Translator: _Min
Qi Shuning’s body trembled violently, her expression filled with even greater fear.
“Yes, every generation has its failures, but there has never been a failed generation,” Si Fuqing said, her smile cold at the edges of her lips. “You have failed, and you are unworthy.”
At these words, Yu Xiheng’s gaze suddenly darkened.
And then, Qi Shuning let out a piercing scream and fainted away.
Chen Ying stood behind, clearly seeing Qi Shuning’s ribs shattered by Si Fuqing.
With a laugh and without changing her demeanor, she had crippled a man.
Is this considered having no martial strength?!
Chen Ying glanced at Xi Jiang, mentally noting this incident.
“Boss, please don’t be angry,” Si Fuqing turned around, starting to smooth things over. “What does she know, daring to judge our idol? I’ve taken care of her. ”
Yu Xiheng paused, looking at her. Seeing her cheerful expression and serious tone, he sighed after a moment, seemingly in resignation.
With the pressure gone, Feng San, regaining his mobility, pulled Xi Jiang and Chen Ying away, taking Qi Shuning with them.
Chen Ying was still puzzled, “Since when did Emperor Yin become Brother
Nine’s idol?”
Although Emperor Yin was indeed a man admired by all, Yu Xiheng having an idol was quite unexpected…
“I’m not sure either,” Feng San shook his head. “But it’s true that whenever
Miss Si praises Emperor Yin, Brother Nine’s mood seems to improve.”
Chen Ying pondered, “That’s an interesting method to get a raise.” He decided to try it sometime.
In the room, now left with just the two of them, Yu Xiheng finally asked,
“Feeling better?”
“Much better,” Si Fuqing replied, laying back down on the bed. “No problems at all.’
Yu Xiheng hummed softly.
Then he raised his hand, placing his palm on her forehead to check her temperature.
His expression under the sunlight was gentle, devoid of the sharpness and aggression from before, “You don’t have a fever anymore.”
He sat down beside her, his voice slow, ‘You can talk to me about anything. Keeping things to yourself always causes problems, don’t you think?” Si Fuqing paused, “Did I talk in my sleep? Sorry, I…”
“You were calling out for your sister,” Yu Xiheng interrupted her. “And, don’t apologize. I told you, it’s not your fault.”
“It’s really nothing,” Si Fuqing fell silent, hugging her knees and looking out the window. “People always long for the past.”
Forgetting is the true death.
She could not forget.
“Your power went out of control in your sleep,” Yu Xiheng didn’t press further, taking out a bracelet, “Wear this, so you won’t attract the attention of the Evolved Beings Alliance.”
The Evolved Beings Alliance, although called an alliance, had a complex and chaotic relationship and power dynamics within.
Thanks to the Supernatural Management Bureau in Great Xia, the alliance had never interfered, but there were still unruly members entering Great Xia, causing trouble.
“Yeah, yeah, I won’t,” Si Fuqing raised her hands, showing off the brightness in her fox-like eyes. “Boss, look, I’m wearing the things you gave me on both hands. Doesn’t it show how much I love and respect you?”
Little Bai glanced at her, turned over, and presented its back to the bed.
It wasn’t gold; it couldn’t be eaten.
Ever since it ate a gold necklace belonging to its dog owner, Si Fuqing had stopped wearing any pure gold items on her.
A sorrowful life for a pixiu.
Yu Xiheng’s expression remained unchanged, but he smiled slightly, “Mhmm, but if your performance isn’t good, there will be no salary.” Si Fuqing:
Has her boss become immune to her invincible flattery so quickly?
It’s okay, she is clever enough to eventually figure out a new method.
Yu Xiheng stood up.
He placed his hand again on top of her head, rubbing it, “I need to step out for a bit. Contact me if you need anything.”
“No problem,” Si Fuqing waved lazily. “Go on with your work, boss. I can take care of myself.”
He had been by her side these past few days, surely accumulating a pile of tasks.
Truly a boss who cares for his employees.
Si Fuqing decided she must work harder, to earn more money.
Her phone rang at that moment.
Si Fuqing looked at it and answered.
“Hey, big brother!” On the screen, JI Xingzhi flicked his hair, “You’re okay now, right? Ah, I’ve got problems myself. I’m still drifting at sea, finally seeing the edge of Southern State.”
“Do you know that chair from the Spirit Alliance? Boy, has she got a temper…”
Si Fuqing glanced at the sea behind him, choosing to ignore, “Did you catch the person?”
“Of course,” JI Xingzhi snorted. “Who do you think I am? I’m the sixty-second generation leader of the JI family.. Have I ever failed to catch someone?”