After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God

Chapter 931: Ji Qingwei and Si Fuqing's Fundamental Difference (1)



Chapter 931: Ji Qingwei and Si Fuqing’s Fundamental Difference (1)

Ji Longtai believed Ji Qingyao would not return.

So he intended to squeeze out the last bit of value from her.

He had only signed a consent form for the handling of her remains, but how did it escalate to severing ties completely?

Ji Longtai frowned and took a step forward. Just as he was about to call out to the two young men to ask something, a heart-wrenching scream suddenly echoed from the inner room.

“Mom!”

Mrs. Ji’s expression changed drastically, and she rushed inside.

Once inside, her expression turned to horror. “Qingwei!”

Ji Qingwei lay on the ground, her face pale, blood continuously trickling from the corner of her mouth, pooling on the floor.

“Qingwei, what’s happening?” Mrs. Ji was frantic, her hands trembling. “Quick, drink your medicine.”

She fed her a bowl of medicine, but Ji Qingwei’s complexion remained pale, with not even a hint of color returning to her lips.

She urgently grabbed Mrs. Ji’s hand. “I just heard my older sister’s name. What happened to her?”

“You’re in this state and still worrying about your sister?” Mrs. Ji took a deep breath. “She’s fine. There’s a torrential rain in Shan City. She’s on the front lines for rescue. The Thousand Army Alliance sent people to have your father and me sign a consent form for the handling of her remains.”

“I don’t know what happened, but they said your sister has no relation to our family anymore. It’s ridiculous. Can they just declare that?”

Ji Qingwei’s expression changed drastically.

This was bad!

The godfather had said she couldn’t bear too much luck, so a small portion was placed on Ji Qingyao.

Only when her body recovered could she possess all the luck.

No wonder she suddenly felt unwell. Ji Qingyao had severed ties with the Ji family and was no longer a member. Naturally, she couldn’t bear part of the luck for her.

Ji Qingwei’s face turned ashen.

But she couldn’t reveal the truth.

“Mom, how could you do this to my older sister?” she quickly said. “What you did will break her heart. Sister must come back to our family. If you don’t let her come back, I’ll never speak to you again!”

“Alright, alright, don’t worry about these things now.” Mrs. Ji felt distressed. “Rest and don’t overthink.”

After comforting Ji Qingwei, she went out and exchanged opinions with Ji Longtai.

“You don’t need to be fake,” the young man said coldly. “We heard everything clearly just now. You said it well: Miss Qingyao lives as a member of the Thousand Army Alliance and dies as its ghost. She has nothing to do with the Ji family.”

The young man left, giving the Ji couple no chance to argue.

“I think the Thousand Army Alliance is really out of their minds,” Ji Longtai said angrily, closing the door. “We are her parents, both legally and by blood. How can they just say we’re severed?”

Mrs. Ji shook her head. “There’s no time to worry about her now. It was her choice. Qingwei was so frightened by the thunder that she vomited blood. Let’s prepare more medicine for her.”

When they sent Ji Qingyao to the Thousand Army Alliance, they knew she might sacrifice herself one day.

The speed at which it happened surprised them, but they felt little else beyond that.

**

In Shan City.

In the pouring rain, JIANG Shuihan hung up the phone. “I sent someone with the consent form to find your parents, but they did this. Are you disappointed?”

A few claps of thunder had frightened Ji Qingwei so much that Mrs. Ji was in a panic, heartbroken.

But they hadn’t thought that Ji Qingyao was on the front lines, risking her life at any moment.

“Not really disappointed,” Ji Qingyao said, stunned for a moment before slowly shaking her head. “It was expected. I’ve probably been used to it for a long time.”

JIANG Shuihan nodded, smiling. “Are you afraid of death?”

“To be honest, very much.” Ji Qingyao lifted a broken slab. “But I have to protect them. It’s my duty, so I’m not afraid.”

They were at a large mall. Half of it had collapsed, and the water was waist-deep, still rising.

Ji Qingyao pushed a floorboard aside and finally saw the trapped customers.

She gritted her teeth and reached out to the people below. “Come on!”

The customers were shocked at Ji Qingyao’s youth.

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Ji Qingyao’s strength was great. She pulled each customer up one by one, while other members of the Thousand Army Alliance also stepped in to help.

An emergency rescue operation began.

A young girl cautiously spoke up. “Are you… from the Thousand Army Alliance?”

“Yes, the Thousand Army Alliance,” JIANG Shuihan smiled. “We’re here to protect you. You can trust us.”


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