Capítulo 20: Yu Xiheng Said, Go Pick Her Up

This was something that Mu Ye did not wish to see.

Not only did he fail to embarrass Si Fuqing in today's assessment, but he also ended up in Class F and did not have the chance to perform the theme song.

Now, he hated Si Fuqing to the core.

However, Si Fuqing was indeed a tool to increase the popularity of "Youth With You." She was extremely useful to Tian Le Media and the production team, so they could not touch her at the moment.

Otherwise, he would have taught her a lesson long ago.

Mu Ye clenched his fists, his eyes cold.

It was just a blind cat bumping into a dead mouse, she just got lucky.

Lu Yan narrowed his eyes and had a hint of doubt in his eyes, but he remained calm. "We'll focus on training. No matter how much she tries, can she get out of the company's hands?"

"The company won't allow anything to go wrong with the show."

Tianle Media was one of the top entertainment companies in the Great Xia Empire. It could be said that they controlled one-third of the lifeline of the entertainment industry.

If Si Fuqing left Tianle Media, she would not survive in the entertainment industry.

Moreover, he heard that Si Fuqing had signed the most overbearing terms with the company. The penalty for termination of the contract was nine figures. Even if she sold herself, she would not be able to afford it.

Si Fuqing would never be able to escape from Tianle Media.

Mu Ye's mood finally improved a little. Just as he was about to continue practicing, he heard Lu Yan say coldly, "What happened to your assessment today?"

Mu Ye's expression froze. "Brother Yan," he quickly explained, "I just didn't expect Si Fuqing to be so be lucky to recognize my vocal range.""

"That's because your own strength isn't enough." Lu Yan frowned. "Originally, you were in Class A and we had to keep an eye on Xie Yu together. Now, I'm the only one left."

Mu Ye pursed his lips.

After the broadcast of the first episode, Tianle Media gave them a strict order. They must not let Xie Yu get into the top three.

However, Xie Yu's popularity was really too strong, almost no one was comparable to him.

Even though Lu Yan already had a large number of fans before he returned to the country, even with the marketing of Tianle Media, he barely managed to suppress Xie Yu.

Mu Ye did not dare to imagine how many more Xie Yu's fans would grow after the show aired for a few more episodes.

"Alright, go to Class F and keep an eye on Xu Xiyun. He's close to Xie Yu." Lu Yan was hinting at something. "Xie Yu seems to think highly of him."

He couldn't touch Xie Yu, but he couldn't touch Xu Xiyun?

While Mu Ye was unwilling in his mind, he pinched his palms and forced himself to agree, "Yes, Brother Yan."

On the other side, Feng San, who had received an accurate reply, hesitated for a moment, then said with a serious expression, "Brother Nine, are you really not going to investigate?"

The Si Fuqing they saw was too different from the one described in the information. It could be said that she was not the same person at all.

However, he was also certain that this was definitely not a disguise technique or any other technology.

If Si Fuqing had been hiding it all along, then she had hidden her capability too deep.

It was time to change their intelligence network.

Feng San was already imagining the scene of his brothers being beaten up.

Yu Xiheng held the teacup and turned it around, unperturbed. "If you suspect someone, don't use them. Since I decided to trust her, I won't investigate."

Feng San pursed his lips. "Brother Nine, what if Miss Si is…"

At this point, he stopped and did not continue.

Yu Xiheng's surrounding was never short of secret agents and assassins who wanted to kill him.

Coincidentally, this type of person was also very good at disguising.

After all, Si Fuqing's skills were too frightening.

Although his impression of Si Fuqing kept increasing, Feng San was still very worried.

"Don't worry." Yu Xiheng's eyebrows moved slightly and he seemed to smile. "She'll come when the money is in place."

Feng San was speechless.

Brother Nine really understands Miss Si.

"Go and pick her up tonight." Yu Xiheng said calmly, "We're leaving at 4:30 tomorrow morning. Xingyun has already contacted for us. We'll just go there directly."

"Yes," Feng San replied seriously.

This time, going to the city of Yan to see the witch doctor was a big matter. They had kept it a secret from both the people in Sijiu and Central Plains.

But even so, some information was leaked, and no one knew how many dangers there would be along the way.

Feng San sighed. He didn't know when his Brother Nine's legs would recover.

At 1:30 sharp, Zuo Xianyu's car arrived at the funeral parlor.

In the center of the mourning hall, there was a coffin carved out of golden phoebe wood. On top of it was Old Master Zuo's posthumous photo.

Si Fuqing stood at the door. With just one glance, he felt a natural sense of rejection.

It was strange.

Her fox-like eyes narrowed slightly, but she still went forward and lit three incense sticks for Old Master Zuo.

When the director heard that the Zuo family had arrived, he immediately came out to welcome them. "So it's Ms. Xianyu, what instructions do you have? Everything the old master needed for his funeral is ready."

"Fuqing wants to come over and see Grandpa." Zuo Xianyu said calmly, "That's why we need to open the coffin.""

"Open the coffin?" Upon hearing this, the director immediately frowned and looked at Si Fuqing with a hint of repulsion.

Those who had interacted with the Zuo family knew how good Old Master Zuo was to Si Fuqing. He would give her anything she wanted.

Now that Old Master Zuo had left, Si Fuqing was still restless and wanted to disturb his coffin.

He had really raised an ingrate.

However, since Zuo Xianyu had spoken, the director could only obey. He ordered people to open the coffin.

A funeral master had already tidied up Old Master Zuo's face and changed his clothes.

Si Fuqing stepped forward and frowned.

Old Master Zuo had indeed died of illness, but his face showed that his luck had been exhausted.

She had never deliberately studied physiognomy, fengshui, or anything like that. She had only learned a little from fifth senior brother when she was bored in the sect.

She could do some simple things easily.

Si Fuqing lowered her head, deep in thought.

Luck was extremely important.

When the dynasty's luck was exhausted, it was time for destruction.

Just like how there had always been an unofficial history saying that if it wasn't for Emperor Yin, who had descended from the heavens and turned the tide, the Great Xia Dynasty would have been destroyed long ago.

Some people were born rich and noble, while others were poor and destitute for the rest of their lives. It was also because of the difference in luck.

She remembered that her fifth senior brother had said that luck could be taken away.

However, stealing luck was against the laws of nature, so there would be corresponding punishments.

Old Master Zuo's death this time was obviously due to the backlash.

Whose luck did he steal?

Si Fuqing narrowed his fox-like eyes and bent down slightly. Just as he was about to take a closer look, a hand grabbed her shoulder.

"Among the few of us, Grandpa likes you the most. Now that Grandpa has left, you're the one who wanted to see him. I thought you were here to pay your respects." Zuo Xianyu said coldly, "Si Fuqing, I'm really disappointed in you.""

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