Chapter 1192 - Chapter 1192: 572 Banished from the Feng Family! Almighty Si Goddess [2 Chapters]_2

Chapter 1192: 572 Banished from the Feng Family! Almighty Si Goddess [2 Chapters]_2

The situation has reached a point where there’s no turning back.

Mr. Feng and Madam Feng have lived off the Feng family’s resources for years, not possessing anything on their own, and now they’ve been unceremoniously kicked out.

The others in the main hall, including Even Mo Yanwen and Xiao Wenjian, felt their scalps tingle with immense pressure.

To call Emperor Yin a “pretty boy” would be a death sentence not even multiple lives could compensate for.

Yu Xiheng could see the unease in everyone’s eyes and said, “Si Fuqing, the plane is ready, I’ll have Feng San take you.”

Si Fuqing, eager to try, said, “Brother Nine, I can fly too, I can go back by myself.”

“No, you can’t.”

“…”

She picked up the small white dog and turned around, clearly not wanting to deal with him.

Yu Xiheng sighed in amusement, “There will be other opportunities in the future, Feng San.”

Feng San, carrying the gifts sent by the Supreme Elder of the Feng family, escorted Si Fuqing out.

The Supreme Elder of the Feng family dismissed everyone else, leaving only Even Mo Yanwen and Xiao Wenjian.

After a long pause, Even Mo Yanwen finally opened his mouth, “Your Majesty is not angry?”

Calling someone a “pretty boy” undoubtedly implied that Yu Xiheng had only looks without any real strength, a clear blasphemy towards Emperor Yin, the War God.

“Not angry,” Yu Xiheng replied indifferently, “It was intentional.”

After pondering for a moment, Even Mo Yanwen understood and laughed, “So Your Majesty was showing weakness in front of Miss Si to evoke her protective instincts.”

Yu Xiheng’s eyebrows rose slightly, “Sometimes being too clever isn’t a good thing.”

Xiao Wenjian, “…”

Brilliant, just brilliant.

He would try this himself when he got back, feign weakness, and maybe Mu Qingmeng would pity him more, elevating his status in the family.

**

At this very moment, outside Feng City.

“Yiyi, what on earth are you doing?” Madam Feng was extremely disappointed, “You do realize you’re the one who ruined it all this time, don’t you?”

How would they live without the Feng family’s support?

Both their quality of life and status were gone.

“Mom, Dad, don’t panic,” Feng Zhaoyi said, clenching her palm, her expression dark, “Si Fuqing will soon join me in misery!”

If she couldn’t be happy, then Si Fuqing shouldn’t expect comfort either.

Madam Feng didn’t believe Feng Zhaoyi’s words, wiping her tears, she cried in despair, “Did you not see how respectful the Supreme Elder was to her? How could she be brought down to join you? It’s”

“Yiyi, she’s not someone we can afford to offend; stop your futile struggles,” Madam Feng advised.

Feng Zhaoyi sneered, “Mom, what she treasures most is her reputation and status in the entertainment industry, and those fans who would fight in her corner. If she loses all these, do you think she’ll suffer?”

Madam Feng froze.

She didn’t understand the complexities of the entertainment industry, “Yiyi, you…”

“Just wait, I’ve already written an email to Mr. Laydeson,” Feng Zhaoyi said with venom in her eyes, “Soon, she’ll be as detested as a rat crossing the street, humiliated internationally.”

She would not give up; even if it killed her, she would ensure Si Fuqing fell from her pedestal.

**

Because she couldn’t delay her acting commitments, Si Fuqing returned to the set of “Light” that very night. She was determined to out-hustle Qu Lingyun to surpass the king of intense effort.

The Assistant Director and others in the crew had never seen an actor urge the director to hurry up with the shooting.

“Director Qu, Teacher Si, there’s trouble!” The Assistant Director hurried over, “A foreign designer has accused East Moon of plagiarizing his design from two years ago, someone translated the foreign news into Chinese and now Weibo is exploding.”

East Moon was a niche brand of traditional Great Xia style, and with Si Fuqing’s guidance, it was slowly gaining a foothold in the Great Xia Empire, even starting a new trend domestically with modernized Xia clothing.

Qu Lingyun certainly knew it was a brand specifically established under the umbrella of Lan, which had almost been defunct before being revived by Si Fuqing.

He frowned, “What happened?”

The Assistant Director handed over the tablet.

#SiFuqing#

#EastMoonPlagiarism#

#LNLedDesignerLaydeson#

[Ha, embarrassing us internationally, when it’s supposedly derived from our own ancestral creations, why plagiarize from a foreigner?]

[Being called out by the designer himself is truly shameful. I’m going to throw away all the East Moon clothes I bought, bad luck!]

[Can’t we have something original? If this gets revealed during a fashion show, that would be the real embarrassment.]

“This is the design in question and the original one they claim was copied,” the Assistant Director brought up the images, “Several designers in the industry have reviewed it, confirming that it is indeed plagiarism.”

Qu Lingyun’s frown deepened, “This isn’t Laydeson’s style.”

It was obviously traditional Great Xia clothing.

Laydeson did not work for Lan but was the chief designer of the internationally renowned brand LN.

He had once applied for a position at Lan but had not passed Gu Wenzhu’s evaluation.

More importantly, Laydeson had never been to the Great Xia Empire, and in his interviews, he had expressed disdain for Great Xia culture.

The Assistant Director wiped his sweat, “But this design was indeed published by him two years ago, although it never went into production; you can find the corresponding timeline on his social media.”

The design brand company Laydeson worked for likely didn’t value Great Xia trends, letting the design languish in obscurity.

What puzzled the Assistant Director was that even though East Moon had been invited to international shows, it wasn’t well-known globally; how could Laydeson suddenly take notice of East Moon?

“Let me see,” Si Fuqing took over, glanced at Laydeson’s design, and realized, “Oh, this is my draft.”

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