After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God-Chapter 1063 - : Wrecking Ji Qingwei, Identity Revealed Warning! (1)

Chapter 1063: Wrecking Ji Qingwei, Identity Revealed Warning! (1)

After the chip was chosen by Lang Xuan, Si Fuqing finally felt that she had nearly regained all the luck that belonged to Ji Qingwei.

Only a small wisp remained, which would soon completely dissipate.

Yet she also sensed that her luck was still not whole.

Si Fuqing narrowed her fox-like eyes slightly.

Ji Xingzhi had said that her luck had only been transferred twice: once byFujisan Shinya, and the other by the person behind Ji Qingwei.

This was the first time Ji Qingwei had faced Si Fuqing directly, and she was so startled that she let out a sharp scream, “How could it be you?!”

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Wasn’t the chief designer supposed to be waiting for her here?

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Weren’t they supposed to be handing over work tasks?

Confronted with the real person, Ji Qingwei felt her legs weaken instantly, and she dared not say a word, turning to run.

But she couldn’t move an inch.

A hand gripped her shoulder and effortlessly lifted her up.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Si Fuqing said casually. “You still haven’t answered my question—did you make good use of my luck?”

Ji Qingwei felt a chill in all her limbs, as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, her blood running cold. “Y-You…”

If she had known that the person here was Si Fuqing, she definitely would not have entered.

What was the difference between this and walking into a tiger’s den?

But she never expected Si Fuqing would be so blunt about the truth.

“Oh,” Si Fuqing said, sensing her thoughts, raising an eyebrow. “The embroidery was stolen, and so was the learning ability. Why are you so confident that I can’t design a chip? Or did you not have an automatic circuit diagram flashing through your mind while designing the chip?”

It was as if a series of thunderclaps had exploded in her ears, stunning Ji Qingwei’s mind into silence.

Her lips trembled. “N-No… That’s not true! You’re lying! You’re lying!”

By the end, Ji Qingwei was practically screaming, her voice hoarse.

Si Fuqing watched her with interest. “Having luck on you is of no use; it turns out you really don’t know anything.”

If Ji Qingwei had utilized her luck to learn something that belonged to her, she wouldn’t have been left with nothing after it was taken back.

With her sore spot struck, Ji Qingwei’s face turned even paler.

“By the way, do you like your current face?” Si Fuqing thoughtfully took out a mirror. “Come look, you’ve become a bit uglier.”

Ji Qingwei had noticed this too.

Recently, she had been losing hair and breaking out in acne frequently. Even though she went to bed on time and drank herbal medicine for conditioning, she simply hadn’t seen any improvement.

Now she understood—it was because her luck had been taken back.

“Devil! You’re a devil!” Ji Qingwei screamed, desperately pounding on the office door. “Dad! Mom! Save me!”

The door shook violently, but there was no response from outside.

It felt as though this tiny office had been cut off from the world.

Si Fuqing crossed her arms, remaining still, merely watching Ji Qingwei’s futile struggles.

She smiled. “What makes you think I’m just a star living in the public eye?”

Ji Qingwei could no longer speak, her body pressed against the door, her ears ringing, and her scalp felt as if it might explode. Fear consumed her.

Yes.

What had led her to believe that Si Fuqing was just an ordinary star?

Her godfather had repeatedly warned her when transferring Si Fuqing’s luck to her that this was a Lady of Luck.

A Lady of Luck is a favored child of heaven, destined to attract countless extraordinary people.

At the time, she had been only five years old, and her godfather had even mentioned the character of Emperor Yin to explain it to her.

It was rare to find someone with such immense luck even once in a millennium—how could heaven possibly be unkind?

Ji Qingwei had to admit that she had always envied Si Fuqing.

Why was Si Fuqing the one blessed with luck while she was not?

“If you dare to do anything to me, my godfather will not let you go!” Ji Qingwei stammered, her teeth chattering as she screamed, “My godfather is a god! He can take your luck away—how can you compare to him?!”

So what if Si Fuqing was a Lady of Luck?

Wasn’t she still just obediently waiting to be slaughtered?

“Fine.” Si Fuqing nodded, her voice calm. “Where is he?”

Ji Qingwei’s body began to tremble violently, and she could not utter a word, feeling a sense of despair wash over her.

She didn’t even know where her godfather was!

If it weren’t for what had happened when she was five, she would have thought she was seeing a ghost.