After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God

Chapter 418: Exposing All of Qj Shuning’s Evil Deeds on the Inte(2)

Translator: _Min_

“I am Ning Luoyao,” Ning Luoyao announced into the microphone, her voice trembling with emotions. “When Qingqing fell into the water, she was secured with a safety belt. But after we were rescued, her safety belt was found cut through, as if by a sharp tool!”

“I believe the perpetrator will be caught, no matter who they are. They will face their karma! ”

Upon hearing this, the man’s face turned ashen.

The air within the room seemed to thicken with tension at that moment.

“Who could do such a thing?” the woman exclaimed in disgust. “To repay a lifesaving act with betrayal is worse than perishing in the sea tornado.” No sooner had she spoken than she found it hard to breathe.

Shaking her head, the woman stood up, “It’s stuffy here, I’ll open a window.”

The man snapped back to reality.

The air ceased its oppressive thickening.

“How odd,” the woman remarked as she sat back down. “Did you not notice the air thinning?”

The man pressed his lips together, “No, perhaps you’ve just been inside for too long.”

The door opened again, and a broad-shouldered, long-legged youth entered, cradling a basketball. “Dad, Mom.”

“Ah, your mother and I will be away on a trip tomorrow, returning in a few days,” the man informed. “Take care of yourself while we’re gone. Head straight hafter school and don’t linger outside.”

The youth, puzzled, asked, “Both of you are going?”

“Just smatters to attend to,” the man said, offering no further explanation.

“We’re visiting our hometown.”

The youth nodded, not pressing further.

He had heard the term “hometown” before, but it always seemed to bring a heavy atmosphere from his father, deterring any further inquiries over time.

After placing the basketball down, the youth retreated to his room, where the sound of keyboard tapping soon filled the air.

“He’s off to play games again,” the woman lamented, worried. “I see no improvement in his studies.”

“A child’s fortune is their own,” the man replied optimistically. “As long as he can live a peaceful life, I’m satisfied. I have no wealth to leave him; if he doesn’t work hard, he’ll face hardship once we’re gone.”

The woman massaged her temples. “Listen to yourself, what are you even saying?”

“The truth,” the man said, standing. “I’ll pack our things, and we’ll set off early tomorrow.”

Si Fuqing awoke the next morning, fully rejuvenated.

Gu Huiyan had been restless, unable to sit still since hearing of Si Fuqing’s safety.

But unable to visit her until she awoke, Gu Huiyan was the first to arrive in the morning. “Girl, are you alright?”

“Completely fine,” Si Fuqing replied, munching on an apple. “Elder Gu, at your age, you should be the one being taken care of. You’re the one who should be looking after your health.”

“I’m perfectly healthy,” Gu Huiyan retorted with a snort. “Are you sure there’s nothing that feels off for you? Speak up, and I, as your tea… elder, will fetch the stars for you.”

“I’m really fine. My body recovers quickly,” Si Fuqing blinked. “I could even go record a show, climb the knife ladder (1) with my bare hands.”

Gu Huiyan was speechless, his heart couldn’t take the jest.

“You’re a hero now,” Gu Huiyan sat beside her. “The news has been filled with your bravery, saving many. Those people are waiting to thank you once you’re awake. ”

He sighed, a mix of relief and fear lingering. ‘Why rush back into danger to save others? In such moments, most would only think to save themselves.”

The fishermen caught in the sea tempest were numerous, unrelated to the show’s crew.

Yet, Si Fuqing had dived back to save them.

“Why save them?” Si Fuqing paused, the image of Ye Wanlan flashed before her eyes. There was a brief silence before she smiled lightly, “Because someone once told me, saving lives needs no reason.”

Gu Huiyan was taken aback, he froze in place.

After a moment, his expression turned complex. “But you don’t realize, among those you saved, swished for your demise.”

“That’s a matter for another time,” Si Fuqing said lazily. “Let’s keep things separate.”

The sound of a wheelchair approached.

Feng San pushed Yu Xiheng into the room.

Gu Huiyan turned, then suddenly leaped up, mouth agape. “You, you, you’re…”

“Pleased to meet you again, Elder Gu,” Yu Xiheng smiled, meeting his eyes. “It’s been a while. May I have a moment alone?

Gu Huiyan, somewhat disgruntled but recalling something, huffed and left. “I’ll return later.”

Si Fuqing looked up, “Hey, boss, you know him?”

“We met at an auction,” Yu Xiheng explained, holding a bowl. “Unbeknownst to me, I outbid him for an antique.”

Si Fuqing noted, “And yet, you donated it to the Heaven Earth Alliance Museum.”

Yu Xiheng met her eyes, “Yes.”

He then instructed, “Take your medicine.”

Si Fuqing eyed the dark herbal concoction. “Boss, do I have to?” Yu Xiheng, spoon in hand, offered it to her lips without a word.

Resigned, Si Fuqing drank.

After a few sips, a thud echoed.

“Brother Nine, its been one night,” Xi Jiang dropped Qi Shuning to the floor.

“Still alive, barely.”

Si Fuqing turned, “Ah, just as I suspected.”

Hearing a familiar voice, Qi Shuning’s expression froze in disbelief. “You’re alive?!”

Si Fuqing did not die; then why did she suffer all these injuries?

Had her night of terror, surrounded by sharks, been in vain?

Why hadn’t Si Fuqing died?

Si Fuqing’s eyes, sly as a fox’s, curved upwards. “I’m sorry to disappoint you.”

Her head was forcibly turned, a man’s chilly voice near her ear, “Drink.”

He lifted his hand, inserting a White Rabbit Creamy Candy, stripped of its wrapper, into her mouth.

Si Fuqing quickly consumed it, her tongue lightly brushing his fingertips.

Yu Xiheng’s hand paused momentarily, then withdrew emotionlessly.

Qi Shuning’s nerves shattered once more.

It was under Yu Xiheng’s command that she had been thrown into the shark tank.

Yet now, Si Fuqing was being tenderly fed medicine and candy by Yu Xiheng.

The stark contrast was unbearable.

Qi Shuning laughed and cried simultaneously, “You’re alive, you’re actually alive, you didn’t die!”

“Enough noise,” Chen Ying pressed an acupoint on Qi Shuning’s neck, silencing her. “You screamed all night and still have the energy to shout today. Brother Nine, perhaps we should try throwing her into the python pit.”

Yu Xiheng’s eyebrows raised, “That could be worth trying.”

Qi Shuning paled even further. The python pit?

The python pit?

Who is this man, and how could he be so cruel?

Feng San coughed twice, asking, “Miss Si, what would you like to do next?”

“I’m thinking…” Si Fuqing rested her chin in her hand, “How many years does premeditated murder get?”

Understanding her, Feng San responded, “I’ll contact Lawyer Ling right away to give it her all.”

With Ling Feng going all out, the opposition’s lawyer might as well be sentenced too.

“Mhmm,” Si Fuqing clasped her hands together, smiling. “Please take good care of her in prison, keep her alive, don’t let her die.”

The last eight words sent shivers down Qi Shuning’s spine.

It was a fear she felt only when facing Yu Xiheng the day before.

“Brother Nine, the news should be breaking about now,” Feng San mentioned.

“I’ll play it for you and Miss Si.”

Yu Xiheng, supporting his jaw, nodded slightly.

The projection screen descended.

Chen Ying forced Qi Shuning’s head up, making her watch.

The television displayed the latest interview.

A reporter was asking Xu Jiannian, “Mr. Xu, did you witness someone maliciously cutting Miss Si’s safety belt, attempting to murder her?”

Qi Shuning’s face drastically changed, she attempted to lunge forward.

But lacking strength and with Chen Ying not allowing escape, Qi Shuning could only watch helplessly as her malevolence was exposed for all to see.

“Yes, I saw her take out scissors and cut Teacher Sits safety belt. She didn’t want the boat to be pulled back into the center of the sea tornado,” Xu Jiannian paused before the camera, “It was Qi Shuning, a newcomer host at Great Xia

(1) Climb the knife ladder – A traditional activity of the Lisu people