After Being Robbed of Everything, She Returns as a Goddess - Chapter 332

After Being Robbed of Everything, She Returns as a Goddess
Chapter 332 –  Don’t move. Move, and you die (1)

Translator : Virichime
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There were many rumors about Duke Mouston.

It was said that he was originally meant to ascend as the king of the duchy, but he had no interest in the position and casually handed it off to someone else.

Yet, the one who held the greatest authority in the Duchy of Mouston was still this duke.

Moreover, he was handsome, wealthy, and charming—a dream suitor for many princesses.

However, he had no intention of marrying, and after all these years, he remained single.

Every day, countless people would travel to the capital of the Duchy of Mouston, hoping to catch a glimpse of the duke.

Who hadn’t heard of Duke of Mouston’s name?

Hearing this, Zuo Xianyu finally lost her patience, her anger flaring. “Si Fuqing, I’m discussing serious matters with you, not joking around!”

“This is his phone number.” Si Fuqing leisurely wrote down a string of numbers. “His private phone. It rarely changes. Try calling him.”

She slapped the piece of paper onto the table in front of Zuo Xianyu.

Zuo Xianyu frowned and glanced at it.

The first few digits were indeed the international dialing code for Duchy of Mouston, but the rest?

Only then did Zuo Xianyu realize she had actually been led astray by Si Fuqing’s words. Her frustration and fury surged. “I told you, I’m discussing serious business!”

There were even rumors that Duke of Mouston’s mother was an Eastern beauty, though this had yet to be confirmed.

But Si Fuqing, a native of the Xia Empire, who had never even set foot in the West Continent, could actually have the Duke of Mouston’s phone number?

“You’re trending right now, gaining more and more fans. You wouldn’t want them to be mocked by other celebrities’ fans—being called followers of a dropout from a nine-year compulsory education system*, would you?” Zuo Xianyu’s expression was cold. “Don’t you think it’s pitiful to be your fan?”

*did not finish school before completing the mandatory nine years of education. 

Si Fuqing finally looked up, her fox eyes still curved, but her pupils held only an icy sharpness.

“So, your bottom line is your fans,” Zuo Xianyu scoffed. “I don’t know whether to call you stupid, putting so much importance on people you’ve never even met.”

“How loyal can fans really be? They like you today, but they’ll like someone else tomorrow. Do you actually think they’re something precious?”

She simply couldn’t understand Si Fuqing’s actions.

Zuo Xianyu had interacted with plenty of people in the entertainment industry.

Every celebrity she had met—who among them genuinely cared about their fans?

They all treated them as tools, nothing more.

Si Fuqing was truly an anomaly.

“Step outside,” Si Fuqing stood up. “Let’s talk outside.”

Zuo Xianyu frowned but still grabbed her bag and followed her outside the police station.

She impatiently glanced at the time. “Alright, we’re outside. What do you—”

Before she could finish her sentence, a sharp slap landed hard on her face.

She didn’t have time to react before another slap landed, this time knocking her to the ground.

Zuo Xianyu’s ears buzzed, and the metallic taste spread through her mouth as her throat burned like fire.

“It wasn’t convenient to do this inside, so we came out to talk.” Si Fuqing bent down, gently patted Zuo Xianyu’s face, and smiled. “You’re right, I do cherish them a lot, so don’t use my fans to threaten me. Otherwise, you’ll die the worst way possible.”

“And one more thing—stolen things will never truly be yours. You should understand that.”

Si Fuqing straightened up, wiped her hands, then turned and walked away.

“Miss!” The driver hurriedly got out of the car and ran over. “Miss, are you alright?”

“I’m fine.” Zuo Xianyu’s body trembled slightly. “Help me into the car.”

She knew that today’s negotiation had completely failed.

But what did Si Fuqing mean by that last sentence?

“Miss, she’s a celebrity now. Why don’t we just expose her on Weibo?” The driver suggested. “Didn’t you say she has a lot of haters? This would be the perfect opportunity.”

“No!” Zuo Xianyu snapped. “The company is about to close a major international deal. My image can’t be tarnished. Besides, if people find out that Si Fuqing slapped me, where would I put my face?”

The driver fell silent.

“Go home.” Zuo Xianyu struggled to speak, her hands shaking from rage. “Call the family doctor.”

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