They cringed every time they saw Si Fuqing's heavily made-up face.
"Her makeup is so ugly; her real face must be even uglier than that of a man who can't be seen in public. I don't know where she gets the confidence to pursue Yu Yao."
Not to mention Lincheng, even the socialites in the old city were chosen by Yu Yao.
Si Fuqing has no family background and no reputation, but she is thick-skinned.
"What a pity that Mr. Zuo is gone," a young master sighed. "The good days for Si Fuqing are over too."
Another person added, "Speaking of Zuo Xianyu from the Zuo family, he's really amazing. He's only 24 years old and already the vice president of the Zuo Group. We all grew up in the Zuo family, so how can we be different?"
"I used to think Zuo Xianyu was pretty, but she can't compare to that girl just now!"
"I think so too. If I hadn't been so exhausted today, I would have definitely gone up to her to start a conversation."
After hearing this, Yu Yao finally raised his eyelids and casually glanced in the direction they were pointing. He only saw the girl's back.
She has a slim waist and long, straight legs.
The girl skipped forward like a little fox out for food.
Yu Yao narrowed his eyes, a hint of doubt in his pupils.
Why does that figure look familiar?
"Oh, by the way, Ah Yao, hasn't Si Fuqing been pursuing you these days?" a young man joked. "I heard she entered the entertainment industry because of you. To be honest, why don't you give me a response?"
Yu Yao finally spoke, his eyebrows and eyes indifferent: "She doesn't deserve it."
"Okay, let's not talk about her. Ah Yao, are you going back to Sijiu City? When will you come back?" the young man asked again. "You mentioned your uncle before, he..."
Yu Yao's expression changed slightly, and he tugged at his tie irritably. "It depends on the situation. Let's go; don't bother me."
He walked away with a cold face, not looking back, leaving the young masters looking at each other in bewilderment.
They didn't pursue the topic and didn't dare to ask any more questions.
They don't understand what's happening in Beijing, and they are not qualified to comprehend it.
They felt lucky to be acknowledged by Yu Yao, so they didn't dare inquire about his family affairs.
Here, Si Fuqing returned home, slammed her hands on the kitchen table, and chopped a pound of pork ribs for herself.
After putting all the ingredients into the pot, she felt very satisfied. "Not bad; I'm still pretty good—"
Before she could finish her sentence, there was a loud bang.
Si Fuqing jumped back just in time, grabbed the kitchen door, and peeked at the gas stove.
The bad news was that the pot had exploded.
The good news was that it didn't hit her this time.
In the past, her eldest brother was responsible for cooking, and she, being the ninth in line, was considered kitchen waste.
Even if she wanted to cook a meal, her seniors would chase her away, fearing she would cause an explosion.
Was she really that dangerous?
Okay, maybe a little.
After all, she was someone who had blown herself up before.
Si Fuqing sighed, cleaned up the mess, and made a bowl of instant noodles, feeling a sense of despair.
She had spent fifty dollars on spareribs, and they were sacrificed like this, along with the pot.
After eating a mouthful of instant noodles, Si Fuqing felt rejuvenated.
She opened her laptop and typed in a URL.
This laptop was several years old and had poor performance. Its only advantage was that she had bought it with her own money.
However, the downside of being outdated was that the computer froze as soon as she pressed Enter.
After a dozen seconds, the system announced that the reboot had failed, and the screen went completely black.
Si Fuqing: "…"
Yes, God just likes to go against her.
She put down the instant noodles, opened the back cover of the computer expressionlessly, and took out a screwdriver.
While repairing the computer, she hummed a song: "I am a repairman. I am never in a hurry. I will only start repairing the computer when it explodes..."
A few minutes later, the computer came back on and ran more than ten times faster.
Si Fuqing clapped her hands: "Done."
If that doesn't work, she could work as a computer repairman on the overpass.
The page scrolled, and four words appeared in the center of the screen: Daxia Escort Agency.
Like the Zhongzhou Mohist School, the Daxia Escort Agency has also remained powerful for thousands of years. It has the most robust bodyguard system in the entire Daxia Empire and is also well-known internationally.
She had taken on a few bodyguard assignments when she was bored and wanted to make some extra money.
Si Fuqing glanced at the homepage and saw various tasks, such as protecting high-risk areas and celebrities.
She didn't even consider logging into her old account but happily registered a new one and started checking tasks.
Unfortunately, either her level was not high enough, or the mission locations were too far from Lincheng.
She was now someone who couldn't even afford a train ticket.
Si Fuqing looked patiently and finally saw a newly refreshed task.
She stroked her chin and said, "The daily salary is 100,000, for three days in total, the destination is Yancheng, with food and accommodation provided. It seems not bad."
There is no mistake in the content of the job; just go to the 6-9 book bar and take a look!
Yancheng is right next to Lincheng, backed by mountains and rivers, and has simple folk customs.
If anyone had hired her for such a low price before, she would have made him climb as high as possible.
But times are different now.
She is flexible and is just starting over. She has died before, so what is there to be afraid of?
Si Fuqing clicked accept, entered her ID information, and received the interview location and number.
After exiting the official website of the Daxia Escort Agency, she thought for a moment and typed in the word "oracle."
This is one of the games she had played before.
A new page quickly popped up on the screen, and the game promotional video played automatically. The style of the video was grand and exquisite, comparable to an action blockbuster.
Si Fuqing raised her eyebrows. "Tsk, this game has been around for quite a while."
After downloading the official chat software of the game, Si Fuqing slowly logged into her game account.
When she first logged in, she couldn't see anything clearly. Countless red dots were flashing, and several dialogue boxes popped up.
[Big Brother?!]
[Fuck, big brother, you finally came back after disappearing for almost four years?!]
[Hurry up, big brother! A new dungeon will be released next month. Take me to be the first to kill; you are not allowed to take anyone else with you, hmm!]
Si Fuqing: "…"
It's fine that the game is here, but why are these people here too?
She decisively exited the software and went straight to bed.
The next day.
Si Fuqing was awakened by the alarm bell.
She stayed in bed for a while with wild hair, rubbed her face, washed it casually, and then went out.
Due to poverty and the lack of public transportation nearby, she chose to ride a shared bicycle.
After pedaling frantically for twenty-five minutes, she finally arrived at her destination.
Si Fuqing rubbed her sore butt and sighed, "It's not as comfortable as flying my fighter plane."
She raised her head and looked forward.
This was a private villa with a garden. In Lincheng, the starting price for such a house is at least 500 million.
Even if it's not as big a family as the Zuo family, it's not much different.
Si Fuqing finished the last bite of her bun, put her mask back on, and walked forward.
There was someone at the door recording numbers, and she handed her number plate over.
"Well, number 30…wait." The man raised his head and frowned when he heard her voice.
The bodyguard industry is filled with tall and strong men; what can a little girl do?
Si Fuqing: Maybe I will just beat someone up qwq