After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God

The moment his grandfather mentioned a Master of Yin-yang, he thought of

NINE.

But JI Xingzhi believed that NINE wouldn’t do something so trivial.

When had he ever seen a powerful Master of Yin-Yang pray for rain?

That was something only novices did.

Someone as skillful as him wouldn’t have the time!

After some thought, JI Xingzhi sent a message.

[Brother, I’ll be back at the beginning of May! Let’s meet up!]

JI Xingzhi pocketed his phone and ambled forward, planning to order a bowl of extremely spicy ramen to comfort himself.

Lin Qingyan was taken to the hospital, and the show naturally halted.

The trainees returned to their training base, and Si Fuqing got off work an hour early.

She pushed a shared bicycle, ready to go to the supermarket for some fast food.

Someone called out to her, “Miss Si!”

Si Fuqing stopped her bike and turned around.

It was a young gentleman. “Who are you?”

“My surname is Pei, Pei Mengzhi! We’ve met before.” Pei Mengzhi approached, elated that she acknowledged him, “Miss Si, I really, really like you. I want to pursue you.”

Si Fuqing couldn’t recall who he was. She had a complex expression, “It seems like you’re probably have been single since you were born. ”

His cheesy approach.

Pei Mengzhi: “…”

How did Si Fuqing know about that?

What’s wrong with being single?

There were plenty who liked him!

Si Fuqing mounted her bike, not wanting to engage any further. Just as she was about to leave, Pei Mengzhi became desperate, “Miss Si, wait. Give me a chance.”

“I remember now.” Si Fuqing paused, “Your family is quite wealthy, isn’t it?”

Pei Mengzhi frowned, his tone cooling, “Somewhat?”

Had he misunderstood? Was she just another gold digger?

“Alright.” Si Fuqing touched her chin, “Wait a moment.”

Since he had money, she could help him a little and earn some pet food.

Pei Mengzhi watched as she took a yellow paper from her bag and scribbled something on it using an unidentifiable red powder.

After she finished, she handed it to him.

pei Mengzhi:

Confused, he looked at the talisman. His established worldview from his twenty-five years old on earth was shattered.

“Keep this. It’ll save your life,” said Si Fuqing, raising an eyebrow, “but only once. Next time, I’ll charge. My rates aren’t low, so prepare your fortune.”

She rode off, leaving Pei Mengzhi standing there, still puzzled.

He’d received many gifts from women—high-end suits, ties, etc.

But Si Fuqing was the first to give him a talisman.

Pei Mengzhi looked at the paper, written hastily with red ink, utterly bewildered.

He smirked, “Quite interesting…”

Save his life?

He didn’t take Si Fuqing’s words seriously, but the talisman was another matter.

Anything from a beauty was welcome.

Good, the first step was successful.

At least Si Fuqing had never given anything to Yu Yao for all the time she pursued him.

Holding the talisman in one hand, Pei Mengzhi took out his phone with the other.

He made a special call to brag, “Yao, listen, my first meeting with Miss Si was quite successful. She gave me a gift. You never got such treatment.” Yu Yao had returned to the city of Sijiu a few days ago.

He frowned, about to say, “What does this have to do with me?”

But he swallowed the words and changed his question, “What did she give you?”

“That’s a secret,” teased Pei Mengzhi, “Just watch. I’ll win her over. She’s already quite warm to me.”

“As you wish,” Yu Yao’s voice turned cold, “but don’t mention her to me again, or we’re done.”

The call was abruptly disconnected.

“When did he get such a temper?” Pei Mengzhi scratched his head, “Well, I’ll never understand the young master.”

He didn’t go to any clubs for drinks, instead heading home leisurely.

Mrs. Pei was sitting on the sofa reading a magazine. She didn’t even look up when she heard him, “You’re back?”

“Mom,” Pei Mengzhi’s smile faded, “Yes, I’m back.”

“What is that in your hand?” Lady Pei finally looked up, her eyes sharp. “Let me see it.”

Pei Mengzhi hesitated for a moment, instinctively pulling his hand back.

That slight motion immediately turned Lady Pei’s expression icy.

She stood up, forcefully snatching the talisman from Pei Mengzhi’s hand. Unfurling it to look, she was incensed. “What is this? What does it say?”

Pei Mengzhi took a deep breath. “It’s just a talisman, something playful. If there’s nothing else, I’m going upstairs.”

He reached to reclaim the paper, but Mrs. Pei blocked him.

“What talisman? Spreading superstitious nonsense,” Mrs. Pei had no intention of giving it back. “If your grandmother sees this, she’ll berate you. You’re already a disappointment; don’t make me lose face among our relatives.”

Pei Mengzhi chuckled with irritation. “Mom, who cares if it’s superstitious or not? Someone gave this to me. How could you just take it from me? Give it back!”

“Give back what?” Lady Pei responded coldly. “It’s confiscated. I don’t even complain when you play games; go back to your room now. And what kind of friends do you have, gifting you such things? Cursing you?”

Pei Mengzhi pursed his lips. “She said it’s for protection.”

“Protection?” Lady Pei frowned. “If you need a protective talisman, we can go to the temple tomorrow to get one. Don’t mess with these questionable items.”

“Besides, what do you need a protective talisman for? Aren’t the bodyguards your father assigned you sufficient? Does anyone in Lin dare to lay a hand on you?”

She had a point.

Left without a counterargument, Pei Mengzhi felt somewhat powerless. “Mom, I’m grown up. Why do you still control me like this?”

“Because I’m your mother, who else would worry over you all the time?” Mrs. Pei left with a cold expression, never once relinquishing the talisman.

Pei Mengzhi clenched and unclenched his fists, his lips tightening.

It seemed he had no choice but to wait for Lady Pei to fall asleep and then sneak it back.

However, Lady Pei didn’t give him that opportunity.

She walked into the kitchen, tore up the talisman paper Si Fuqing had given to Pei Mengzhi, and tossed all the scraps into the trash bin..