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After Xia Sheng finished the sentence, she watched Si Fuqing intently.

However, Si Fuqing’s eyes didn’t waver in the slightest. “I don’t know her. Why?”

“I thought you and Miss Ji might be relatives,” Xia Sheng slightly furrowed her brows, “because you look somewhat similar.”

“Oh?” Si Fuqing smiled, “How similar?”

“It’s not an exact likeness. If anyone looks similar, it would be that one trainee under you,” Xia Sheng seemed to have done her homework before coming here, her expression serious. “There’s a kind of resemblance between you; at first glance, one might mistake one for the other, but upon closer inspection, the differences are clear.”

“A resemblance?”

“Yes, but you are much more beautiful than her. She’s been ill for years and always looks pale,” Xia Sheng added.

Si Fuqing responded nonchalantly, “If she’s ill, she should see a doctor more often.”

“The Ji family has a team of doctors to take care of her. Miss Ji has never set foot outside her family’s estate,” Xia Sheng pursed her lips, “Even the young elites of Sijiu mostly know her by name but have never met her.” Si Fuqing nodded.

“I happened to meet Miss Ji by accident,” Xia Sheng began softly, “I was fortunate enough to accompany company leaders to a banquet at the Yu residence. After having a drink, I lost consciousness.”

“Then I found myself thrown into a room by someone. Fortunately, someone else opened the door later and tossed me out.”

Si Fuqing’s eyebrows lifted slightly.

She finally knew where she had heard the name Xia Sheng before.

Yu Tang had mentioned it while gossiping about Yu Xiheng.

So this was what had actually happened.

Si Fuqing’s eyes twinkled, ‘You weren’t lucky; he simply wasn’t interested in such things.”

Xia Sheng was puzzled, “Miss Si?”

Si Fuqing had no intention of explaining and gestured for her to continue.

“At that time, the drug had already numbed my senses. Just when I was about to be violated, Miss Ji rescued me,” Xia Sheng coughed and gave a bitter smile, “Unfortunately, the potent drug harmed my body, affecting my cardiovascular health.”

“It was this incident that made me aware of what the often-mentioned Miss Ji looks like,” Xia Sheng continued, “So when I saw you, I wondered if you and Miss Ji might be related.”

“No, and I have no intention of being related,” Si Fuqing stood up and adjusted her hair, “If Miss Xia has said all she came to say, I must return to my photo shoot. Please, take your leave.”

The world was full of people who looked alike.

But hearing the same name repeatedly in such a short time frame had started to annoy her.

Xia Sheng’s grip tightened on her bag. She took a few steps towards the door, then suddenly spoke again, her voice urgent, “Miss Si, you must protect yourself well. If you ever go to Sijiu, it’s best to stay away from the Ji family.

They’re not just any affluent family.”

“If they do something, we ordinary people can’t fight them off,” Xia Sheng added.

Si Fuqing’s eyes narrowed slightly, and she smiled lazily, “Thank you for the warning.”

After apologizing once more, Xia Sheng took her leave.

“Miss Si,” the director called out, “Could you please change into the final outfit?

Once we’re done, we can go eat.”

Si Fuqing snapped back to reality, “On my way.”

She stepped into the makeup room, where the makeup artist readied her tools to apply a new look.

“Miss Si, your skin is really in great condition,” the makeup artist couldn’t help but admire, “There’s no need for foundation or concealer, not even a primer. Your natural complexion is already so good.”

She had worked on many celebrities before.

In reality, many celebrities didn’t have the flawless skin that was often advertised online; it was all thanks to makeup and lighting.

But Si Fuqing required none of that.

The final outfit was that of a female general from the Great Xia era.

Silver armor, a long sword strapped to her back.

The sword was adorned with tassels, and silver bells jingled as she moved.

And when Si Fuqing removed her helmet, there was a collective gasp in the room.

The director initially thought that the first palace dress had been stunning enough.

But this armor was even more breathtaking.

His hands trembling with excitement, he immediately commenced the final shoot.

“The buzz around Miss Si is too high,” the general manager pulled back the curtain and looked outside the window, where the overpass was crowded with people. “It’s a good thing our company is small; otherwise, the fans would tear it apart just to get a glimpse of the photo shoot.”

The unfortunate fans, known as the ‘Mousses’, were left with only a few screenshots from yesterday’s livestream.

The forum was buzzing with fans starving for more content.

They had even tried to stake out the ‘Youth With You’ training base, to no avail..