After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God-Chapter 1270 - 612 slapped in the face exploded 2 more

Chapter 1270: 612 slapped in the face, exploded [2 more updates]_2

Chapter 1270: 612 slapped in the face, exploded [2 more updates]_2

Her expression was one of intense agony; her skin took on a bluish hue, and bulging veins appeared, clearly enduring great pain.

“Relax,” Si Fuqing’s hand pressed on her back, her voice gentle, “this is your own power; don’t reject it. Learn to accept it and breathe with me.”

Gradually, the veins on the little girl’s arms disappeared, and her eyes regained their clarity.

She lowered her head, somewhat shyly, “Thank you, Sister Qingqing.”

“It’s nothing,” Si Fuqing was very patient, rubbing her head, “you can ask me if there’s anything you don’t understand.”

The little girl nodded, then hesitated, “Sister, why are you helping me?”

Though the In family forbade immediate members from slaying each other, it didn’t prohibit strife; on the contrary, it was highly encouraged.

Everyone wanted to be the sole genius of the family; not suppressing others was already considered kind.

Si Fuqing was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, “I’m also helping myself.”

She was helping the person she once was.

Before the age of five, she had roamed freely in Free State. It wasn’t easy for a young child to learn survival on this treacherous continent.

Until Wanlan appeared.

“From today on, you have an additional sister. Don’t be afraid; your sister will look after you from now on.”

“I’m the third in line; you’re my younger sister, so you’ll be the fourth. How about the surname Si?”

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“To stem the tumbling waves and support a collapsing edifice, your name will be Si Fuqing. This way, just by seeing our names, everyone will know you are my sister, and no one will dare to bully you.”

It was as if a ray of light broke through her dark world.

But in this world, nothing is permanent, and even the brightest light will eventually fade.

“Qingqing.”

Someone called her from behind.

Si Fuqing came back to her senses, stood up, and turned around, “Uncle.”

“I’ve placed the gold and ores in your courtyard,” In Yaonian shook his head with a smile, “Fred’s sudden visit even startled me; I didn’t expect he was just here to make an apology.”

Si Fuqing blinked, “Uncle Fred is quite amiable.”

Recalling the Lotebar family’s bandit-like demeanor, In Yaonian fell silent.

Fred’s amiability was apparently selective.

**

The next day.

“Light” Film Crew

Over a month of shooting, half of the film’s content was already completed, and actors kept joining the crew.

The most prestigious among them was Grammy Award-winning actor Field Saunders.

He played a minor character who appeared for only three minutes, but this was Qu Lingyun’s movie, and he was willing to be a supporting actor.

“Miss Si, hello,” Field was elegant, his eyes filled with amazement, “I have long heard of your great reputation, and it’s a pleasure to finally meet you today.”

The Divine Beauty that unified Eastern and Western aesthetics was already irresistible in photos, and seeing the person was even more impactful.

“Hello,” Si Fuqing nodded slightly, politely shook his hand, then went aside to look at the script.

Field wanted to find a topic for conversation but couldn’t find an opportunity.

Until the end of today’s shoot, when he extended an invitation to Si Fuqing.

“I’m sorry,” Si Fuqing still politely declined, “my family doesn’t allow me to come home too late.”

She picked up the small white dog and put it into her bag, then boarded the nanny car.

By the time she returned to the villa, it was already ten o’clock at night; Yu Xiheng was busy with official duties and was not at home today.

“Qingqing, it’s time to engage your fans,” Sang Yanqing said meaningfully before leaving, “Don’t forget to post everyday moments on Weibo, not just retweets of drama promotions, or else your fans are going to ask beneath your studio whether you’ve quit the industry.”

Si Fuqing: “…”

Her fans really worried about her day and night.

But posting everyday Weibo updates was genuinely challenging for her.

What should she post?

Si Fuqing gazed at the sky, lost in thought.

The wind moved clouds, the thick fog dissipated, and the moon climbed onto a tree branch.

Her fox-like eyes brightened.

How coincidental.

Si Fuqing took out her phone and snapped a few pictures of the night sky.

She also had the small white dog hold the phone to take a picture of her silhouette under the moon.

After editing the photos, she posted them with the caption,

[@Si FuqingV: The moon is beautiful tonight.]

By borrowing a line once said by Yu Xiheng, she had accomplished her daily Weibo update task.

She truly was a little genius.

Si Fuqing put down her phone, picked up the small white dog, and entered the bathroom.

The small white dog barked plaintively, splashing in the water.

“You ungrateful girl, behave!” Si Fuqing held her down, “If you don’t take a bath, you can forget about eating gold bars; do you really think you’re a dog?”

The small white dog could only accept its merciless owner’s torment.

It bathed with a resigned look, eagerly rolling a few times on the dry towels before dashing out.

By the time Si Fuqing was done with her ablutions, it was already eleven o’clock at night.

She picked up her phone, which had several missed calls.

There were calls from Sang Yanqing, from Yu Tang, and a few other friends.

Si Fuqing raised an eyebrow.

Just then, Yu Tang called her again.

“Sansan, why are you calling so late?” Si Fuqing asked lazily, “Are you adjusting well to life at Etno University? Is Lu Xingheng still there?”

“Qingqing.” Yu Tang didn’t address those questions but spoke gravely, “Your Weibo has exploded, and it’s blown up on trending topics too.”

Si Fuqing paused, “Hmm?”

What had she done?

Yu Tang coughed lightly, “Qingqing, you better check it yourself.”

Si Fuqing opened Weibo.

Because there were so many messages, her phone lagged.

A few seconds later, her name appeared in the trending section, followed by an explosion icon.

The Weibo post she made an hour ago had surpassed a million shares, and the comments had exceeded two million.

She was seeing such a data chain for the first time.

The top comment read:

[Honey, I love you too!]

[Sob sob sob, be honest and confess who you love, otherwise why would you post ‘the moon is beautiful tonight’?]