After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God

The loud "boom" sound was very clear in the silent corridor.

The trash can on the cleaning truck is already half a person tall, which is more than enough to hold a Bieyunxi.

The hotel staff were 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 of this moment.

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

Xishang took the credit and said, "Brother Ninth, throw it away. It won't be visible now."

Only then did Yu Xiheng put down his hand, with a calm expression on his face: "The person in charge."

Three words are a statement, but the pressure they bring is huge.

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

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

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

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Yu." The hotel manager was still apologizing, "I've waived your accommodation fees for the past few days. You see..."

Yu Xiheng wiped her hands and said lightly: "There will be no next time."

This sentence caused a cold sweat to break out out of thin air on the hotel manager's back.

As a hotel manager, he certainly wouldn't have known that Bie Yunxi had come to this floor and drank the spiked wine.

He allowed such behavior not to help Yun Xi.

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

Even a man can't control Bie Yunxi's pitiful and charming look.

But the hotel manager never expected that such a beautiful woman as Bie Yunxi would be thrown into the trash can.

Not only that, Yu Xiheng also saw what he was thinking!

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

Yu Xiheng opened the door, led Si Fuqing in, and blocked everyone else out.

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

How stupid he is!

If he had known that Yu Xiheng was related to Si Fuqing, how could he have thought that Yu Xiheng could like Bie Yunxi?

The hotel manager walked carelessly and almost rolled into the elevator.

**

In the presidential suite.

"What did you cover my eyes for just now?" Si Fuqing looked at him coldly, "She came to 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 at work, her variety show live broadcast served as background music.

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

This made him realize that people of the same sex were also people he needed to be wary of.

Si Fuqing: "...Okay."

This explanation suited his character so well that she had nothing to say.

Yu Xiheng lowered her eyelashes.

After a moment, he suddenly smiled and said, "Can I call you that? I see all your little fans call you that."

Si Fuqing was startled, but then he immediately responded: "...Wait for me to practice my control ability, it's too fast, I'm not ready yet."

She has long been used to it when the Muss call her that.

But Yu Xiheng is different.

"Yes." He tilted 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 without trace, but it was beating the tip of my heart crazily.

Two words are enough to set off a storm.

Si Fuqing stood up suddenly: "I'm going to take a shower!"

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

Is the role wrong?

**

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

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

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

The cell phone rang, very urgently.

Si Fuqing picked up: "Hey, Tangtang, what's wrong so late?"

"Qingqing!" Yu Tang said anxiously, "Why didn't you say that the variety show you guest-starred in was actually Yunxi!"

Si Fuqing groaned: "Is it important?"

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

Yu Tang said: "Qingqing, have you forgotten that I told you several times that it was this Farewell Yunxi who crawled into my uncle Jiu's bed and was finally thrown out?"

Si Fuqing: "..."

Yu Tang seemed to have said that.

But she really had no impression.

"Qingqing, don't look at this Yunxi who looks innocent on the outside. She is really broken." Yu Tang was very angry, "I have a friend whose fiancé was cheated by her, and she pretended to be pitiful afterward. After a miserable sale, she always wanted to go to the celebrity circle in Sijiu City."

"The nation's first love is all marketed, and she still takes the innocent route. Bah, it's disgusting. It's from her on that I don't believe in those characters in the entertainment industry."

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

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

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

"Yu Tang." Yu Xiheng's voice was calm, neither happy nor angry, "This is not something that Qingqing needs to take care of personally. If there is such a thing in the future, just tell me directly."

Yu Tang was stuck for a moment, not knowing what to say.

But in just a second, she suddenly understood.

Yu Tangchao said loudly: "Uncle Jiu, you are such a good man. No wonder Qingqing likes you. Men's affairs should be solved by men. How can there be such a responsible person like you, Uncle Jiu!"

Yu Xiheng snorted: "Is the pocket money still enough?"

Yu Tang said confidently: "It's not enough."

Feng San, who came to deliver supper, heard these words clearly: "..."

When it comes to asking for pocket money, there really is no one better 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 team then proceeds to record.

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

It was also Si Fuqing's first time here. She brought a special notebook to record important things at any time.

Zhang Qiang saw it and sneered slightly.

The live broadcast hasn't started yet, so why bother pretending to be a studious person with a notebook?

Zhang Qiang turned around and saw Bie Yunxi's stiff expression. She was a little confused: "Yunxi, what's wrong with you?"

Bie Yunxi smiled sadly: "No, it's nothing."

She took a shower seven times when she went back yesterday, but she still felt a putrid smell on her body.

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

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

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

Bie Yunxi raised his head suddenly, with tears in his eyes: "Stop talking!"

Zhang Qiang just thought she was not embarrassed, so she wisely kept her mouth shut.

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

"Here we come." Si Fuqing responded.

Zhang Qiang curled her lips: "I don't know what kind of privileges are given to her."

"Director." Si Fuqing walked over, "What do you want from me?"

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

Si Fuqing raised her eyebrows.

The director stepped aside.

It was a middle-aged professor and 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 Sijiu City and has something important to discuss with you."

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

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

"The International Games will start soon, so I came here to ask you if you are interested in being a substitute."

Middle-aged professor: "...???"

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

Do you know how to play badminton and table tennis?

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

Fortunately it's not table tennis.

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

When it comes to table tennis, she no longer seals off her love, but completely breaks up with her.

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

This is called difference. What do others call it?

Is there any problem with the definition of the word "poor"?

"Okay." Coach Mo was very happy, "I recognize your ability, but you still need to be assessed. After you finish recording the variety show these days, come with me to the Daxia Sports Association."

She took out a business card and handed it over.

Si Fuqing put the business card away, thinking that he might get a bonus from the International Games, and he felt a lot better.

She whistled: "Professor, the live broadcast will be live in a while. Let's play two more games to warm up, shall we?"

"No, no, no." The middle-aged professor immediately waved his hand, "No more tennis, we won't play anymore, we can just sit back and do archaeology."

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

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

"Farewell Yunxi." The producer, who had not been seen much, suddenly appeared with a cold face, "Come on."

Bie Yunxi's heart skipped a beat.

She lowered her head, not daring to look at anyone else, and hurriedly followed the producer.

"Producer Liu, you are looking for me..."

Before Bieyunxi finished speaking, he was interrupted.

The producer put his cell phone in front of her and said, "See for yourself! You are now the number one trending search topic. That's amazing!"

Bieyunxi was stunned for a moment and saw the phone screen

# Bie Yunxi #

The first Weibo post under the hot search was a revelation from a marketing account.

[A well-known B actress appeared in a trash can late at night, covered in dirt. What was she doing? 】

Someone commented below.

[What else could I do? I must have wanted to be a mistress but was thrown out. 】

Bie Yunxi's complexion instantly turned pale.

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