Zuo Xianyu did not grow up with Mr. Zuo, and she didn't have a deep relationship with him, but she also felt that it was not worth it for Mr. Zuo.

I love a man with a foreign surname and am so confused that I give out the family industry. What did I get in the end?

Zuo Xianyu has always looked down on her boss Fuqing, but she has to admit that Mr. Zuo is so kind to Si Fuqing that she is jealous.

After so many years, even raising a dog, have you still had feelings for him?

Mr. Zuo knew that Si Fuqing was so cold-blooded and ruthless, could he rest in peace under the fountain?

Si Fuqing's eyelashes drooped slightly and pushed Zuo Xianyu's hand away.

She smiled lightly and flamboyantly, but there was a hint of a slight look in her eyes: "Is it that you touch me?"

Zuo Xianyu's expression changed slightly and she took a step back.

"Who are you who are you? How many taels of wine have you been drinking?" Si Fuqing closed the lid of the coffin and put his hands in his pockets. "Don't bother me, take care of the Zuo family, be careful not to be gone."

After hearing this sentence, Zuo Xianyu smiled angry for the first time: "Si Fuqing, do you know what you are saying? Still in front of grandpa? Do you still know how to write the word 'filial piety'?"

"Do you think we won't cancel the adoption agreement if you retreat to advance?"

The Zuo family is a wealthy family in Lincheng, and anyone can move it?

What a ruthless thing you said is really funny.

"I know very well. As for the adoption agreement, don't worry, I will cancel it." Si Fuqing turned his head and smiled lazily, "You have to know that it's me who doesn't want to be related to it."

She left like this, and the mourning hall was silent.

Zuo Xianyu stood there, her eyebrows getting tighter and tighter, obviously she was angry.

The director observed the words and looked at them for a while before he stepped forward: "Miss Xianyu, don't be angry. The old man is wise and will be confused when he is old. It is not worth calculating for such people."

Zuo Xianyu took a deep breath and pressed her temples: "Grandpa has indeed misunderstood, so it's good. See her clearly earlier and stay away sooner."

She doesn't care about Si Fuqing's life or death.

But the 2 billion that Si Fuqing took away must be brought back.

Zuo Xianyu had no last pity for Si Fuqing.

She bowed to the mourning hall and said lightly: "Grandpa, you are kind to her, but she is not grateful. Don't worry, I will help you get this account back."

After the incense was served, the director personally sent Zuo Xianyu out and couldn't help but shake his head.

Mr. Zuo is really blind, so why did he adopt such an ungrateful wolf like Si Fuqing?

Fortunately, the Zuo family has seen Si Fuqing's true face, so he also wants to remind others to stay away from Si Fuqing.

**

Here, Si Fuqing returned to the training base and then watched the trainees practice dancing.

It's already seven o'clock in the evening after get off work.

Si Fuqing came out of the base, rubbed his waist, and was about to scan the code to drive when he heard a whistle sound.

She turned her head and saw the familiar white car parked behind her.

Feng San poked his head out of the car window and was very respectful: "Miss Si, Brother Jiu asked me to pick you up."

"Attractive, generous, and generous, the boss." Si Fuqing raised his eyebrows and walked forward, not being too slow. "The employee benefits are so good, it is a good boss that people love."

Feng San hesitated for a moment and did not answer this sentence.

But a few seconds later, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Why doesn't he have such good employee treatment?

When he followed Yu Xiheng, he didn't see anyone driving to pick him up.

Si Fuqing looked out the window, narrowed his eyes and slowly said, "This is not the way to my apartment."

"Well, Brother Jiu said he would leave at half past four days." Feng San said, "So Miss Si will live in Brother Jiu's place tonight."

Si Fuqing smiled and stopped, expressionless: "Four, dot, half?"

Feng San nodded: "Is there any problem?"

Si Fuqing: "..."

Yes, too.

Even before, she had never lived such a social animal life.

Her fists were hard.

Feng San spoke in time: "Brother Jiu said that he would add money to Miss Si."

Si Fuqing was loose, the fox's eyes bent again, and his tone was leisurely: "Say it earlier."

Feng San: “…”

He didn't dare to speak at all.

Just now, Miss Si seemed to be going to tear him and his ninth brother.

**

Thirty minutes later, the car stopped in front of the villa.

It's late in March and the heating is still on in the living room.

The man was sitting on the sofa and was looking at a book.

He was wearing a white thread and his pants were casual, but it was hard to hide his slender figure and his waistline was perfect.

Without the embellishment of the suit, Yu Xiheng's forced aura was diluted a little, making him look a little lazy, exuding a cool and gentle atmosphere.

Si Fuqing didn't mind taking a few more glances, and also admired the beauty openly.

On the contrary, Yu Xiheng, who was used to gaze, raised his head first and looked back at the girl in front of him.

Whether he was Emperor Yin or now, he never lacked sight around him, and he never cared much.

But ordinary people generally cannot look at him.

Even the generals who have been guarding the border for many years will be reserved when they see him, let alone the daughters of the aristocratic family.

Yu Xiheng closed the book and his voice was gentle: "What do you think?"

Si Fuqing picked up an apple, bit her mouth, and said leisurely: "Of course it's your good looking, otherwise what should I look at?"

“…”

Feng San, who was holding water, almost fell down and knelt on the ground.

What did he hear?

It was the first time that Yu Xiheng heard such a straightforward praise. He raised his eyebrows slightly and raised his eyes slightly: "Go to rest early, get up early tomorrow, the third room on the second floor is your room."

Si Fuqing: "..."

A hateful capitalist who exploits workers!

She took back what she had just said, and it was not good-looking at all.

But as the boss, Yu Xiheng was indeed very thoughtful in preparation, with everything in the bedroom and several more sets of clothes.

After taking a shower, Si Fuqing easily got down a horse and practiced his waist and legs for a while.

After all, she is a dedicated person and she must do a good job in the entertainment industry.

At ten o'clock, Si Fuqing climbed onto the velvet bed and went to bed.

She slept lightly and never dreamed.

But today she had a dream, and the content of the dream was very clear.

In the dream, Mr. Zuo did not die of a sudden heart attack, and the Zuo family's business is booming.

She unfortunately died while resisting Zuo Zonghe's invasion and was unable to rescue her.

Mr. Zuo was admitted to the hospital because of excessive sadness and recuperation for a month.

Afterwards, she was buried in the Zuo family's cemetery with great fanfare. News said that Mr. Zuo was kind and kind.

But Si Fuqing could see clearly that Mr. Zuo found an Onmyoji and set up a formation beside her grave. He heard the Onmyoji say, "Although she has little luck left, she is enough to guarantee Zuoji.

The family is prosperous."

"It's a pity that the person is still dead, otherwise she will have stronger luck if she lives."

Afterwards, the Zuo family indeed rushed into the wealthy circle of Sijiucheng, and the market opened abroad, and they also made friends with the kings of the Duchy of the Western Continent.

Even though she was dead, she nourished the Zuo family with her only remaining luck and sent the Zuo family to the sky, making the family full of glory.

At four o'clock in the morning, Si Fuqing slowly opened his eyes.

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It's December, good morning.

It should be time to add updates~
Chapter completed!