After that, she had been locked away in a dark room for years. Her mind had stopped growing, and it was very hard for her to catch up.
But Ou Xiaoxiao didn’t give up.
She studied day and night. Slowly, she started understanding things again. It took her a long ti, but by the age of 26, she finished her studies. That made her very proud.
Soon, she beca interested in dicine. She loved learning about healing, herbs, treatnts, and how to help people feel better.
By the ti she turned 35, Ou Xiaoxiao had beco one of the top dical practitioners in the country. People ca from all over just to et her and get treated by her.
Everyone was shocked. How did a girl who used to act like a spoiled princess, who chased boys and didn’t study, beco such a mature and smart woman?
When soone finally asked her, "What changed you? How did you get here?"
Ou Xiaoxiao only smiled and answered softly, "It was all because of my family and my cousin, Yu Holea."
She truly ant those words.
Ou Xiaoxiao still rembered what she had gone through. There was a ti she could have died. Worse, her soul might have disappeared forever, without even a chance to be reborn.
But Yu Holea had saved her.
She had co just in ti, pulled her back from the edge, and given her another chance at life. Not only that, Yu Holea had also helped guide her toward dicine, giving her lessons, advice, and sotis even secret tips that made her grow faster.
Ou Xiaoxiao always felt grateful for that.
She also rembered Yu Holea’s father, the forr head of the Ou family. He had been in a coma for a long ti and eventually passed away. Yu Holea never got to speak with him, not even once. But strangely, she didn’t seem to feel sad about it.
Maybe it was because she had never really known what a father’s love was like.
But even though her birth father was never there for her, the head of the Qiao family loved Yu Holea like his own daughter. He cared for her deeply and supported her through everything.
And she wasn’t alone either. The whole Yu family loved her. The Ou family, too, stood by her side. She was pampered and protected by so many people.
Ou Xiaoxiao never felt jealous.
She, too, was loved and pampered by her cousin. They had both suffered in the past, but now they were free, happy, and chasing their dreams.
Looking back, Ou Xiaoxiao felt like she had reached a place she never even imagined. Her dical skills helped her rise high, and her heart felt full every ti she healed soone.
And deep down, she always knew...none of this would have been possible without Yu Holea.
So, every ti she walked into her clinic, wearing her white coat with her na proudly displayed, she whispered in her heart, "Thank you, cousin."
Yu Holea had once saved her life.
And now, she was living it well.
Just as Ou Xiaoxiao finished her speech, a loud noise ca from the back of the crowd. People turned their heads in surprise. A man with ssy hair, torn clothes, and tired eyes was pushing through.
It was ng Nanhao.
No one recognized him at first. He looked nothing like the proud young master he used to be. Now, he looked like a middle-aged beggar. His clothes were dirty, his shoes were broken, and his face had wrinkles of stress and pain.
He rushed up to the stage and stopped right in front of Ou Xiaoxiao.
Without warning, he reached out to hold her hand.
Ou Xiaoxiao stepped back quickly.
But ng Nanhao looked at the people around them and said loudly, "She is my wife! You all should stop interfering and just scram!"
The crowd gasped. Everyone started whispering. So reporters quickly brought their caras closer. There was a spark of gossip in the air.
One reporter stepped forward and asked, "Sir, who are you exactly?"
ng Nanhao stood up straight and tried to speak proudly, even though his voice shook a little.
"I am ng Nanhao. A long ti ago, Ou Xiaoxiao and I were lovers. I asked her to run away with . But she never ca. Her family stopped her. Now that I’ve found her again, I’m going to take her back."
Ou Xiaoxiao looked straight at him. Her voice was calm and firm. "I don’t know you," she said.
The reporters quickly turned to her with shocked faces.
"You don’t know him?" one asked. "Isn’t what he said true?"
Ou Xiaoxiao didn’t say anything more. She just looked away, as if not interested at all.
But ng Nanhao wasn’t ready to give up.
He stared at her with wide eyes. In his mind, he rembered how she used to cling to him. How she would call his na with soft eyes and follow him everywhere.
He thought, ’She must still feel the sa. She didn’t marry anyone. That ans she’s been waiting for .’
But reality was different.
The truth was, after the ng family went bankrupt, ng Nanhao’s life had fallen apart.
At first, he tried to work. He applied to many companies, but he didn’t have any special skills. He couldn’t stay in one job for more than a year. Every boss fired him.
He beca frustrated. He blad his bad luck.
Still, he rembered Ou Xiaoxiao and tried to find her. Once, soone said they had seen her. He went to that place with hope. But when his bodyguard checked, it turned out to be a fake. Just so woman pretending to be her.
He was even more desperate after that.
He wanted to bring back the ng family na. So he took loans from banks at high interest. But his plans failed again and again. The debt kept growing.
It felt like magic. No matter how much he paid, the debt never ended.
His grandfather died.
His father died too.
ng Nanhao was left all alone. He had no ho, no money, and no support.
He sold all of the ng family’s land, cars, and houses. He paid off what he could. But the remaining interest was still there, waiting.
He had no choice but to work in small restaurants, cleaning tables, carrying food, and getting yelled at by custors.
The once proud prince of the ng family was now a poor, tired man who barely earned enough to eat.
At first, he couldn’t believe it. He hated his life.
But one day, he found out that all his misery had one root.
It was Ou Lin, the young master of the Ou family.
Ou Lin had never forgiven ng Nanhao for what he had once tried to do to his sister. So he made sure that every path ng Nanhao took ended in failure.
ng Nanhao was furious. But there was nothing he could do.
Ti passed.
He slowly stopped dreaming. He accepted his life, thinking maybe this was his fate.
But then, one day, he saw a news article.
"dical Genius: Ou Xiaoxiao’s Miracle Treatnts Shocking the Nation!"
There was her picture. Beautiful. Calm. Powerful. She was standing beside Yu Holea, smiling like she had the world in her hands.
ng Nanhao’s heart began to beat fast.
He rembered how she used to look at him.
So, here he was now.
Dirty. Tired. But full of hope.
He believed that Ou Xiaoxiao would take him back. He believed she would cry when she saw him like this. That she would take him away, treat him with her magical skills, and return everything he had lost.
But she didn’t.
She didn’t cry. She didn’t even smile.
She only said four words: "I don’t know you."
ng Nanhao felt like the floor under him was shaking.
"No," he said, his voice cracking. "You do. You must rember. Back then, you loved !"
Ou Xiaoxiao looked at him one last ti.
"I was foolish back then," she said. "Now, I’m not."
ng Nanhao stood there, frozen, as if soone had slapped him hard across the face.
His lips moved, but no words ca out at first. He looked at Ou Xiaoxiao with wide, confused eyes. His face was pale and his body shook slightly. It was like he couldn’t believe what he had just heard.
"You don’t an that," he whispered, taking a small step toward her. "You’re just angry. That’s all, right? You... You said you’d always be mine."
The crowd was watching closely now. So people frowned. Others looked uncomfortable. A few reporters kept clicking pictures, capturing every second of the drama.
Ou Xiaoxiao stayed still. Her face showed no emotion.
ng Nanhao took another shaky step forward and reached out again to grab her wrist.
"Xiaoxiao, please. I lost everything. Everyone left . I only have you. Just give one chance. I can be better. I swear!"
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