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."
ng 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 too. I’ll work hard. I’ll beco 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, imdiately stepped forward.
ng Nanhao panicked.
"No! Wait! You can’t do this! I ca here for you! For us! I still love you, Xiaoxiao! Don’t you rember all our monts 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 ! She doesn’t an it! She’s just angry!"
Ou Xiaoxiao didn’t reply. She simply turned her back on him and walked off the stage.
The bodyguard dragged ng Nanhao away as he kept shouting her na again and again.
"Xiaoxiao! Xiaoxiao, please! Don’t do this to ! I need you! Don’t turn away!"
But she never looked back.
The doors of the hall opened, and within seconds, the forr young master of the ng 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 dicine and healing today. The past has no place here."
The audience broke into soft applause, so still in shock, others admiring her strength.
But no one, not even the reporters, dared bring up ng Nanhao’s na again that day.
On the other hand, a year later, another interview was being broadcast live on national TV.
This ti, the guest was Cao Feng, one of the CEOs of a famous company.
A year ago, he was just a na in the business world, but now he had beco a giant. He was not only the CEO of Yu Holea’s company but had also expanded it into the holand 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 et Yu Holea? And what do you think about her?"
For a mont, Cao Feng stayed silent. He looked down, his fingers brushing against the table as if he were thinking deeply.
The caras zood in, and the whole audience leaned forward, waiting for his answer. Then, slowly, a gentle smile appeared on his face.
"For ," he began, his voice calm yet filled with emotion,
"Yu Holea is like a goddess. During my darkest monts... when I had almost given up on my life... it was she who took in."
The studio beca silent. No one moved.
"She slowly changed my destiny," Cao Feng continued.
"She turned from a poor beggar on the streets into the CEO of a multi-billion-dollar company. If I have a ho 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 warr. "For , Yu Holea is like a daughter. I am destined to devote my loyalty to her for the rest of my life."
The mont he finished, the host didn’t even speak. The audience and the viewers at ho 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 dicine world who was already making waves, and now she had a loyal ally in the business world who was at the top of his ga.
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 comnts.
"Do you have a disciple in directing too?"
"You’re already a director! You must have taught soone!"
"Please adopt as your student!"
However, to the disappointnt 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 sa ti, after Cao Feng’s heartfelt interview spread across the internet, another video started making waves online.
This ti, it was an interview with Qiao Zifei.
He had been gaining attention for the past year, but now his fa 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. So 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 and personally taught . 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 sa beauty who had already conquered the international acting industry, had also raised a star in dicine, helped a businessman rise to the top, and now even trained a musical genius in her own family.
Social dia exploded with comnts.
"Does this woman even have limits?"
"She can act, direct, teach dicine, 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 ti, she wasn’t on the big screen as an actress. She was behind the cara. 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 na appeared in almost every winner’s list.
At each award ceremony, the crowd would give her standing ovations. So 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 so sort of legend. Instead, she quietly focused her ti 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 rit as she could. She knew the rule of rit: no one could pass it on to another person until their soul left their body.
Even so, she hoped that her good deeds would sohow, 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.
Sotis, late at night, she would sit quietly by the window, looking at the stars, and imagine her daughter sowhere far away, looking at the sa sky.
Life surprised her again when she gave birth to her second daughter. The mont 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 t again.
Qiao Jun stayed by her side, and one day... their daughter finally returned.
"Mother... father?"
Reviews
All reviews (0)