← After Being Robbed of Everything, She Returns as a Goddess

Chapter 152: Si Fuqing: Don't like me? Endure it (1)

After Being Robbed of Everything, She Returns as a Goddess

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The more she spoke, the redder her circles, and there was an undisguised hatred in her eyes.

Lin Qingyan had gone to the hospital just now.

The doctor said that the use of cosmetics that contain toxic heavy metals cause skin allergies and resulted in this appearance.

Because she had undergone plastic surgery before, Lin Qingyan always treated her face with caution.

All of her skin care products and cosmetics were specially customized, and it was impossible for them to have excessive heavy metals.

And only in yesterday's shooting of the third episode of the program, she and Si Fuqing were in the same dressing room.

Who else would tamper with her cosmetics besides Si Fuqing?

Lin Qingyan suddenly stood up and gritted his teeth: "Do you hate me so much? Do you want to ruin my face?"

"I made your face look like this?" Si Fuqing looked at Lin Qingyan's face with interest, "Then you underestimate me."

She casually straightened her hair and chuckled softly: "If I really want to attack you, not to mention your face, your hands, and your legs will all be gone."

"Have you ever heard of the bone-crusher potion used by martial arts sects? Just add a few drops and you will be gone. It's way more simple."

“......”

There was a sudden silence in the room.

Everyone looked at the girl sitting on the chair in shock.

She squinted her fox eyes, the ends of her eyes were curved, and she smiled widely and mischievously.

Lin Qingyan was stunned and even forgot to shed tears.

It was as if she was falling into the icy and snowy world, with a chilling chill piercing through her bones.

"Just kidding." Si Fuqing clicked her tongue, "I only do this in games. I hope you guys don't play a game with me, you won't survive if I bump into you."

"Si Fuqing!" The producer was completely enraged, and he slammed the table. "You need to consider carefully. How many shocking things have you done in less than a month?"

"How many?" Si Fuqing still sat in a grandfather-like posture, not serious. "Hmm, let me think about it. Retrieve the music equipment, deal with the people who spread rumors, and bet on removing makeup."

“It doesn’t seem to be that serious. Do you want me to be riskier? I can try harder.”

The producer was so angry that his chest heaved and his face turned red.

He had to admit that at least a quarter of the popularity of the show was supported by Si Fuqing, whether it was anti-fans or fans.

The other quarter was Xie Yu.

The producer believed that once they asked Si Fuqing to withdraw from , Xie Yu would withdraw from the competition without hesitation.

Then the entire program would be over.

They could only endure it.

"Who entered the dressing room yesterday?" The producer turned his head and looked at a few staff members, holding back his anger. "Except for you all."

A few people shook their heads.

One of the staff members pursed his lips, hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "No one has ever entered the dressing room."

He wasn't stupid and was naturally able to guess what happened.

Lin Qingyan's face was definitely related to Zuo Qingya.

But on one side was the Zuo family's young lady, and on the other side was Si Fuqing, who had been kicked out by the Zuo family.

Even fools knew who to choose.

"No one has come in, did the cosmetics do it themselves?" The producer angrily slapped the table, "Mentor Lin's face ruined itself?!"

"What's the use of looking for someone? Is surveillance just a decoration?" Si Fuqing raised her eyes. "Do you have a brain? Don’t you know how to access the surveillance?"

"Mentor Si, did you know that the surveillance couldn't be accessed at all?" Lin Qingyan laughed in anger. "The state meeting is about to be held in Lincheng. The stadium was closed last night and outsiders are not allowed to enter."

"The program team can only rent for half a day. This is an order from the Xizhou Administration. Do you think you can access the surveillance?"

Si Fuqing raised his eyebrows: "How do you know that I can access it when I say so?"

Lin Qingyan laughed angrily, tears falling again: "Things have become like this. I just need you to admit and apologize. Is it difficult?"

Si Fuqing ignored her and made a phone call, "Yes, I'm fine. I need surveillance footage from 2pm to 6pm yesterday at the Central Sports Stadium, yes, dressing room 13 on the third floor."

"Oh, because I'm a cute little salted fish* who abides by the law and adheres to the rule!"

*salted fish: people who have no intention of doing anything.

Feng San, who finished answering the phone: "???"

It made sense, he could not refute it.

Feng San really wanted to know who the T18 investigator Si Fuqing hired last time, but it seemed impossible.

He turned his head and told the story once again.

Yu Xiheng picked up his pen and dropped the last word, with a flat tone: "Make a call and say it's from me."

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