After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God

Si Fuqing pondered.

Didn’t these fans have anyone else to worry about on the internet?

After a moment’s thought, she picked up her pet, took a few quick photos, and posted them.

[@SiFuqing: No selfies, but here’s a picture of my dog for you all [Picture]] The moment she posted, the comments section filled instantly.

[First!!!]

[Ah, wifey’s dog is so cute!]

[What breed is this doz? Never seen it before.]

[Wow, it’s even wearing a little skirt! Did you knit it yourself, Miss Si? It looks like a little fairy!]

Little Bai proudly did a spin.

Of course, it was a cute little fairy.

“Good girl,” Si Fuqing patted her furry head, “Daddy’s in a good mood today, so you get an extra piece.”

Little Bails eyes lit up, almost drooling.

“Hey, Teacher Si, you’re not still rationing dog food, are you?” Xu Xiyun questioned after her dance routine, “It’s so small; it should eat more.” Little Bai nodded, making a soft whining sound.

Si Fuqing snapped coldly, her face expressionless, “What do you know?”

Ever seen a pet that only eats gold bricks?

Ever seen a spendthrift that’s all intake and no output?

No one in this world could understand her pain.

Given permission to eat an extra gold brick, Little Bai happily rolled on the floor.

“Teacher Si, your dog seems like a little lady, but acts like a street thug,” Xu Xiyun chuckled, “It’s gonna be hard to find her a mate in the future.”

Si Fuqing stroked Little Bails head thoughtfully, “Finding a mate is indeed problematic.”

What kind ofcreature could possibly match a mythical beast like Pixiu? It was indeed a perplexing issue.

Little Bai was immediately displeased and growled angrily at Xu Xiyun.

Xu Xiyun shrank back.

No wonder it was Teacher Si’s pet; like owner, like pet, both instilled fear in people.

“Eating so much and you’re still not regaining strength,” Si Fuqing tapped Little Bai’s head, “I can’t go on with my ‘salted fish’ life without you.”

Back in the Free State, she didn’t need any form of transportation; having the Pixiu was enough.

Little Bai also felt sad.

It too wanted to grow bigger, to be more majestic.

To be able to eat a basket of gold bricks in one bite.

“Teacher Si,” Xie Yu suddenly spoke, “Do you have any siblings? Blood-related, I mean.”

“Hmm?” Si Fuqing turned her head, her fox-like eyes narrowing slightly, “No.”

“Teacher Si, you were adopted by the Zuo family, right?” Xie Yu focused intently on her, cautiously asking, “Before that, were you in an orphanage?”

“Pretty much,” Si Fuqing took a sip of her cola, recalling a bit, “My memories before the age of five are somewhat blurry, but I did live in an orphanage.

Why?”

She hadn’t made any efforts to investigate her own origins after waking up.

However, both she and Ji Xingzhi believed that if someone was willing to spend a large sum to hire a Master of Yin-Yang to draw a luck-transferring formation to steal her fate, then she was either a woman of great luck, or something close.

Although the concept of luck was abstract and elusive, there was indeed a notion of people with great luck.

In history, there were many individuals of great luck, most of whom were commanders or royal figures.

Notably, Emperor Yin had single-handedly reversed the fortunes of his dynasty, an indication of his immense luck.

Si Fuqing’s eyes grew colder, and the smile on her lips turned slightly scornful. “Tch.

She had never known what a life of good luck felt like, always being injured in the past. Once she reclaimed all her luck, she planned to enjoy it thoroughly.

“Teacher Si, your family must be really heartless,” Xu Xiyun fumed. “You’re so beautiful, kind, and adorable, how could they abandon you?”

Ifshe were in my family, who wouldn’t cherish her like a treasure?

Si Fuqing glanced at him, unamused. “It seems like you aren’t running enough.”

Compliments sounded fine coming from her own lips, but when someone else said them, it oddly filled her with a sense of social embarrassment.

“I apologize, Teacher Si,” Xu Xiyun instantly dropped to his knees, “I just can’t understand how anyone could have parents so heartless.”

Si Fuqing’s gaze remained calm, her voice impassive. “There are many heartless people in the world, which is why you can only rely on yourself.” Xu Xiyun scratched his head. “Yeah, I guess.”

After a long silence, Xie Yu spoke up again. “Teacher Si, don’t you think we look somewhat alike?”

Little Bai vigorously nodded its head, as if to confirm the resemblance. “Ah, you have a point,” Si Fuqing tilted her head. “How old are you, again?” “I just turned 20 this past February,” Xie Yu answered, his voice casual.

“Twenty? I’m 18,” Si Fuqing’s demeanor suddenly turned icy. “Don’t think that because we look alike, you can act familiar and pull rank on me. Understand?

People call me ‘big brother.”‘

Even Xie Yu seemed momentarily stunned by her statement.

He couldn’t help but chuckle, his shoulders shaking vigorously. “I apologize, Teacher Si. I meant no offense.”

“Good, because I have no interest in having siblings. Life’s much better when you’re on your own,” Si Fuqing threw her empty can into the trash bin. “Mhmm,” Xie Yu crossed his arms, “I do wish I had a little sister, though.”

“Brother Xie, I also wish you had a sister,” Xu Xiyun perked up. “Then, I could marry into your family.”

No sooner had the words left his mouth than he met Xie Yu’s deathly stare.

Xu Xiyun:

Did he said something wrong?

Just then, the door to the dance studio was knocked upon.

“Teacher Si, someone is looking for you. He’s waiting in the lounge,” said a respectful staff member.

“Looking for me?” Si Fuqing raised an eyebrow. “Who is it?”

The staff member shook his head. “I’m not sure. It’s a young man, but he didn’t give his name.”

“Alright,” Si Fuqing stood up, stretching her limbs and gesturing towards Xie Yu. “You guys continue practicing; I’ll be right back.”

She left the dance studio and followed the staff member to the top-floor lounge, where silence enveloped the space, devoid of others. The staff member pushed open the door. “Teacher Si, right this way.” Si Fuqing hummed in acknowledgment and moved forward.

Inside the lounge, Yu Yao sat in a chair, a cup of hot tea set before him. Upon hearing footsteps, he lifted his head, his expression ice-cold.

Si Fuqing sized him up briefly. From the slight resemblance he bore to Yu Tang, she realized he was Yu Tang’s third brother.

Had she pursued him in the past?

Her memory was generally good, but details like this often escaped her.

Besides, she had encountered many beautiful people in her life—her master, her elder senior brother, her second senior brother, and now Yu Xiheng. Yu Yao didn’t even make her top ten list.

“He’s here for me?” Si Fuqing leaned against the doorway, her demeanor casual.

She offered a slight smile. “Are you sure?”

The staff member looked puzzled. “Yes, isn’t he someone you know, Teacher

The man was strikingly handsome and well-dressed, his clothing clearly expensive. His ensemble, complete with a wristwatch and leather shoes, was worth at least several hundred thousand, not something the average person could afford.

He certainly didn’t seem like some obsessive fan.

Ever since Si Fuqing had removed her makeup yesterday, the training base of “Youth With You” had been crowded with people. Thankfully, security had kept them at bay.

“No,” Si Fuqing shrugged, not sparing him another glance. “My students are waiting for me. The performance the day after tomorrow is crucial.”

The staff member nodded absentmindedly, still somewhat confused.

Yu Yao, however, could no longer contain himself. He strode toward her, taking three steps in the space of two, his voice tinged with irritability. “When did you meet Qingwei? Are you using her as a template for plastic surgery?”

At these words, Si Fuqing finally halted.

Slowly, she turned her head to face him..