After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God

Chapter 792: The Ji Family Hyping Things Up, She Couldn’t Compare to Si Fuqing No Matter What (1)

Master Zhuang felt an unprecedented sense of pride having such a talented disciple like Ji Qingwei.

Gu Huiyan’s repeated refusals were ultimately his own loss.

When the exhibition was held in the Western Continent, Master Zhuang was certain Gu Huiyan would regret it.

“Really?” Ji Longtai and Madam Ji exchanged glances, both delighted. “This is indeed great news. I wonder what place Qingwei will achieve?”

“Naturally, first place,” Master Zhuang chuckled. “I’ve seen half the list. The first place is ‘Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains,’ without a doubt.”

Upon hearing this, Madam Ji couldn’t stop smiling.

“First place!” Ji Longtai was equally excited. “Qingwei is truly impressive!”

This was an international competition.

Winning first place meant standing out among the geniuses of art and literature from various countries, overshadowing them all.

“How is Qingwei?” Master Zhuang stroked his beard. “The new year brings auspicious energy. Is she feeling better?”

“She takes medicine every day,” Ji Longtai replied with a bitter smile. “But she’s still the same. It will take time.”

First, Master Mingdeng mysteriously disappeared. Later, Guanghua Temple sent word that Master Mingdeng had passed away. The main seats had already chosen a new host.

The new host had no ties with the Ji family.

The Ji family invited him once, but after just one glance at Ji Qingwei, he left immediately and never came back despite further invitations.

The Ji family dared not be disrespectful to the sacred Buddhist site, fearing the entanglement of karmic sins.

First, Ji Boyan had an accident, then Master Mingdeng, who took care of Ji Qingwei, also had an accident. Ji Longtai felt that the Ji family had been particularly unlucky these past two months.

Perhaps he was being overly sensitive.

Master Zhuang nodded.

From his angle, he could see Ji Qingwei’s silhouette against the curtain, bent over a desk, writing something. “What is she doing?”

“The second Seven Schools Joint Examination is after the new year,” Old Master Ji said with satisfaction. “Qingwei felt she didn’t do well last time, so she’s putting in extra effort now.”

“A genius who works so hard, no wonder she leaves others far behind,” Master Zhuang praised. “I won’t disturb you any longer. I’ll visit again when the invitation arrives.”

Old Master Ji personally saw Master Zhuang out.

Madam Ji grabbed Ji Longtai’s hand, overjoyed. “Qingwei is really making us proud.”

“We must publicize this well,” Ji Longtai decided immediately. “Let everyone see that despite Qingwei’s frail health, her abilities are undiminished.”

Madam Ji nodded and began spreading the news among her friends.

Ji Longtai was also busy, instructing the new media department of the Ji Group to prepare for a campaign.

They were just waiting for the exhibition to officially open, so Ji Qingwei’s name as an art genius would be known across the internet.

**

In An City.

Nian Tingchu had left the In family over twenty years ago, and Ye Zhenmian had also separated from her family, so there were no New Year visits. However, the family was still harmonious and happy.

Ye Zhenmian was an excellent cook, and Si Fuqing had eaten two large plates of dumplings.

“Qingqing, have you ever been to the temple fair?” Ye Zhenmian asked, holding two tickets. “This year’s fair is quite lively. Take Mr. Yu for a stroll, but be careful not to get photographed by the crowd.”

“Temple fair?” Nian Yi’an overheard and raised his hand. “I want to go too.”

“You can’t go,” Nian Tingchu said. “You just awakened your evolved powers and can’t control them yet. Train with me properly, or you might sprout wings during class.”

Nian Yi’an was speechless.

Why was his status in the family so low?

“Sure, no problem,” Si Fuqing remembered Yuejian’s words.

She needed to spend more time with Yu Xiheng. With her high intelligence, she was sure to discover what he liked.

Taking the tickets from Ye Zhenmian, Si Fuqing went to knock on the door of the computer room.

After hearing a “come in,” she peeked in. “Boss, are you busy right now? Want to go to the temple fair? I’ll take care of whatever you want to eat.”

“Nothing urgent,” Yu Xiheng closed his computer, smoothed the wrinkles on his shirt, and turned around. “Why the sudden invitation to the temple fair?”

“Auntie gave me two tickets,” Si Fuqing said, waving the tickets. “Yi’an has to train with Uncle, so it’s perfect for us to go.”

Yu Xiheng gave a light hum. “So it wasn’t voluntary on your part.”

“Hey, why are you making wild guesses?” Si Fuqing’s eyes turned cold. “If I didn’t want to, no one could force me. I’m clearly disregarding everything to accompany the gentleman, since no one is spending time with you.”