"Second Sister, why are you protecting her?" Zuo Qingya felt wronged." I'm your younger sister. Why are you still speaking up for her?"
Zuo Xianyu raised his head and said slowly," It is precisely because she is an outsider that I have to teach you. No one will say anything if she is willing to be a degenerate."
"As a daughter of the Zuo family, you have to pay attention to your words and actions. Don't lose face in the socialite circle."
"But I just can't stand her." Zuo Qingya pursed her lips, and her eyes suddenly lit up. "I remember that she still had a lot of good things in her room. Anyway, she's about to leave soon, so I'll take back all the things first."
She stood up and went upstairs.
Zuo Xianyu did not stop her this time.
No matter what, Si Fuqing had been using the Zuo family's money all these years. Everything in her room should belong to the Zuo family.
Zuo Xianyu finished the cup of black coffee, touched up her lipstick in front of the mirror, and picked up her handbag to go to work.
Upstairs.
Si Fuqing's bedroom was at the innermost part of the fourth floor. Other than that, this floor was filled with guest rooms.
Zuo Qingya had the spare key that she had taken from Mrs. Zuo, so she entered the room easily.
The bedroom wasn't big. There was only one bed and a table with a bookshelf.
"I don't know who you're trying with to impress with so many books placed out?" Zuo Qingya could not hide her contempt. "You didn't even go to high school, illiterate."
She ignored the bookshelf and walked to the table. She picked up a few jewelry boxes that barely caught her eye and muttered, "Poor bastard."
She thought that she would get something good.
Zuo Qingya turned around and was about to leave.
"Bang!"
Her entire body was suddenly pushed against the wall by a strong force. Her back was numb, and there was a sharp pain in her wrist.
Zuo Qingya's hand went limp, and the box fell to the ground.
"You like being a thief so much?" The girl's voice was ethereal and carried a slight smile. "If you have the guts to steal, do you have the ability to take it?"
Zuo Qingya jumped in fright and couldn't help but scream, "Si Fuqing, is it you? What do you want?"
A year ago, Si Fuqing returned to the country with the Starry Sky Girls. She had always been wearing heavy makeup, purple lips, and white eyebrows.
Now that she was barefaced, Zuo Qingya almost didn't recognize her.
"I should be the one asking you that." Si Fuqing's vixen-like eyes curved as she slowly approached her. "What do you want?"
"What can I want?" Zuo Qingya couldn't help but flinch, and immediately became furious. "Of course I want to take back all the things that you've eaten from the Zuo family all these years! You still dare to attack me?"
"Don't worry." Si Fuqing lifted her chin with her fingers, forcing her to look up. "I'm not using yours, otherwise I will return it.""
Zuo Qingya sneered. "You don't have money or power. How are you going to pay me back? Let me tell you, you-"
"Shh, be good." Si Fuqing's hands tightened and she laughed softly. "I don't like people who are too noisy."
Zuo Qingya was stunned, and her mind could not help but sway for a moment.
Then, with a bang, she was pushed out of the door and locked outside.
".."
A few seconds later, Zuo Qingya finally came back to her senses.
She shouted angrily and kept banging on the door. "Si Fuqing! Si Fuqing, how dare you! This is the Zuo family, what right do you have to lock me out!"
"Come out! You bastard with unknown parents, what are you still doing in the Zuo family!"
The door's shockproof and soundproof capabilities were not bad. Si Fuqing ignored her and turned to look at the room.
She didn't look at anything else and walked straight to the bookshelf. There were some professional books on dancing and singing on it.
Some of the pages were already yellowed, and there were small labels of various colors on them.
Si Fuqing's fingers brushed past them one by one, her expression relaxed and lazy.
She knew that she was still in the entertainment industry and was a somewhat famous idol, but unfortunately, she was all infamy.
In her previous life, her sect had allowed the disciples to choose their own place to go out and train. She had also played in Glyn for a period of time.
Glenn, the world's largest film and television center.
The gathering of the best actors and actresses from all over the world was also a gathering place for acting geniuses.
Si Fuqing bent down and pinched her legs and waist. She realized that they were much softer than she had imagined.
It was very easy to practice again.
Other than professional books, there were also three rows of history books, which were heavy and elegant.
The predecessor of the Great Xia Empire was the Great Xia Dynasty, and before the Great Xia Dynasty was the Great Zhao Dynasty. Thousands of years of history were displayed here.
Si Fuqing raised an eyebrow and her fingers accurately landed on a history book.
This was a biography of an emperor.
"The Legend of Emperor Yin."
She had heard her second senior brother talk about this glorious but short history many times.
Emperor Yin was the youngest emperor in the history of the Great Xia Dynasty.
He was perfect and powerful, decisive in killing, and broad-minded for the world.
During his reign, he expanded the territory of Great Xia to the largest extent. He fought for thousands of miles and defeated the barbarians and the Western Continent Dukedom.
The surrounding small countries all worshipped him.
Back then, the Great Xia Dynasty was extremely famous, shaking all the kingdoms in the Western Continent that wanted to occupy Great Xia's territory.
Emperor Yin had dedicated his entire life to this dynasty. He had no wives, no concubines, no children, and no grandchildren. His successors were also adopted from the sect.
It was a pity that heroes were like beauties since ancient times. They were not allowed to see their hair grow old in the world. He died of lung disease, after coughing up blood at the age of 27.
When he came, it was thrilling, but when he left, it was silent.
Si Fuqing had always heard her second senior Brother lament that Emperor Yin had died too early. Otherwise, the entire Western Continent would have been conquered by Great Xia.
He was a natural-born war god, and no one could compare to him.
At that time, she had only heard about it and had not really understood it.
After all, the years were too far apart. When Emperor Yin died, it was only the 436th year of the Xia calendar. Her great-grandfather's great-grandfather was not even born yet.
However, when the same thing happened to her-her early death-Si Fuqing finally became interested in this young emperor.
She stroked her chin and took out the Legend of Emperor Yin and put it into her backpack.
She tidied up her identity card and other necessities before leaving the room.
She would not take anything from the Zuo family.
Si Fuqing had just arrived at the third floor when he heard Zuo Qingya's crying from the first floor. It was very loud and clear.
"Dad, she actually locked me outside the door and even grabbed me. My wrist is swollen!"
"Dad, why should she stay in the Zuo family? Grandpa has already left! She should also get lost!"
Si Fuqing wrapped her coat more tightly and continued to walk down slowly.
When she went down to the first floor, she saw Zuo Tianfeng, who had just returned.
There were dark circles around Zuo Tianfeng's eyes because of all the things around Old Master Zuo, and he was clearly in a bad mood.
Now that he heard Zuo Qingya's complaint, he was even more frustrated and exploded instantly.
"Stop right there." Zuo Tianfeng slammed the table angrily and said coldly," Take out everything in your bag and put it down."
She is not from the Zuo family, and she wants to take away the Zuo family's things?