimmed, and the door opened as the doctor emerged.

Zuo Tianfeng hurried forward, “Doctor, how is my son? Is he… is he alright?”

Zuo Zonghe’s injuries were severe; his mother had fainted at the sight of them. “It’s too late,” the doctor shook his head. “He’s awake, though. Go see him.”

“Not… not saved?” Zuo Tianfeng felt as if struck by lightning, his world crumbling.

How would they continue the family lineage now?

Clutching his fists tightly, he waited until the nurses transferred Zuo Zonghe to a room before entering.

Zuo Zonghe, bandaged from head to toe, became agitated upon seeing his father. “Dad, Dad!”

“What happened?” Zuo Tianfeng inhaled deeply. “Who did this to you?” He vowed to make whoever harmed his son pay dearly.

“Dad, Dad!” Zuo Zonghe’s speech was slurred, “Si Fuqing, she is… she is—”contemporary romance

“Si Fuqing?” Zuo Tianfeng’s expression darkened at the mention of the name..

“What about her?”

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