Chapter 572 Expelled from Feng Family! Almighty Goddess [2 updates]
More severe pain came from Feng Zhaoyi's back, causing her to scream again.
But the physical pain was far less than the impact of vision and hearing on her at this moment.
Only then did Feng Zhaoyi realize that there were not only the Mo family and Qianjunmeng in the main hall, but also a man and a woman beside the elder of the Feng family.
This was the first time she had seen Yu Xiheng in person, but she had seen his photos countless times.
For the first time, Feng Zhaoyi knew what it meant to have a temperament that overwhelms the eyebrows.
She even caught a fleeting sense of familiarity in him that made her heart almost jump out of her chest.
But before she could feel it carefully, her head was pressed down by the elder of the Feng family: "Apologise!"
Feng Zhaoyi's thoughts were in a mess, his heart was so confused that he couldn't even think.
What's going on? !
Why did the Feng family list Si Fuqing and Yu Xiheng as guests?
She originally thought that with the Feng family here, she would not be afraid of Si Fuqing, but why did the person being looked down upon turn out to be her?
The extreme embarrassment made Feng Zhaoyi almost breathless, and her voice was as thin as a mosquito: "I'm sorry."
"louder!"
Feng Zhaoyi pinched his palms, his face turned red, and he yelled: "I'm sorry!"
"Are you trying to deafen people with such a loud voice?" The eldest elder of the Feng family was furious and slapped Feng Zhaoyi on the face, "A man who is almost thirty years old doesn't even have this kind of tutoring? To whom? Where are you apologizing? I didn’t even scream!"
As soon as he thought that Feng Zhaoyi wanted Yu Xiheng to marry him, his heart was already in his throat, and he wanted to die to apologize.
Feng Zhaoyi still dares to make small moves here!
It’s so desperate!
"I'm sorry, I was wrong." Feng Zhaoyi collapsed and finally cried, "It's my fault. I shouldn't have taken action against Miss Si for my own selfish reasons. I also don't dare to disrespect Mr. Yu. They are all mine." Wrong, please forgive me, Great Elder."
For Feng Zhaoyi, whose heart is as high as the sky, asking her to apologize to Si Fuqing and Yu Xiheng is even more uncomfortable than killing her.
"What are you selfish about?" The eldest elder of the Feng family slammed the table, "Tell me everything!"
Feng Zhaoyi didn't dare to hide anything at all, and told everything about her meeting with Ling's commander in Beizhou and everything that followed.
Even Mrs. Feng and Father Feng didn't know about these things. They looked at Feng Zhaoyi blankly, unable to understand what she did.
The eldest elder of the Feng family became even more angry: "Your conscience has really been eaten by a dog!"
Xiaobai groaned, he wouldn't eat such a black heart.
Si Fuqing finally turned around and glanced at the unmoving man: "Isn't this still you?"
A man with two faces, a monster with a black heart!
Yu Xiheng pondered for a moment and looked back at her with a smile: "It seems so?"
"It seems like it is, but it is." Si Fuqing muttered, "You can attract bees and butterflies even if you don't show your face."
"Sorry." Yu Xiheng whispered, "Next time I will follow your instructions and cover my body."
Si Fuqing paused for a moment: "It's better to forget it, it's not convenient to move."
He said nothing more, just looked at her.
The smile in his eyes was soft, as if the stars in the sky were hidden, falling bit by bit, filling the Milky Way.
When a clear sense of youth and a reliable sense of maturity appear in a man at the same time, his attraction is fatal.
Si Fuqing avoided his gaze and said with a serious expression: "Boss, my heart has been hurt. I want to increase my year-end bonus."
Yu Xiheng just followed her: "Yeah, add it."
As soon as Feng Zhaoyi looked up, he saw the two of them looking at each other "affectionately", without noticing her at all.
Her hands couldn't help but tremble, and she finally couldn't help shouting: "Si Fuqing, you are stepping on two boats, you are shameless! He is so good to you, but you still want to go behind his back." Are you worthy of raising a pretty boy outside?"
"He asked T18 specifically for a spot in military training for you. How could you do such a thing? I'm going to report you to Zero!"
The eldest elder of the Feng family was shocked and angry, and kicked Feng Zhaoyi directly in the heart: "You bastard!"
Treason, simply treason!
Si Fuqing blinked and said with great interest: "He is so kind to me, what can you do? Go ahead and sue him, come on, I'm optimistic about you."
He was already seriously injured, but in a fit of rage, Feng Zhaoyi spit out a mouthful of blood, his face as pale as paper.
"Take your daughter and get out!" The eldest elder of the Feng family became more and more angry as he spoke. "From today on, you are prohibited from even setting foot in Feng City!"
When things have reached this point, there is no room for maneuver.
Father Feng and Mrs. Feng had all eaten from the Feng family these years. They didn't take anything and were kicked out directly.
Others in the main hall, including Mo Yan Wen and Xiao Wenjian, felt their scalps numb and felt extremely stressed.
He said that Emperor Yin was a pretty boy, and his life was not enough for him.
Yu Xiheng naturally saw the uneasiness of several people, and he said: "Qingqing, the plane is ready. I'll ask Feng San to take you off."
Si Fuqing was eager to give it a try: "Brother Ninth, I can also fly a plane. I can go back by myself."
"Can't."
"..."
She picked up Xiaobai and turned around, obviously not wanting to pay attention to him.
Yu Xiheng sighed amusedly: "There will be a chance in the future, Feng San."
Feng San took the gift from the eldest elder of the Feng family and sent Si Fuqing out.
The eldest elder of the Feng family dismissed the others, leaving only Mo Yan and Xiao Wenjian.
Mo Yanwen thought for a long time before finally speaking: "Your Majesty is not angry?"
The pretty boy undoubtedly said that Yu Xiheng only had one face and no strength at all. This was clearly an insult to Emperor Yin, the God of War.
"I'm not angry." Yu Xiheng hummed lightly, "I did it on purpose."
Mo Yanwen thought for a moment and then understood. He smiled: "It turns out that His Majesty showed weakness in front of Miss Si in order to stimulate Miss Si's protective desire."
Yu Xiheng raised his eyebrows slightly: "Sometimes being too smart is not a good thing."
Xiao Wenjian: "..."
High, really high.
He would try the same thing when he went back, pretending to be weak, maybe Mu Qingmeng would feel more sorry for him, and his family status would also be improved.
**
At this moment, outside Fengcheng.
"Yiyi, what are you doing?" Mrs. Feng was very disappointed, "You are destroying yourself, do you know?"
How can they live without the Feng family?
Quality of life and status are gone.
"Mom, Dad, don't worry." Feng Zhaoyi pinched his palms with a gloomy expression, "Soon Si Fuqing will also have to accompany me!"
She was having a hard time, and Si Fuqing couldn't even think about feeling comfortable.
Mrs. Feng did not believe what Feng Zhaoyi said. She wiped her tears and cried desperately: "Don't you see how respectful the great elder is to her? How can she accompany you? Yes."
"Zhaoyi, she is not someone we can offend. Please stop struggling fearlessly."
Feng Zhaoyi sneered: "Mom, what she cares about most is her reputation and status in the entertainment industry, and her fans who are willing to fight for her. Without these, do you think she would be miserable?"
Mrs. Feng froze suddenly.
She didn't understand the entertainment industry: "Zhaoyi, you..."
"Wait a minute, I've already written an email to Mr. Ladson." Feng Zhaoyi's eyes were full of resentment, "She will soon become a street rat and everyone will beat her up, and she will be humiliated internationally."
She would never give up just like that, even if she died, she would make Si Fuqing fall off the altar.
**
Because the filming task could not be delayed, Si Fuqing rushed back to the "Light" crew that night. She was determined to be more curled than Qu Lingyun, so that she could defeat this king of involution.
The assistant director and other crew members suffered the most. They had never seen an actor take the initiative to urge the director to shoot faster.
"Director, Teacher Si, something happened!" At this time, the deputy director hurried over, "A designer abroad accused Xi Jiangyue of plagiarizing one of his designs from the year before. Someone translated the news from the Internet into Chinese and moved it. Come here, Weibo has exploded now.”
The brand Xijiangyue is a very niche national style brand. Under the leadership of Si Fuqing, it gradually gained a foothold in the Great Xia Empire. The improved summer clothes also set off a new trend in the country.
Of course, Qu Lingyun knew that it was a brand specially developed by Lan. He was already half-dead, but he didn't expect to be saved by Si Fuqing.
He frowned: "What's going on?"
The assistant director handed over the tablet.
# Si Fuqing #
# Xijiangyue, plagiarism #
# LN Chief Designer Ladson #
[Haha, it’s such a disgrace that it was sent abroad. It’s obviously something that belongs to my ancestors, so why should I find it copied by foreigners? 】
[It was really embarrassing to be directly pointed out by the designer. I immediately threw away all the Xi Jiangyue clothes I bought. It’s bad luck! 】
[Can you do something original? It would be really embarrassing if this was really discovered on the show floor. 】
"This is the plagiarized and original picture they said." The deputy director called up the picture. "Several designers in the design industry have identified it and confirmed that it is indeed plagiarized."
Qu Lingyun frowned even more: "This is not the style designed by Ladson."
This is obviously an ancient costume derived from the Daxia Empire.
Ladson does not work at Lan, but is the chief designer of another internationally renowned brand, LN.
He had also applied for a job at Lailan, but he failed Gu Wenzhu's assessment.
More importantly, Ladson has never been to the Daxia Empire at all. In the few interviews he has accepted, he also looked down upon the Daxia culture.
The assistant director wiped his sweat: "But he did release this design two years ago, but it has never been made into ready-made clothes. The corresponding timeline can be found on social accounts."
Presumably the design brand company Ladson worked for did not pay attention to the trend of the Daxia Empire, so this design drawing became the bottom stock of the box.
What also makes the assistant director very strange is that although Xi Jiangyue was invited to the international show, his international reputation has not yet developed. How could Ladson suddenly pay attention to Xi Jiangyue?
"Let me take a look." Si Fuqing took it. She glanced at Ladson's design and suddenly realized, "Oh, this is my draft."
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