After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God

Zuo Xianyu didn't grow up with the old man Zuo, and she didn't have a deep relationship with him, but she also felt that it was not worth it for the old man.

Doting on a foreigner, and being so confused that he gave away the family business, what did he get in the end?

Zuo Xianyu has always looked down on her boss Fuqing, but she has to admit that Mr. Zuo treats Si Fuqing so well that she is jealous too.

After so many years, even if you have a dog, you have feelings, right?

Old Master Zuo knows that Si Fuqing is so cold-blooded and ruthless, can he rest in peace under Jiuquan?

Si Fuqing lowered his eyelashes slightly and pushed Zuo Xianyu's hand away.

She smiled briskly and openly, but her eyes contained a bit of cruelty: "Did you touch me?"

Zuo Xianyu's expression changed slightly and took a step back.

"Who are you and are you disappointed in me? How many wines did you drink?" Si Fuqing closed the coffin lid and put his hands in his pockets, "Don't bother me, take care of the Zuo family, be careful."

Hearing this sentence, Zuo Xianyu laughed angrily for the first time: "Si Fuqing, do you know what you are talking about? Still in front of grandpa? Do you still know how to write 'filial piety'?"

"Do you think that if you retreat, we will not cancel the adoption agreement?"

The Zuo family is a big family in Lincheng. Anyone can move it?

What a ridiculous thing to say, it's really funny.

"I know very well that as for the adoption agreement, don't worry, I will cancel it." Si Fuqing tilted his head and smiled lazily, "You know, I don't want to be related."

She just left, and the mourning hall was silent.

Zuo Xianyu stood there, frowning more and more tightly, obviously angry.

The curator watched for a while, and then stepped forward: "Miss Xianyu, don't be angry, the old man is wise, and he will be confused when he is old. It is not worth worrying about such a person."

Zuo Xianyu took a deep breath and pressed his temples: "Grandpa really missed her, so that's fine, see her early and stay away early."

She would not care about Si Fuqing's life or death.

But the 2 billion yuan that was taken away by Si Fuqing is bound to be taken back.

Zuo Xianyu had no last pity left for Si Fuqing.

She bowed to the mourning hall and said lightly, "Grandpa, you are good to her, but she is not grateful. Don't worry, I will help you get the debt back."

After the incense was served, the curator personally sent Zuo Xianyu out and couldn't help shaking his head.

Old Man Zuo is really blind and blind, so why did he adopt a white-eyed wolf like Si Fuqing?

Fortunately, the Zuo family had already seen Si Fuqing's true face, and he also had to remind others to stay away from Si Fuqing.

**

Here, Si Fuqing returned to the training base, and then watched the trainees practice dance.

It's already seven o'clock in the evening.

Si Fuqing came out of the base, rubbed his waist, and was about to scan the code to drive when he heard a whistle.

She turned her head and saw the familiar white car parked behind her.

Feng San stuck his head out of the car window and said respectfully, "Miss Si, Brother Jiu asked me to pick you up."

"Great atmosphere, great boss." Si Fuqing raised his eyebrows and stepped forward, not in a hurry, "The employee benefits are so good, he is simply a good boss that people love."

Feng San hesitated for a while, but didn't answer.

But after a few seconds, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Why doesn't he have such good employee treatment?

When he followed Yu Xiheng, he didn't see anyone driving to pick him up.

Si Fuqing looked out the window, narrowed his eyes, and said slowly, "This is not the way to my apartment."

"Well, Brother Jiu said that he will be leaving at 4:30 tomorrow." Feng San said, "So Miss Si will stay with Brother Jiu tonight."

Si Fu smiled and closed his face, expressionless: "Four, o'clock, half?"

Feng San nodded: "Is there any problem?"

Si Fuqing: "..."

Yes, there are too many.

Even before, she had never lived such a social life.

Her fists hardened.

Feng San said in time: "Ninth brother said that he will add money to Miss Si."

Si Fu leaned loose, and the fox eyes curled up again, with a leisurely tone: "Speak early."

Feng San: "..."

He didn't dare to speak at all.

Just now, Miss Si seemed to tear him and his ninth brother apart.

**

Thirty minutes later, the car stopped in front of the villa.

It was cold in March, and the heating was still on in the living room.

The man is sitting on the sofa and is reading a book.

He was wearing a white sweater and casual pants, but it was hard to hide his slender figure and perfect waistline.

Without the embellishment of the suit, Yu Xiheng's aggressive aura was diluted a little, and he looked a little lazy, exuding a cold and gentle aura.

Si Fuqing didn't mind taking a few more glances, and he admired the beauty generously.

On the contrary, Yu Xiheng, who was accustomed to staring, raised her head first and looked back at the girl in front of her.

No matter when he was Emperor Yin or now, he never lacked sight around him, and he never cared much.

But ordinary people generally can't look him in the eye.

Even the generals who have been guarding the border for many years will be cautious when they see him, not to mention the daughter of a noble family.

Yu Xiheng closed the book and said softly, "What are you looking at?"

Si Fuqing picked up an apple, took a bite, and said in a leisurely tone, "Of course you look good, otherwise what?"

"..."

Feng San, who was holding the water, almost fell to his knees.

What did he hear?

This is the first time Yu Xiheng has heard such a straightforward compliment. He raised his eyebrows slightly and picked it up slightly: "Rest early, get up early tomorrow, the third room on the second floor is your room."

Si Fuqing: "..."

Damn capitalists who exploit workers!

She took back what she said just now, it was not good-looking at all.

But Yu Xiheng, as the boss, did prepare very thoughtfully, she had everything in the bedroom, and she also prepared a few more sets of clothes.

After Si Fuqing took a bath, he relaxed a one-word horse and practiced his waist and legs for a while.

After all, she is a dedicated person, and her work in the entertainment industry must also be done well.

At ten o'clock, Si Fuqing climbed into the big velvet bed to sleep.

She slept lightly and never dreamed.

But today she had a dream, and the content of the dream was still very clear.

In the dream, the old man Zuo did not die of a heart attack, and the Zuo family's business was thriving.

And she unfortunately died when she was resisting Zuo Zonghe's invasion and could not be rescued.

Mr. Zuo was admitted to the hospital because of excessive sadness, and he spent a month recuperating.

After that, she was buried in the Zuo family's cemetery with great fanfare, and the news said that the old man Zuo was benevolent and rich.

But Si Fuqing could see clearly that the old man Zuo had found an onmyoji and set up a formation beside her tomb, and heard the onmyoji say: "Although her luck is not much left, it is enough to guarantee Zuo The family is flourishing."

"It's a pity, people are still dead, otherwise she will be alive, and her luck will be stronger."

After that, the Zuo family really rushed into the wealthy circle of Sijiucheng, the market was expanded to foreign countries, and the king of the Principality of the Western Continent was also befriended.

And even if she is dead, she nourishes the Zuo family with the only remaining luck, and sends the Zuo family soaring upwards, full of brilliance.

At four in the morning, Si Fuqing slowly opened his eyes.

It's December, good morning.

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