After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God

Su Yang glanced at him, her brow slightly furrowed.

“Yes, let’s start eating,” Yu Tang distributed the menus with a smile. “Don’t be shy, we’re all family here. Order whatever you like.”

Family?

The assistant director glanced between Si Fuqing and the ever-composed Yu Xiheng.

After a few seconds, realization dawned on him.

No wonder.

Miss Si was married young.

It made sense now why Su Yang’s gaze held such disapproval.

If he had a sister who had married, he’d probably be just as begrudging towards their spouse.

Lost in thought, the assistant director began to concoct a script in his mind.

The seclusion of Linjiang Pavilion was perfect, ensuring no risk of leaks.

The waiters filed in, bringing the dishes.

“Although it’s not ideal to discuss work over a meal, I can’t help but ask, God Su,” the assistant director rubbed his hands excitedly. “There’s a program on Great Xia TV. Would you be interested in being a guest?”

They hadn’t considered inviting Su Yang initially.

Firstly, her status was too high, akin to a ceiling in the entertainment industry.

Secondly, Su Yang rarely appeared on any shows and avoided interviews whenever possible.

But who could have predicted this twist of fate? He was actually conversing with Su Yang!

Su Yang looked up: “Is Sister there?”

The assistant director nodded eagerly: “Yes, yes, Miss Si is a regular guest.” Su Yang hummed in agreement, “Alright.”

“Fantastic! And Miss Si is truly kind-hearted,” the assistant director said, tears welling up in his eyes. “The show is for charity, and she’s even waived her pay.” Yu Xiheng turned his head, “Charity?”

“Yes,” Si Fuqing replied lazily, “I only need enough money to support myself. Anything more is unnecessary, and it’s just a few episodes. Such a high pay is burdensome for me.”

For her, money was powerful but not as valuable as her own being.

She needed to focus on regaining her strength.

And, the real spender wasn’t her but…

Si Fuqing’s expression turned cold.

Little Bai, knowing it was at fault, cautiously extended its fluffy little paw and gently scratched her sleeve.

Si Fuqing slapped its head ruthlessly, cold in her voice, “Don’t touch Daddy’s clothes.”

Little Bai began to roll around, whimpering.

Yu Xiheng sat beside Si Fuqing.

He raised his hand, hovering over Little Bai’s head, but didn’t touch it.

Little Bai was confused.

Wasn’t he going to pet it?

Then it looked up and saw a pure gold piece in the man’s palm.

Its radar for gold, inherent to a Pixiu, activated instantly.

Pure gold!

No impurities.

Little Bai’s eyes sparkled.

It glanced warily at its master before quickly devouring the gold.

Burp.

Satisfied.

The life of a Pixiu was fulfilled.

Little Bai became lively, wanting to rub against Yu Xiheng’s trousers.

But it didn’t succeed.

The man chuckled softly, his voice slow, “Alright, listen to her.” Little Bai, caught off guard:

It had a feeling that life was not going to be easy from now on.

While the newsmakers, Si Fuqing and Su Yang, were dining, the day’s performance had already hit the hot search on Weibo.

#SiFuqing, Bass#

#SiFuqing, Divine Mentor#

#SiFuqing, Approachable, Handles Matters Personally#

#Xie Yu, Blonde#

#Mysterious Drummer#

[Help, what’s the deal with this woman? How can she be good at everything, with such a deadly gaze!]

[Just one look from her, and I feel she’s about to conquer everyone.]

[Just asking, is there any godlike mentor like Si Fuqing? Fans of a certain green tea, you can’t muddy the waters now, can you?]

[I’m so curious about the drummer’s appearance! Did any sisters manage to capture it?]

[Alas, no. Not only did I not capture it, but I’ve also been searching the bar for two hours without a glimpse of God Su. So sad, I could cry.]

As the director and planners anticipated, the sixth episode of the program had just gone live less than four hours ago and was already experiencing an explosive increase in views..