The pressure belonging to Emperor Yin was fully released at this moment, and the sense of oppression was overwhelming.
The dozen or so bodyguards only felt short of breath for a moment.
Then his knees fell to the ground uncontrollably.
“Thump, thump—”
The bodyguards fell to the ground one after another and passed out.
Some even vomited blood.
During the reign of Emperor Yin, people worshiped from all directions.
It is never just a few words in a history book.
That is truly the supremacy of strength.
No one dares to dissent.
Emperor Yin had millions of troops under his command, but he himself was the God of War, only strong but not weak.
"Brother Ninth!" At this time, Feng San came over with Yu Tang.
When he saw the people lying on the ground, he looked stern and took a breath: "These people..."
Yu Xiheng's tone was cool and emotionless: "Take care of it."
This was the first time Yu Tang saw such a scene, and he was truly shocked: "Uncle Jiu, are they coming to assassinate Qingqing?"
"Yes." Yu Xiheng bent down and put Si Fuqing into the back seat, "Go back first."
Yu Tang cautiously stepped forward and found that none of the bodyguards responded. He was so angry that he stretched out his foot and kicked them more than a dozen times.
"How abominable! Those people in the entertainment industry are so shameless, bah!"
Feng San watched helplessly as the faces of the bodyguards were kicked by Yu Tang.
"Wait!" Yu Tang suddenly reacted and exclaimed, "Uncle Jiu was holding Qingqing just now..."
Feng San immediately covered her mouth with a serious expression: "Miss Yutang, please don't tell anyone about Brother Jiu's ability to stand up, including Mr. Yu Qishan."
There were too many people staring at Yu Xiheng.
It is true that it does not pose any threat, but it is also an eyesore when it comes to trouble.
"Don't worry." Yu Tang hummed, "I'm not stupid, I won't let others get in the way of Uncle Jiu."
She wants to buy more time with her fateful CP.
Yu Tang quietly took a photo, and after repairing the picture with satisfaction, he saved a copy on his phone and on the cloud disk.
Then he logged on to Weibo, read Si Fuqing’s super words, and posted a post.
[The number one CP fan of selfish desires: Sisters, let me tell you something, I am so angry. I just saw someone following Qingqing, someone who was doing sports at a fast pace. Fortunately, Qingqing’s friend showed up in time, otherwise Qingqing would have to
He was brutally attacked!]
As soon as this post was posted, it went viral.
[No more talking, I will rush into action tonight. The stock price of this company must be sold to me! 】
【Harming my wife is unforgivable!】
[Wait a minute, sister, your name is Qingqing, who is Yu???]
[Where does this CP come from? Baby Qingqing, have you ever come into contact with celebrities with this word? 】
【Oh, my wife is the one on top, so that’s no problem.】
【???What is your focus upstairs?】
Qingqing is the one on top?
Uncle Jiu is still not good?
Yu Tang thought hard for a moment.
She'll check it out then to see if it's true.
**
The next day, the sun was shining brightly, the wind blew open the curtains, and the house was illuminated by golden light.
On the bed, Si Fuqing suddenly opened his eyes and jumped out of bed.
After her feet landed on the ground, she jumped a few more times before regaining full consciousness.
It's her room.
Si Fuqing recalled what happened last night and found that her memory was somewhat fragmented.
She only remembered that she drank a bottle of juice that Xie Yanqiu gave her, and then she seemed to be drunk.
Later, she seemed to be pulling carrots, and then she dreamed of turning the tide at night, but she had no memory of what happened next.
So how did she come back?
Si Fuqing patted her face, quickly washed up, changed clothes and went downstairs.
There is a bowl of porridge on the dining table, still steaming, and a fruit platter next to it.
"Boss, Tangtang." Si Fuqing came over, "Who sent me back yesterday? I really shouldn't drink alcoholic drinks."
"Qingqing, Uncle Jiu brought you back yesterday." Yu Tang lowered his voice, "I see that Uncle Jiu's clothes are all wet. What did you do?"
Si Fuqing almost broke the bowl and looked at the man with a slender back.
Clothes...wet?
She also wants to know what she did!
Could it be that he vomited?
Yu Xiheng put down the newspaper and said in a voice without joy or anger: "Yu Tang."
Yu Tang immediately rolled away.
"Boss, I'll do your laundry!" Si Fuqing felt very guilty and immediately apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my wine is really bad. What did I do, didn't hit you?"
She used to drink too.
But after drinking alcohol, the entire sect will suffer.
Then the first senior brother and the second senior brother firmly established the sect's iron rule that "ninth junior sister cannot drink alcohol".
From now on, no matter whether it is a party or any other time, there will never be a drop of alcohol.
She doesn't even have the right to eat beer duck.
Yu Xiheng raised his head and smiled: "You mean I'm weak?"
"Absolutely not!" Si Fuqing said righteously, "The main reason is that my wine taste is not good and my actions are not honest. I really can't bear to hurt a hair of yours, boss."
"It's quite dishonest." Yu Xiheng said calmly, "Kicking the quilt while sleeping."
Si Fuqing: "..."
What kind of social death scene is this?
When did she fall asleep in front of her boss?
"Okay, you were quite quiet yesterday." Yu Xiheng sighed softly, "I didn't tell any lies, you just cried yourself to sleep."
Si Fuqing was stunned: "I'm sorry."
No wonder she dreamed of turning the tide at night.
"Why are you apologizing to me?" Yu Xiheng's voice was gentle, "It should be that I didn't notice the employee in time and didn't ease your mood."
Si Fuqing was startled again, and just as he was about to speak, a careless voice came.
“Brother Ninth, those people last night—”
Yu Xiheng raised his head.
There is deep power in the light amber eyes.
Xishang's expression changed and he quickly changed his mind: "I killed all those chickens last night. I'm here to deliver fried chicken to Miss Si!"
Si Fuqing's eyes lit up.
fried chicken!
Her favorite!
"You shouldn't eat something so greasy in the morning." Yu Xiheng raised his head, "Just fruit and hot porridge."
"Okay." Xi Sheng said decisively, "Then Feng San and I will share the food."
He was so curious in the group yesterday that he came over from Mocheng that night.
It happened that Feng San was dealing with restless people.
Canyoning is completely incomprehensible.
Who is so brave and dares to attack Miss Si?
Si Fuqing saw the fried chicken quickly moving away from her: "..."
Forget it, she cried all over her boss's shirt yesterday.
I'll calm down a bit these days.
"Get some more rest today." Yu Xiheng looked at her, "You have to catch a flight tomorrow morning."
Si Fuqing remembered that the assistant director signed her contract and only gave her one day to rest.
The fist suddenly became hard.
Si Fuqing finished his porridge and took out his mobile phone to read the news: "Tsk, Suxing Sports' stock price has actually dropped eight points."
Before the broadcast of the group night, Suxing Sports' stock kept rising because it was an investor.
Now it has been directly returned to the prototype.
Si Fuqing took a bite of the apple: "Boss, what I said yesterday..."
"That's very well said." Yu Xiheng interrupted her with a smile, "Everyone has dreams and they should not be destroyed."
Si Fuqing blinked: "Then boss, what is your dream?"
Yu Xiheng paused and looked out the window.
Outside there are row upon row of high-rise buildings, and the streets are bustling with traffic and bustling.
The sounds of children's play were heard, mixed with the chirping of birds.
Everything is quiet and beautiful.
The mountains and rivers are peaceful, and the prosperous age is stable.
He lowered his eyes and smiled lightly: "It has been realized."
"That's it." Si Fuqing held his chin and sighed.
It seems that she has to find other ways to repay her boss.
**
The group night is still being discussed online, and the popularity is only increasing.
Lu Yan and the other two trainees have been ridiculed all over their Weibo posts.
Lin Qingyan was also nailed to the pillar of shame because she added drama to herself.
Her fans dropped from 9 million to 6 million.
All that fell was live powder.
The rest are all zombie fans bought for the sake of good-looking numbers, and are of no use at all.
Her message board is also filled with private messages and comments from fans, and her former fans are scolding her for not being worthy of being a mentor.
Lin Qingyan's hands were shaking, and the more she looked, the more frightened she became.
What's going on, Si Fuqing ruined the group night of "Young Boys", and Su Xing Movement didn't show any signs?
Why not ban Si Fuqing and expel her from the entertainment industry?
Where is Lu Yan’s family?
"Young Boys" failed to form a group, and the capable trainees all formed relationships with Glenn.
Can Lu Yan's family still be stable?
Lin Qingyan pursed her lips and her eyes became a little gloomy.
It seemed like she was the only one to take action.
She took out her mobile phone and dialed a few numbers to go out.
"Hey, yes, the news about Si Fuqing is that she definitely had plastic surgery." Lin Qingyan said, "I sent you all the information, yes, I don't want money, I just can't stand Si Fuqing.
, Si Fuqing cannot survive in this entertainment industry."