Chapter 165 - 165: Great God, You Have Fallen Off The Horse (1)


    Trantor: _Min


    It was the very image of Mrs. Pei charging at Si Fuqing that Zuo Qingya captured.


    She had taken several photos in session at the time and chose to delete all but that one, which matched perfectly with her narrative.


    And coincidentally, standing next to Si Fuqing was a visibly anxious Pei Mengzhi, a perfect match to her narrative.


    Zuo Qingya, who regrly unted luxury goods on Weibo, basked in the


    adoration of her followers, who were aware of her wealthy status and often ttered her.<div>


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    Using her real name as her Weibo ID, her followers were well aware that she belonged to the Zuo family.


    [Si Fuqing again?]


    [Seriously, it’s Si Fuqing, what is she even doing?]


    [Does she have no brains? Daring to snatch someone else’s fiancé? Isn’t that a homewrecker?]


    [Rich sister, don’t be mad, we’ll help you get her trending!]


    Zuo Qingya reveled in the satisfaction as the frustrations she felt from dealing with Si Fuqing began to dissipate.


    At this time, it was 8:30 PM, precisely when Si Fuqing would not be online.


    The Mousses were finally able to respond promptly this time.


    [How dare you show your face? Did you forget the video from a while back?


    How did you bully Qingqing before? You sent her to the hospital several times!]


    [My wife hasn’t even sued you for attempted murder, and here you are bbering away.]


    [I’mughing, my wife doesn’t need a man, she’s stronger than one. Who


    Imows where this so-called fiancé of yours popped up from, scurry off!]


    [So what if you’re from a wealthy family? I’ll tell you the truth, I’m a local from


    Sijiu City, and I’ve never even heard of the Zuo family.]


    With the Mousses joining in, thements on Zuo Qingya’s Weibo skyrocketed.


    Worried that Si Fuqing might log on and counter the negativity herself, the Mousses typed faster.


    Zuo Qingya hadn’t anticipated Si Fuqing’s fans to have such strong fighting capabilities.


    In a fit of rage, she threw her phone.


    As she stood up, a wave of dizziness hit her.


    Zuo Qingya nearly copsed.


    “Third Miss!” The butler saw her and rushed over to support her to the couch, deeply concerned, “Are you okay?”


    “I… I don’t know,” Zuo Qingya was puzzled, “I just had my meal, and I don’t usually suffer from low blood sugar.”


    Recently, she really felt that something was off, sometimes even feeling an inexplicable chill in her body.


    “Grandpa Butler, are there any temples around Lin?” Zuo Qingya rubbed her arms, “I… I want to get an amulet.”


    “There’s one in the east of the city,” the butler answered, “Liushan Temple. The old master used to go there often to offer incense. The old madam also wanted to go a few days ago, but she hasn’t been well.’


    “Alright,” Zuo Qingya immediately agreed, “I’ll go there tomorrow, and I’ll also get one for grandma.”


    The butler smiled, “Third Miss, you are so thoughtful.”


    As Zuo Qingya went upstairs, she contacted a marketingpany. “Hello, yes, like before, by tomorrow noon at thetest, I want Si Fuqing on trending.”


    The next morning.


    Youth With You Training Base.


    After just one day of rest, Lin Qingyan hurried back to work.


    Still recovering from a serious illness, herplexion was pale, and shecked the strength to teach, so she could only sit and watch the trainees practice.


    Lin Qingyan also keenly sensed that after her forced challenge ended in failure, these trainees still showed her superficial respect, but there was a lot of resentment underneath.


    She never expected that the foundation she had worked so hard to build would be so easily shattered by Si Fuqing.


    “Qingyan, there’s trouble, ” her agent approached, frowning, “The makeup line from Daifei, I just contacted them, and they’re signing Si Fuqing. They’reing to the program today.”


    Lin Qingyan nearly lost her grip on the cup, “What happened? Wasn’t it agreed upon a while ago that it was for me?”


    “No choice,” the agent sighed, “The buzz from yourst drama has long passed. Right now, among those of the same type with high poprity, the top ones won’t ept, so it went to Si Fuqing.”


    Lin Qingyan indeed felt panicked.


    At twenty-five, she was still young, but in the entertainment industry, she was no longer a neer, unable topete with the constantly emerging fresh faces and new generation idols.


    Especially since she hadn’t sessfully broken into the film and television industry.


    Si Fuqing was following the same idol path as she did, fully capable of recing her.n/?/vel/b//jn dot c//om


    “Forget it, let’s just avoid the issue,” her agent suggested. “If we can’t confront her, can’t we at least hide? Let’s just keep a low profile..”</font>