Ghost Exorciser: Is Loved By All-Chapter 724: Scapegoat

"The result of the investigation has come out, and it is confirmed that the results weren’t switched."

Mr. Yu let out a bitter laugh, though it sounded more like a choked sob.

He sank into his chair, running a hand down his face as the weight of his actions crashed down on him.

Years of resentment, of cruelty, of treating Yu Holea as an outcast—only to discover that she had been his own flesh and blood all along.

"Then explain it to me!" he barked, looking up at Zhao Lin with wild eyes.

"Why does she look different? Why does she have silver hair when all my children have black? I thought she was that person’s child!"

Zhao Lin only lowered his head and didn’t speak.

There were some secrets that he didn’t dare to speak about or respond to.

After a while, Mr. Yu calmed down and muttered,

"So what if she is indeed my child? It doesn’t change the matter that she is born from the woman I don’t love! Yeah! I should just focus on Yu Mei."

He swept a hand on his face and asked,

"What about Yu Mei? Did the commissioner agree to bail her out?"

Zhao Lin shook his head before responding.

"He didn’t; instead, he said that some of the higher-ups are interfering in the matter and won’t give up until they reach the bottom of the truth."

Mr. Yu’s face darkened, his grip tightening on the edge of his desk.

"Who?" His voice was low, dangerous. "Who is interfering?"

Zhao Lin hesitated before answering.

"The Qiao family seems to be involved, and some key figures from the Ministry of Justice have taken an interest as well."

Mr. Yu’s expression twisted in frustration.

"The Qiao family again..." He exhaled sharply, tapping his fingers on the desk. "That damn Qiao Jun, always meddling in things that don’t concern him."

Zhao Lin remained silent, knowing that any response could further fuel Mr. Yu’s anger.

After a long pause, Mr. Yu straightened and forced a cold smirk.

"Fine. If they want to dig into this, let them. I’ll make sure they find nothing."

Zhao Lin bowed slightly. "Understood, sir."

The next few days, Mr. Yu and Zhao Lin worked hard.

Yu Mei was scared and decided to ask for help from the Dark Lord.

With the combined efforts, they found a scapegoat, and Yu Mei got away.

At the end her fan count even soared.

Yu Mei didn’t stop there; she deliberately posted images, making her look depressed and on the verge of committing s*cide.

The internet exploded with sympathy for Yu Mei.

Fans flooded her social media with messages of concern, begging her to stay strong. Hashtags like #StayStrongYuMei and #JusticeForYuMei trended overnight.

Some celebrities even spoke out, expressing their support.

But behind the scenes, Yu Mei smirked as she scrolled through the comments.

"Pathetic," she muttered, tossing her phone onto the bed.

Just then, her manager called her and informed,

"Mei, you have got an invitation from a variety show, Celebrities in Countryside."

Yu Mei was stunned.

Celebrities in Countryside was a famous reality show known for taking pampered celebrities out of their comfort zones and throwing them into a simple, rural lifestyle.

It was a show that could either boost one’s reputation or completely ruin it, depending on how well they adapted.

Yu Mei’s eyes flickered with hesitation, but she quickly regained her composure.

"Did they invite anyone else?" she asked, standing up and walking toward her vanity.

Her manager hesitated before responding, "Yes... and one of them is Yu Holea."

Yu Mei’s grip on her phone tightened.

Yu Holea again.

That freak just wouldn’t disappear from her life.

But then, a slow smirk crept onto her lips.

If they were both on the show, that meant she had an opportunity.

An opportunity to completely destroy Yu Holea in front of millions of viewers.

"When is the filming?" she asked, her voice turning sweet.

"In ten days. Should I accept the offer?"

Yu Mei turned to the mirror, adjusting her expression to look more delicate and fragile—the perfect victim for public sympathy.

"Of course," she said softly. "Tell them I’d love to join."

Her manager sighed in relief.

"Good choice, Mei. This show will rebuild your image completely."

Yu Mei smiled, but deep down, she had other plans.

"This time, Yu Holea... you won’t walk away unscathed."

.........................

When Yu Holea heard that Yu Mei had got out of the jail unscathed, she wasn’t surprised.

She had given a shock to Yu Mei. And her retaliation was only going to begin now.

The fake suicide attempt, the sympathy posts, the carefully curated ’poor victim’ persona—it was all too predictable.

Yu Mei had always been good at manipulating public opinion, but Holea wasn’t the same person she used to be.

She had let Yu Mei walk all over her before.

Not this time.

Just then, her phone rang.

When she saw Qiao Jun’s number, she raised an eyebrow and didn’t attend the call.

The dream of that day still lingered in her mind.

If Qiao Jun was truly going to break up, she at least needed some time to prepare herself.

Her phone again rang, and Yu Holea bit her lips.

With trembling hands, she pressed the answer button, and Qiao Jun’s voice sounded from the other side,

"Meet me at Four Seasons Hotel today at 6 pm"

Yu Holea’s grip on the phone tightened as she listened to Qiao Jun’s deep voice.

"Why?" she asked, her tone calm despite the storm raging inside her.

A brief silence.

"Just come and dress as beautiful as you can," he said, his voice leaving no room for argument before the call disconnected.

Yu Holea stared at the screen for a long moment, her chest tightening.

She had been preparing for this—preparing for the moment he would finally say the words she had been dreading.

But now that the time had come, she wasn’t sure if she was ready.

Taking a deep breath, she placed her phone down and stood up.

She would go.

But no matter what happened, she wouldn’t let herself look weak.

This time, she would walk away with her dignity intact.

...............................

At exactly 6 PM.

Yu Holea hesitated as she stood outside the Four Seasons Hotel.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm the strange flutter in her chest.

Qiao Jun’s voice over the phone had been firm yet gentle, and though she had tried to convince herself that this meeting would be nothing more than a formality, an unexplainable nervousness filled her.

As she stepped through the entrance, a soft fragrance of roses filled the air.

She had barely taken a few steps inside when a hotel attendant approached her with a single red rose.

"Miss Yu, this is for you," he said with a polite smile before stepping aside.

Yu Holea looked at the flower in surprise but took it. She continued forward, only to be met by another attendant, who offered yet another rose.

Her lips parted slightly in astonishment as she received it.

One step after another, the same thing happened.

Various attendants, elegantly dressed, appeared along her path, each handing her a rose with a knowing smile.

By the time she reached the grand entrance to the banquet hall, she held a full bouquet in her arms, her fingers tightening around the delicate stems.

The golden double doors swung open, and in an instant, soft rose petals rained down from above.

Yu Holea gasped, her breath catching in her throat as the petals danced in the air like a dream.

The entire hall was dimly lit, with a single glowing pathway leading toward the center of the room.

Candles lined the path, their warm glow flickering like fireflies in the night.

Then, a focused light illuminated the far end of the hall.

Yu Holea instinctively raised her hand to shield her eyes from the sudden brightness.

A familiar, deep voice called out to her.

"Holea."

She blinked rapidly, lowering her hand as her gaze adjusted to the light.

And there he was.

Qiao Jun stood under the spotlight, dressed in a perfectly tailored black tuxedo, his dark eyes locked onto hers with an intensity that made her heart stutter.

Before she could gather her thoughts, music began to play.

Qiao Jun took a microphone from a stand and started to sing.

His voice was low and smooth, carrying a gentle warmth that seemed to wrap around her.

The lyrics were unfamiliar.

Each word, each note, spoke of love, of longing, of devotion—words crafted carefully, written just for her.

Yu Holea felt her heartbeat quicken as realization dawned.

This wasn’t just a song.

This was his confession.

As the melody filled the grand hall, she found herself walking toward him, her feet moving on their own.

Qiao Jun’s eyes never left hers.

With every step she took, his voice grew more emotional, as if he was pouring his very soul into the song.

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