Translator: _Min_
“Did you know Meng Xue’s endorsement fee was a whopping twelve million? I wonder how much they offered you, Teacher Si?”
Si Fuqing didn’t reply but casually tossed the coke can in her hand.
Lin Qingyan’s face changed, forcing a smile, “Teacher Si, I need to go to the hospital. I’ll leave first!”
She practically fled the scene.
Si Fuqing didn’t glance back, returning to the dance studio where she generously fed a certain pixiu three gold bricks.
Little Bai immediately perked up.
“You really are a pixiu, always taking in and never giving out,” Si Fuqing sighed, patting its fluffy head. “Since you’ve been with me, you must have eaten at least fifteen gold bricks. I doubt you’ve regained your ability to speak, let alone your strength.”
To be a spiritual beast, understanding human language and nature, was the bare minimum.
Little Bai whined softly, scratching and scribbling with its paw on the ground.
Si Fuqing glanced at it, her eyes deepening. ‘You’re saying you fell into a coma, lost your strength upon waking, then left the Free State to wander aimlessly. Eventually, you felt my presence and came to me?”
Little Bai nodded.
Seeing Si Fuqing’s continued silence, it wrote a few more words.
—What are you thinking?
After a long pause, Si Fuqing finally spoke. “I’m thinking, maybe I wasn’t killed in that explosion.”
Little Bai’s gaze shifted, letting out an anxious cry.
“Don’t worry, aren’t I alive and well?” Si Fuqing patted its backside. “Who do you think your master is? I’ve done it all, from sky to sea. Just wait, I’ll ride you back in style!”
Little Bai: ‘ .
It shouldn’t have expected much from its narcissistic master.
“Teacher Si, your phone is ringing,” Xu Xiyun approached. “It’s been ringing a lot, seems urgent.”
“Hmm,” Si Fuqing responded nonchalantly, “Let someone else deal with it. Let’s continue.”
Mrs. Pei and Pei Mengzhi waited outside the training base.
They waited until six in the evening, but the gates of the training base remained firmly closed. Mrs. Pei could no longer stand. “Mengzhi, can we go in? Let’s go in!”
“We can’t. If we do, we’ll surely be driven out,” Pei Mengzhi shook his head. “Mum, give up. She won’t save our family, at least not you.”
Mrs. Pei’s body swayed, her heart submerged in regret.
If only she had known Si Fuqing was genuinely capable, she would never have caused trouble on Weibo.
As Mrs. Pei anxiously waited, a car pulled up.
The door opened, and an elegantly suited woman stepped out, heading straight for her.
Mrs. Pei was wary and displeased. “Who are you? I’m busy right now and have no time for other matters.”
“Mrs. Pei, hello, I am a lawyer from Xingting Law Firm, in charge of all external public relations and legal affairs for Miss Si,” the woman said with a formulaic smile. “This is your legal notice and the compensation for defamation you need to pay.”
She handed out a business card.
Xingting Law Firm, Ling Feng.
Behind it, a red pentagram.
It symbolized the core lawyers of Xingting Law Firm, few and far between.
Ling Feng placed the legal notice in the stunned Mrs. Pei’s hands, then suddenly smiled. “Mrs. Pei, do you know how the Chen family disappeared?”
“They offended the Yu family and were taken care of,” Mrs. Pei didn’t understand her point, pausing.. “Why, isn’t that the case?”