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Chapter 492: Si Fuqing is actually Yun Lan (1)

After Being Robbed of Everything, She Returns as a Goddess

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After hanging up the phone, Lin Qingyan slowly let out a breath and finally revealed a smile.

Soon, Si Fuqing would disappear from the entertainment industry.

Although she had some scandals, none of them had been deeply investigated, so they weren’t a big deal.

As for the incident with , it would be forgotten in a few days.

Lin Qingyan also knew very well how to play the victim and act weak.

As long as she pushed all the responsibility away, everything would be fine.

But Si Fuqing was different.

Si Fuqing relied on her so-called “Daxia divine beauty” to attract so many fans.

If the fans found out that Si Fuqing’s face was fake, would they still like her?

Of course not.

This time she had made thorough preparations. There was absolutely no way anything could go wrong.

**

Meanwhile, at the hotel.

Xie Yanqiu sat on the sofa with her arms crossed. “Speak. Where did the clothes come from?”

Xie Yu stood in front of her, while the dance outfit he had worn the previous night lay on the bed.

It hadn’t been very clear when watching from the audience, but now that she was closer, with Xie Yanqiu’s keen eye, she could immediately tell that it was one of Lan’s core designs.

And it was even the style she liked the most.

Xie Yanqiu was usually busy traveling all over the country handling supernatural incidents, and fashion was pretty much her only hobby.

All of her clothes were produced by Lan, so she naturally knew exactly what Lan’s design style looked like.

Xie Yu calmly lied through his teeth. “The program team gave it to me.”

“The program team gave it to you?” Xie Yanqiu slapped the glass coffee table. “Do you think your mother is stupid? If the program team could give you clothes like this, would you still have your votes suppressed?”

“Mom, this isn’t home. Don’t smash someone else’s furniture,” Xie Yu said lazily. “It really was given by the program team. What, do you think I bought it?”

“You could buy it?” Xie Yanqiu sneered. “Even I can’t buy it, and you think you could?”

Xie Yu: “...”

“I’m confiscating this outfit.” Xie Yanqiu coldly packed away the dance costume. “I’ll put it on display. Don’t even think about wearing it again.”

“Sure.” Xie Yu nodded. “You can display it. Judging by the materials, it looks pretty valuable. Can I trade it for a year without you hitting me?”

Xie Yanqiu ignored him completely. “I’m going to browse Qingqing’s Chaohua*.”

*Si Fuqing’s fan community page.

What Si Fuqing had said yesterday had shocked her as well.

An eighteen-year-old girl actually possessing such courage and resolve—

That was truly rare.

Xie Yanqiu began thinking about how to lure Si Fuqing over to her side.

She glanced at Xie Yu and looked away in disdain.

Well, making her a daughter-in-law was no longer possible.

She would have to think of some other way.

“Son, what is this Suxing Sports?” Xie Yanqiu frowned. “I saw people in Qingqing’s chaohua saying Suxing Sports wants to harm Qingqing.”

“Hm?” Xie Yu narrowed his eyes slightly. “It’s the biggest investor in this talent show I’m participating in.”

“The biggest?” Xie Yanqiu looked up. “How much did they invest?”

“About one billion yuan.”

“Trash.”

Xie Yu: “...”

“Tell your father to acquire that Suxing Sports company,” Xie Yanqiu said. “Daring to act so arrogantly with just one billion—how embarrassing.”

She continued scrolling through posts in the chaohua, occasionally chuckling.

Xie Yu turned his head away.

His mother really had gone crazy.

He was about to leave when he suddenly heard a crack.

Turning back, he saw that the glass coffee table had shattered under Madam Xie’s palm.

Xie Yu immediately sensed something was wrong. “Mom, what did you see?”

“See for yourself.” Xie Yanqiu laughed angrily. “Where did this rumor come from now, saying Qingqing had plastic surgery?”

Xie Yu took the phone and looked.

It was a newly trending topic, ranked high on the hot search list.

#SiFuqingPlasticSurgery#

Clicking into it revealed a marketing account’s pinned post.

[@InsiderUncleBa: Take a look at Si Fuqing two years ago, then look at Si Fuqing now. Calling it a ‘complete face change’ isn’t an exaggeration, right? Lianmei Plastic Surgery Hospital welcomes everyone—anyone can have a divine beauty.]

Three photos were attached to the post.

One of them was a surgical consent form with Si Fuqing’s signature on it.

The popularity of the debut night was at its peak, and the post also included Si Fuqing’s name, so the views shot up instantly.

[Wait, who is this fat person? So ugly.]

[This is Si Fuqing from two years ago? No way. That’s kind of disgusting.]

[Can’t people lose weight? Why must it be plastic surgery? Are you blind?]

[Qingqing was sick at the time and took hormones, which made her gain weight. What plastic surgery? Trash marketing account—reported.]

[Weight loss can’t change your face like that. These are clearly two different people. I knew no one could have such a perfect face naturally. Turns out it’s plastic—an artificial silicone face.]

Mu Si (Si Fuqing’s fans) were fighting on the anti-rumor front, but many hired commenters and haters were flooding the replies, and a chaotic battle quickly broke out.

“The entertainment industry’s usual tactic—stepping on one person to promote another,” Xie Yu said after reading. “Not a big deal, but someone is definitely behind this.”

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