Ghost Exorciser: Is Loved By All-Chapter 872: Extra(3)
She took a quick step back, her eyes turning cold.
"I don’t want your touch," she said sharply. "And I’m not here to fix your broken life."
Meng Nanhao looked like he had been hit in the chest. His hand dropped to his side, but his mouth didn’t stop.
"I just need help. You saved so many people... Just help me too. I’ll work hard. I’ll become the man you deserve. I’ll change..."
"Enough," Ou Xiaoxiao said, her voice flat and hard.
She turned slightly and signaled to the nearest bodyguard.
"Throw him out."
The bodyguard, a tall, serious man in black, immediately stepped forward.
Meng Nanhao panicked.
"No! Wait! You can’t do this! I came here for you! For us! I still love you, Xiaoxiao! Don’t you remember all our moments together? All those walks, all those letters?"
He tried to run around the guard and get to her again, but the bodyguard grabbed him by the arm and stopped him easily.
"Let go of me! She doesn’t mean it! She’s just angry!" 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶
Ou Xiaoxiao didn’t reply. She simply turned her back on him and walked off the stage.
The bodyguard dragged Meng Nanhao away as he kept shouting her name again and again.
"Xiaoxiao! Xiaoxiao, please! Don’t do this to me! I need you! Don’t turn away!"
But she never looked back.
The doors of the hall opened, and within seconds, the former young master of the Meng family was thrown out like trash.
Everyone in the room was silent.
No one expected that.
Ou Xiaoxiao slowly walked to the edge of the stage, adjusted her white coat, and picked up the mic again.
"As I was saying," she said calmly, "Thank you all for your support. Let us focus on medicine and healing today. The past has no place here."
The audience broke into soft applause, some still in shock, others admiring her strength.
But no one, not even the reporters, dared bring up Meng Nanhao’s name again that day.
On the other hand, a year later, another interview was being broadcast live on national TV.
This time, the guest was Cao Feng, one of the CEOs of a famous company.
A year ago, he was just a name in the business world, but now he had become a giant. He was not only the CEO of Yu Holea’s company but had also expanded it into the homeland market.
The company’s net worth had reached billions, and Cao Feng had officially joined the ranks of the world’s billionaires.
The interview was going smoothly until one of the reporters suddenly raised a question.
"Mr. Cao," the reporter asked, "how did you first meet Yu Holea? And what do you think about her?"
For a moment, Cao Feng stayed silent. He looked down, his fingers brushing against the table as if he were thinking deeply.
The cameras zoomed in, and the whole audience leaned forward, waiting for his answer. Then, slowly, a gentle smile appeared on his face.
"For me," he began, his voice calm yet filled with emotion,
"Yu Holea is like a goddess. During my darkest moments... when I had almost given up on my life... it was she who took me in."
The studio became silent. No one moved.
"She slowly changed my destiny," Cao Feng continued.
"She turned me from a poor beggar on the streets into the CEO of a multi-billion-dollar company. If I have a home today, if I have respect today, if I have success today... it is all because of her. Without her, I would never have been able to reach the peak of my life."
His voice grew softer but warmer. "For me, Yu Holea is like a daughter. I am destined to devote my loyalty to her for the rest of my life."
The moment he finished, the host didn’t even speak. The audience and the viewers at home were stunned. This was Cao Feng, the legendary businessman who was shaking industries across the world, speaking with so much sincerity.
People began whispering.
If Yu Holea could raise a man from being a beggar to a billionaire, what else could she do?
The news spread like wildfire online. People began to realize that Yu Holea was more than just a famous actress. She was a life-changer.
She had a disciple in the medicine world who was already making waves, and now she had a loyal ally in the business world who was at the top of his game.
Soon, a joke started trending online:
"If an immortal god appeared today and said, ’I am Yu Holea’s disciple,’ we wouldn’t doubt it."
The joke made thousands of people laugh, and soon, Yu Holea’s Instagram page was flooded with playful comments.
"Do you have a disciple in directing too?"
"You’re already a director! You must have taught someone!"
"Please adopt me as your student!"
However, to the disappointment of many, Yu Holea replied with a simple "No."
Even though it was just one word, people could almost hear her light chuckle through it.
At the same time, after Cao Feng’s heartfelt interview spread across the internet, another video started making waves online.
This time, it was an interview with Qiao Zifei.
He had been gaining attention for the past year, but now his fame exploded. Qiao Zifei, only 20 years old, had officially been recognized as one of the youngest prodigies in the music industry.
His piano performances were so beautiful that people often said they felt like they were dreaming when they listened. Some even joked that his fingers must be blessed by the gods.
In the interview, the host smiled and asked him how he had achieved such mastery at such a young age.
Qiao Zifei didn’t hesitate.
"It was all thanks to my sister-in-law, Yu Holea," he said firmly. "She was the one who inspired me and personally taught me. Without her, I might never have found my passion for music."
The audience clapped, but online, the reaction was even bigger.
People were shocked all over again. Yu Holea, the same beauty who had already conquered the international acting industry, had also raised a star in medicine, helped a businessman rise to the top, and now even trained a musical genius in her own family.
Social media exploded with comments.
"Does this woman even have limits?"
"She can act, direct, teach medicine, grow a business empire, and train a music prodigy?!"
"It’s like she’s the final boss of real life!"
And just when people thought Yu Holea had reached her peak, the very next year, she surprised the world again.
This time, she wasn’t on the big screen as an actress. She was behind the camera. Her new movie, which she directed herself, premiered at several international film festivals. The results were staggering.
She didn’t just get one award. She collected so many that reporters had trouble keeping count. Best Director, Best International Feature, Best Screenplay, her name appeared in almost every winner’s list.
At each award ceremony, the crowd would give her standing ovations. Some of the judges even admitted openly, "We can’t compare to her. She is too talented."
By then, the internet had stopped trying to guess what Yu Holea’s next move would be. People simply started saying, "Whatever she does, it will be amazing."
Yu Holea, on the other hand, completely ignored the praise and gossip surrounding her. She did not care about what the internet said or how people viewed her as some sort of legend. Instead, she quietly focused her time and energy on doing charity work.
Every month, she donated to schools in poor villages, built hospitals in remote areas, and even set up shelters for people who had nowhere else to go.
She often visited the places herself, not just sending money but also making sure everything was running well.
In her heart, she had a reason for working so hard. She wanted to gather as much merit as she could. She knew the rule of merit: no one could pass it on to another person until their soul left their body.
Even so, she hoped that her good deeds would somehow, even indirectly, bless her eldest daughter who was living in another world.
Though she could not see her first child, Yu Holea prayed for her every day. She wished that her daughter was safe, healthy, and surrounded by people who loved her.
Sometimes, late at night, she would sit quietly by the window, looking at the stars, and imagine her daughter somewhere far away, looking at the same sky.
Life surprised her again when she gave birth to her second daughter. The moment she held the tiny baby in her arms, her heart softened all over again.
She loved this child deeply and doted on her every day. But no matter how happy she was with her second daughter, she could never stop worrying about her eldest.
Every morning, she would wake up and think, "Maybe today will be the day she returns."
Every evening, she would whisper a little prayer before sleeping, asking the heavens to keep her eldest safe until they met again.
Qiao Jun stayed by her side, and one day... their daughter finally returned.
"Mother... father?"







