Chapter 942: Chapter 942: Ji Qingwei's Luck Depleting Rapidly (1)

“We must sue them,” Gu Huiyan said angrily. “What kind of people are these, hurling insults online so recklessly!”

This behavior had already crossed the line into serious defamation and violation of reputation.

The subway entrance at the central shopping mall was the most dangerous area in Shan City. Before Si Fuqing arrived, JIANG Shuihan had already prepared for the worst outcome.

Due to the heavy rain blocking all routes into and out of the city, coupled with the earthquake, other rescue teams could not arrive in time.

But then Si Fuqing came.

Gu Huiyan could hardly imagine how such a young girl shouldered such a tremendous responsibility, keeping it so low-key that even her close friends were unaware. She bore it alone.

He felt a pang of sadness.

Such foolishness, yet so moving.

“Lady, alliance leader, esteemed seniors, rest assured, we will not let them escape the law’s punishment!” Shang Lu said, cupping his hands. “I will pass on your orders immediately.”

He exited, shaking his head with a sigh.

Whoever had chosen to offend Si Fuqing had chosen poorly.

Offending her was equivalent to offending the most powerful forces across the five states of Great Xia.

No matter what they tried, reconciliation was out of the question.

With ironclad evidence and the full force of Xingting Law Firm, several key instigators of the online abuse against Si Fuqing were soon detained.

The announcements were made public online.

Si Fuqing’s fans were the first to rally in support.

[@JustDon’tLikeSiFuqing, weren’t you going to kneel and apologize? Weren’t you going to call her daddy? Why are you running now? Oh wait, I forgot, you’re going to jail and work on the sewing machine.]

[Brave behind the keyboard, but cowards in real life. Why should we reconcile? Do you deserve it? After doing all this, now you beg for mercy? Pathetic!]

[Next time you’re in danger, don’t call for rescue teams. You don’t deserve them!]

[I was waiting for this turnaround. Finally, I’m relieved. I knew this girl wasn’t like that.]

[Si Fuqing, you’re amazing! I don’t watch dramas, but you’re worth supporting!]

Once the real news was reported, the general public expressed their highest respect.

In the face of disaster, she was not a celebrity, but an ordinary person who stood up for the safety of others, earning their respect.

**

In the past few days, Si Fuqing received comprehensive care, with a constant stream of visitors.

Her hospital room was filled with fruit baskets and flower arrangements.

Even Ye Zhenmian and In Yaonian only learned about the situation from the news and rushed over immediately.

Nian Yi’an wanted to come too, but Si Fuqing stopped him, telling him to focus on preparing for the OPL and the upcoming college entrance exams.

“Qingqing!” As soon as Ye Zhenmian entered the room, tears started flowing. “You silly child, why didn’t you tell us? If you had said something, your uncle could have helped.”

Si Fuqing smiled without refuting. “Silly people have their silly blessings.”

Ye Zhenmian wiped her tears. “You worried us so much. If something had happened to you, how could we face your parents when we find them?”

Mentioning In Beichen and his wife, In Yaonian patted Ye Zhenmian’s shoulder, shaking his head slightly.

Realizing her mistake, Ye Zhenmian quickly spoke again, “Qingqing, I…”

Si Fuqing rested her chin in her hand. “Would they be proud of me?”

In Yaonian was taken aback, his eyes heavy with emotion. “Yes, they would.”

“Then that’s all that matters.” Si Fuqing smiled again. “I won’t let them down.”

**

After two more days of rest, once it was confirmed that Si Fuqing was indeed healthy and active, Gu Huiyan, Mu Qingmeng, and the others allowed her to be discharged.

However, still concerned, the elders decided to escort her back to An City together.

To reassure her fans and the public, Si Fuqing asked Sang Yanqing to arrange a media presence for her discharge.

“Hello, everyone.” Si Fuqing, dressed in a simple T-shirt and jeans, waved at the camera. “The college entrance exams are coming up. Do your best, and let’s all work hard together.”

[Ahhh, Qingqing is discharged! You’re amazing!]

[I’ve cried so much these past few days, it’s no exaggeration to say I’ve cried my eyes dry.]

[Wife, is your hand still hurt? Does it hurt? I’m so worried!]

“My hand?” Si Fuqing looked at her bandaged fingers and nonchalantly put them in her pocket. “Don’t look. It’s ugly.”

Her words moved the media and her fans watching the live broadcast.

“Of course, I’ll attend the OPL competition,” Si Fuqing said with a lazy smile. “There’s prize money. Do you think I’d miss out on money?”

She always spoke so frankly about money.

But everyone fell silent.

Her love for money and her stinginess were different.

A reporter asked the key question: “Miss Si, why did you choose to go to the front lines yourself? Didn’t you consider that, at nineteen, you might lose your life saving others?”

“Someone once told me that there are too many suffering people in this world.” Si Fuqing replied calmly. “With great power comes great responsibility. There’s an old saying in Great Xia, ‘If one is capable, one should help the world.’ If I can help, I will.”

“You ask why? There’s no reason. Saving people doesn’t need a reason.”

“…”

A dead silence followed.

A female reporter’s eyes were already glistening with tears.

Before the leading reporter could ask another question, they were interrupted.

“If you want something poetic from me,” Si Fuqing crossed her arms, “this is good enough for your KPIs, right? If not, go find someone else. I’ve given you everything, and there’s no more news.”

The media were speechless.

The sudden wave of emotion was disrupted.

As expected of Si Fuqing.

“Come on, I’m not dead. Don’t look so sad.” Si Fuqing patted a young female reporter, raising an eyebrow with a smile. “I’ll be back from Eastern Mulberry to film ‘The Nation’s Heroine’.”

When she returned, she would conquer the world.

**

The media continued to cover the disaster relief efforts.

Besides Si Fuqing, many other rescuers were also listed for commendation.

They were the young backbone of Great Xia, standing at the forefront in critical moments.

[I’m crying! Humans can conquer nature! If the heavens do not protect Great Xia, its people will protect it! This is Great Xia!]

[Great Xia doesn’t have heroes, only ordinary people who step up!]

[I’m worried about Si Fuqing. She still has to compete in the OPL, but her hand…]

[Trust Qingqing. She’ll accomplish what she sets out to do!]

The television was broadcasting Si Fuqing’s discharge interview.

In the Ji family, Mrs. Ji watched the report without much reaction.

“That celebrity is quite brave, daring to go to the front lines,” she remarked indifferently.

She resembled Qingwei in some ways, but in Mrs. Ji’s heart, she was far from matching Ji Qingwei.

Mrs. Ji turned to Ji Longtai. “Any news from the Thousand Army Alliance about Qingyao?”

Ji Longtai shook his head. “Maybe not back yet. The Thousand Army Alliance also suffered losses in this rescue, and her rank isn’t high there. Sigh…”

They had once pinned hopes on Ji Qingyao, but she had not brought any honor to the Ji family.

Their only hope lay in Ji Qingwei.

Ji Qingwei sat silently, her face pale.

The separation from Ji Qingyao had already been a heavy blow, but the luck that belonged to Si Fuqing had returned to her, allowing her to barely maintain her composure.

But she hadn’t been able to enjoy it for long.

She felt her luck depleting rapidly.

Especially now, with Si Fuqing’s disaster relief efforts, which were of great merit.

Such merit would only bring Si Fuqing more luck and power of faith.

As a celebrity, she was at the top of the entertainment industry, the number one new-generation actress with countless fans.

Despite the Ji family’s years of efforts to build Ji Qingwei’s reputation in Sijiu and online, she couldn’t match the fan base Si Fuqing gained from a single variety show.

Moreover, Ji Qingwei was still reeling from the plagiarism scandal. Although the Ji family tried to smooth things over with money, the incident had become a settled matter, irreparable.

Ji Qingwei had taken a severe blow.

It wouldn’t be long before she completely exhausted her luck!

Her godfather hadn’t told her what would happen once the luck was reclaimed, but she knew it wouldn’t be good.

After being treated like a genius for so long, becoming an ordinary person was unimaginable.

The gap was unbearable.

Ji Qingwei’s body trembled, her lips quivering uncontrollably.

Mrs. Ji noticed her pallor and quickly stood up. “Qingwei, are you feeling unwell again?”

Ji Qingwei had only recently been able to move around.

Although Master Mingdeng had passed away, his words had proved true.

“Mom…” Ji Qingwei bit her lip. “I didn’t catch the news just now. What did it say about that celebrity’s hand?”

“Oh, it said she’ll need a hundred days to recover. All ten fingers are broken,” Mrs. Ji replied. “And she’s planning to compete in some e-sports competition. What is she thinking? Why do you care? Focus on your recovery.”

Ji Qingwei’s eyes gleamed with excitement, her hand trembling slightly. An uncontrollable thought emerged.

Si Fuqing’s hand was injured, with broken bones that wouldn’t heal quickly, and no miracle doctor to help.

Moreover, esports, like surgery, required extreme precision in hand movements.

Having just been discharged, could Si Fuqing still compete in the OPL finals and attract more fans, reclaiming her luck?