My Supernatural Exes Are Desperate to Win Me Back - Chapter 37 - Palm, The One Who Accompanied Her on the Desolate Mountain

Old Xu stepped over the dilapidated hospital room door and peered in, “Little one?”

Xu Xining: Continued playing dead.

Wen Nansen noticed her desire to escape reality and kindly explained, “She had a slight fever last night, probably didn’t rest well. Let her sleep.”

Old Xu tiptoed forward, placed the breakfast he brought on the bedside, and tucked the blanket around the girl, “Of course, of course, don’t disturb her, or she’ll throw a fit.”

The five of them gathered around the bed, and since Xu Xining was still pretending to sleep, they all fell into a synchronized silence.

Xu Xining lay on the bed with her eyes closed, enduring the gaze from all directions.

Was it an illusion? It felt like she was attending her own funeral in advance…

Seeing that Xu Xining was fine, Old Xu’s fatherly gossip instincts flared up again.

He couldn’t help but pull Huo Ting aside, whispering, “Xiao Huo, are you and Xining boyfriend and girlfriend now?”

The other three men almost simultaneously leaned in, raising their eyebrows to scrutinize Huo Ting.

The veins on the back of Huo Ting’s hand slightly bulged, and he almost gritted his teeth as he coldly replied, “Not yet.”

Wen Nansen smiled, “Isn’t it a bit early to talk about marriage when you’re not even boyfriend and girlfriend?”

Old Xu wore a “you get me” expression and patted Wen Nansen’s back, “Teacher Wen is right.”

Huo Ting glanced at Wen Nansen and then asked Old Xu, “Do you have any requirements? Feel free to mention them.”

Old Xu sighed and pondered, “Well, I don’t have any requirements, but her mother might be more demanding. However, Xining is a headstrong child; once she decides who she likes, no one can persuade her otherwise.”

Huo Ting’s face remained stern and unyielding. He pulled out two bank cards and slipped them into the pocket of Old Xu’s shirt, pushing them in bit by bit, “For her mother.”

He locked eyes with Old Xu and uttered one words, “Reservation.”

Old Xu: “…”

Goodness, are you trying to buy someone here?!

Meanwhile, Xu Xining lay on the bed, unable to hear what they were chattering about, dying of curiosity.

Her eyelashes were long and fluttered like butterfly wings.

Someone gently brushed aside her fingers hanging off the bed, turned over her palm, and wrote in her hand: [Still here.]

The fingertips traced gently in her palm, stroke by stroke, tender and patient, as if touching her heart.

Xu Xining remembered this sensation vividly.

Years ago, when she fell on the desolate mountain and became deaf and blind, helplessly crying, “Will I never get better?” it was Wen Nansen who kept writing [No] in her palm.

Many years had passed.

Xu Xining extended her thumb, like a proud little prince, nodding and shaking, tapping her index finger twice before forcefully separating them.

She meant, “No, let Huo Ting, that childish fool, stop babbling nonsense with Old Xu.”

After making the gesture, she felt it was too abstract and grabbed the man’s hand to try writing.

The man gently patted her hand, interrupting her, and wrote in her palm: [Okay]

Xu Xining thought, Teacher Wen is amazing! He can even understand this! Truly a master of multilingual acquisition! Even has knowledge of sign language!

The men continued chatting for a while longer. Old Xu casually draped an arm around Huo Ting’s shoulder, suggesting they head downstairs for a meal. Xie Yi offered to carry Old Xu’s bag, insisting, “Oh, no need for you to treat us. There’s a place nearby with some great dishes I frequent. Let me treat you.”

“Let’s go,” someone said quietly, approaching the bedside.

Xu Xining opened her eyes and threw off the covers, sitting up abruptly. “Wow, I was suffocating!”

She suddenly realized the voice didn’t match who she expected and turned her head.

The light filtered through the pale blue curtains, casting dappled patterns on the black hoodie of the young man standing quietly by her bed, his lashes casting shadows over his eyes.

Instinctively, Xu Xining asked, “Huh? Where’s Teacher Wen?”

Zhan Xingye’s expression darkened slightly at her immediate question, but he replied, “He was taken along by your uncle for a meal.”

Xu Xining’s mind was still foggy. “Oh, that’s good. Finally, some peace and quiet.”

Zhan Xingye brought over two pillows for her to lean against, while Xu Xining remained in a daze. “Did you understand what I was gesturing just now?”

Zhan Xingye nodded. “Don’t let Huo Ting and your uncle talk nonsense.”

Xu Xining agreed, “Yes, yes…”

She continued to stare at him, as if she couldn’t believe it, like she was seeing him for the first time.

Zhan Xingye touched his face, woodenly asking, “What?”

Xu Xining suddenly extended her hand, palm up, the light from outside reflecting in her eyes like bright stars. “Can you write two words for me?”

Zhan Xingye looked at the small, fair hand extended towards him. “What should I write?”

Xu Xining enunciated clearly, “Won’t happen.”

…

Zhan Xingye didn’t write.

He nervously adjusted the brim of his cap, avoiding the girl’s direct gaze, and said that if he didn’t catch up, her uncle would find it strange. Then he made a hasty retreat.

Xu Xining watched his flustered departure, unable to suppress a chuckle.

What a fool! Writing it wouldn’t have mattered, but running away like that only confirmed it, didn’t it? So, it was Xingye who stayed with her in the cave all those years ago!

Xu Xining was puzzled again.

Why did he stay with her until the end but not accompany Teacher Wen in taking her to the hospital? Why didn’t he come to see her at the hospital? Why has he been avoiding her all these years?

And most importantly, why won’t he admit it?

Over the next week, Xu Xining was lavishly pampered by the men, to the point where she lost track of how many meals a normal person should eat in a day.

Even if she woke up in the middle of the night, Zhan Xingye, who was keeping vigil on the sofa, would immediately stand up and ask, “Midnight snack?”

Xu Xining couldn’t shake the feeling that the four of them had secretly struck some diabolical deal, with the goal of fattening her up like a pig.

Having previously worked herself to the bone, Xu Xining had become as thin as a rail. But after a week of eating and sleeping, she finally regained a bit of healthy color, and Teacher Wen agreed she could be discharged.

While their lives were peaceful, the internet was ablaze.

First, Huanyu Group’s stock plummeted beyond recognition, its financial chain severely fractured. It seemed they had offended someone, as their business turned into a stagnant pool overnight, teetering on the brink of bankruptcy. Trapped investors took to the internet, lambasting the Jiang Family with every insult imaginable.

The Lin Group acquired the once-glorious Huanyu Group for a mere ten billion, employing thunderous methods to purge the senior management and dismissed all the Jiang Family members, replacing them with seasoned employees from Lins Group.

The Jiang Family, once the unrivaled tycoons of the southern five provinces, plummeted overnight into pariahs that everyone wanted to strike down.

However, they were timely in declaring bankruptcy. Though they lost their fortune, they managed to keep a mansion worth over a hundred million, which was a consolation for their retirement years.

Who would have thought, on a stormy rainy night, the old Jiang mansion… was struck by lightning!!

It wasn’t just struck; it was utterly demolished. Over a dozen members of the Jiang family scrambled out of the ruins, with two being carried out by firefighters.

Netizen: [I never believed in karma before.]

Netizen: [Until the Jiang Family was struck by lightning/doghead.jpg]

It was said that Old Mr. Jiang was so furious he was nearly struck by a heart attack, firmly believing that Jiang Jiahao had offended the heavens, bringing divine retribution upon the entire Jiang Family.

Old Mr. Jiang publicly disowned Jiang Jiahao, refusing to acknowledge his grandson and banished him from the family home.

Even if he hadn’t banished him… they hardly had a home left.

With no home, Aunt Liu, who hoped to solicit money over her son’s sudden death, naturally did not receive the promised hundred thousand yuan from Jiang Jiahao.

She kept calling Jiang Jiahao, who turned off his phone. Frustrated, she rushed to the ruins of the Jiang residence, spitting and cursing like a fishwife, accusing him of betrayal: “I did what you asked and lured out Reporter Xu! How dare you not pay! You deceitful scoundrel, you deserve to be struck by lightning!”

Aunt Liu still wanted to use the media to hype up her son. Truly poor, with no pillar in the household, they could only survive on social welfare.

She called Reporter Xu, only to realize too late that Xu Xining had already blocked her.

Aunt Liu collapsed to the floor in despair, clutching her son’s childhood photo, sobbing uncontrollably.

Her son was gone, the money was gone, her reputation ruined, and no one was there to help her. How did it all come to this?

The drama ended with Xu Xining’s reputation miraculously restored, gaining a million new followers.

Initially, a large group of netizens had joined in defaming her, simply believing the biased information released by the Jiang Family. Now, as the rumors were clarified, the trending searches worked tirelessly through the night, with many netizens voluntarily spreading the truth, naturally causing a rebound in public opinion.

And since Xu Xining was still hospitalized, her condition unknown, netizens felt they had been deceived and reacted even more vehemently.

Netizen: [A twenty-year-old girl, excellent in studies, outstanding at work, skilled in both arts and arms, what unforgivable sin did she commit to deserve such slander?! If anyone dares to insult her again, I’ll track you down through the internet and deal with you personally!! (sharpening knives) (hysterical) (mad frenzy)]

[Is Reporter Xu okay, what’s her status, I was so worried I went to the temple to pray for her well-being all night.]

[Capital still thinks it can blindfold the masses! Their hands can’t cover everyone’s clear eyes!]

[The lightning strike was perfect, making the Jiang Family scream in agony.]

[By the way, I really adore Reporter Xu’s face, can she debut overnight and clean up the entertainment industry?]

[To the above, Reporter Xu entering the entertainment industry would be a loss to society…]

Only a group of people continued to criticize her persistently, and those were Xie Yi’s girlfriend fans.

Xu Xining’s identity as “Ning” was completely exposed, and fans teamed up to tag her, demanding she respond to the allegations of cheating and deceiving Xie Yi. Some fans accused her of gaining fame by clinging to Xie Yi, now pretending to be dead and not daring to come forward.

In all fairness, Xu Xining wasn’t avoiding a response; she was simply busy eating every day.

With four men buying meals, even if each only bought one meal a day, that still meant four meals. Moreover, some bought four meals a day, like Zhan Xingye, and some bought forty servings in one go, like Huo Ting.

The fans didn’t get a response from Xu Xining, but they did get one from Xie Yi.

Xie Yi posted a screenshot of a private message exchange with Xu Xining.

Xie Yi: “When will you come interview me again? Will you come to the tour? I’ve saved a ticket for you.”

What kind of lemon candy is not sour candy: “I’ve already interviewed everything I wanted last time. You’re useless now.”

Xie Yi: “Use and discard? That’s too heartless, isn’t it? I still have some popularity, you know.”

What kind of lemon candy is not sour candy: “You lack depth.”

Xie Yi: “The lady has high standards. If I’m not good enough, how about I write it myself and credit you?”

What kind of lemon candy is not sour candy: “Comrade Xie Yi, your thoughts are dangerous. You’re insulting my professional integrity. I suggest you reflect on yourself promptly. If it happens again, I’ll block you.”

Xie Yi tweeted:

@Xie Yi: In all fairness, when did she ever cling to me? It’s always been me clinging to her.

The topic quickly trended.

Xie Yi Says Its Me Clinging To Her

Xie Yi Useless Man

Xu Xining Professional Integrity

Whole Internet Please Xu Xining Teach Me How To Tame Men

Actually, Xie Yi had a small portion of private messages he didn’t release.

The natural charm doesn’t work over the internet. When he first became popular, the criticism he received was no less than what Xu Xining faced. But being a shameless Fox Spirit who had lived for eight hundred years, he had a strong, self-loving heart and simply ignored the online noise.

However, when it came to Xu Xining, he worried the young woman couldn’t handle it, so he drafted a tweet to defend her and asked if she approved.

Xu Xining said no.

She said: “You didn’t clarify the truth; you’re just taking sides, Xie Yi. They’re all saying I got here by relying on men, relying on you.”

His favoritism towards Xu Xining was known to all.

How could anyone believe he wasn’t biased?

“If you care about me, then don’t post it.”

Xu Xining was discharged from the hospital and returned to Pianyu Media, making quite a splash.

If she was already quite famous before, now the name Xu Xining was practically a household name.

Even Xinghe Cultural Media’s headquarters sent an invitation for their mid-year banquet in September. Normally, only Director Rong from Pianyu Media would attend, but this year they sent an extra invitation for Xu Xining.

Yu Yuanyuan was overjoyed.

She dreamed of her best friend either getting rich overnight or becoming famous overnight, and now Xu Xining had achieved both dreams herself. She urged Xu Xining to treat her.

Xu Xining naturally agreed without hesitation.

The two friends linked arms affectionately and headed to the mall after work.

Xu Xining was a bit worried: “Recently, Good Man seems to be constantly sleepy, always sleeping. Could it be that it’s secretly partying when I’m not home?”

Yu Yuanyuan suggested, “Why don’t you buy a pet monitor? Nowadays, every cat owner has one. Then you can see what Good Man is up to even when you’re at work.”

Xu Xining agreed wholeheartedly.

She had plenty of portable cameras and recording devices, but living at Xingye’s place made it inconvenient. Once she moved back, she planned to set up a 360-degree surveillance system.

At this moment, Xu Xining was still immersed in the joy of “being able to slack off at work and watch Good Man,” completely unaware of the shocking scenes she was about to monitor.