CHAPTER 841: CHAPTER 841: YU MEI’S FATE

After listening carefully, Yu Sicong looked stunned. His mouth opened slightly.

"You’re telling me... The person we were hating all along wasn’t even the person... we hated?"

Yu Holea nodded.

Yu Sicong fell silent. The impact of what was going around him without his knowledge hit him hard.

First, their baby sister was swapped at birth, then they got to know that they were living with their father’s mistress’s daughter, and now.... they are getting to know that the mistress’s daughter’s soul was replaced.

"Then... how can Mirai occupy Yu Mei’s body? Why were they compatible in the first place?"

Yu Holea showed a wry expression,

"That is the problem... I got to know something even more devastating."

She reached into her bag and showed him a thick folder.

"Qiao Jun sent me this while I was on the train. It has everything. Details, reports, bloodline tracing..."

Yu Sicong flipped through the pages quickly, his eyebrows shooting up in surprise.

"This is... Mirai?" he asked. "The witch daughter?"

"Yes," Yu Holea said. "She’s related to Yu Lin, too."

Yu Sicong leaned against the wall, shocked. "Yu Lin had a witch daughter too? Man... our father really loved spreading his seeds around."

He paused, then looked at her seriously. "Do you know who Yu Mei’s real mother is?"

Yu Holea’s expression grew distant.

"No," she said. "Even after searching, there’s no trace. It’s like she never existed. Her records just... don’t exist."

Yu Sicong was quiet for a moment.

Then he asked softly, "What about Yu Mei?"

"Well, she is getting punished for her deed." Yu Holea said with a smirk.

Yu Sicong blinked and leaned in closer, his voice lower now, filled with curiosity and disbelief.

"So... what exactly happened to Yu Mei?"

Yu Holea sighed, her arms crossing slowly as she leaned against the hallway wall. Her eyes looked distant, as if recalling something unpleasant.

"She’s living in the countryside now."

Yu Sicong’s eyebrows shot up. "The countryside? Her?"

Yu Holea nodded.

"Yup. The real Yu Mei loved luxury, expensive things, silk bedsheets, five-star hotels, shiny cars... but now, she’s in a tiny village with no electricity after sunset, no servants, and has to farm for food."

There was a moment of silence.

Then, Yu Sicong let out a loud laugh.

"Seriously?! That’s amazing! That girl used to scream if she chipped a nail. Now she’s picking vegetables in muddy water?"

Yu Holea gave a small smirk.

"Let’s just say... she’s living each day as punishment. Slowly. And the villagers don’t even like her."

Yu Sicong leaned against the wall, still grinning.

"Good. Both Yu Mei and that witch’s daughter Mirai, they almost destroyed both our families. The Yu family and the Ou family were this close to collapse because of them. If it weren’t for you..."

He looked at his sister seriously.

"...we would’ve never even known what was going on."

Yu Holea stayed quiet for a moment, then nodded. "It’s not over yet, though. There’s still Old Master Fu."

She stood up straight and looked him in the eye.

"Now’s the time. You should upload all the evidence. Let the world know what he did. Let him face the impact."

Yu Sicong nodded without hesitation. "Don’t worry. I’ll handle everything from here."

Yu Holea gave him one last look of trust, then turned and walked away.

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

That night, Yu Holea didn’t return to the City S. Instead, she checked into a nearby hotel.

She was calm, but her eyes were focused.

She knew what was going to happen next.

Now that the evidence was going to be released online, Old Master Fu would panic.

And when that happened... the witch would definitely come out of hiding to help him.

That’s when she would strike.

As she sat on the hotel bed, flipping through the pages of her talisman notebook, a gentle voice echoed in her mind.

Zephyr, her talisman pagoda spirit, spoke.

"You can now make advanced cursed talismans. And... you’ve unlocked the ’curse array’ technique."

Yu Holea’s eyes glinted with power. She had already mastered the basic curse talismans, but now it was time for the advanced ones.

Without wasting time, she spread the scrolls out and began practicing.

Tonight was the night everything would end.

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

Later that night, she teleported just outside the Fu mansion. The air was thick with energy, and her heartbeat slowed as she entered stealth mode.

Activating her invisibility superpower, she silently moved through the gates and into the house.

Inside, the lights were still on.

He hasn’t gone to bed yet, she thought.

Carefully and quietly, she moved through the hallway. She could hear voices from the living room.

Peeking through a narrow gap between the door and the frame, she saw them, Old Master Fu and the witch.

The witch was wearing a long, dark robe that covered everything, and even her face was hidden under the shadow of her hood. Not a single part of her skin could be seen.

Old Master Fu was pacing, furious.

"They uploaded the evidence!" he yelled.

"Those two bastards! Now everyone’s asking if I’ve been laundering money all along! They’re saying the Fu Corporation wasn’t even mine to begin with!

That it was built by my daughter-in-law, and should’ve gone to Fu Jian—even if he’s... you know, different!"

His face turned red with anger.

"They even found out I cut ties with Fu Jian! Now everyone thinks I planned to steal the company and pass it to someone outside the family!"

He turned sharply to the witch, slamming his fist on the table.

"What do I do now? Huh?!"

The witch didn’t flinch.

She sat calmly, her voice low and eerie.

"Don’t panic," she said.

"All you need to do is play the pity card. Cry in front of the cameras. Tell everyone... that you’re just a lonely, old man who knows too much and may be silenced soon.

Say it’s time for you to die, and the younger generation should take over."

Old Master Fu’s eyes went wide.

"What?! Are you crazy?! You want me to act like I’m ready to die?! That’s suicide!"

The witch didn’t blink.

"If you don’t follow my instructions," she said slowly, "you’ll regret it. Everything you worked for will crumble. This is the only way you can gain back the public’s sympathy."

Old Master Fu shook his head.

"No... that’s too dangerous. What if they really take everything away from me?!"

The witch tilted her head, the shadow of her hood making her look even scarier.

"Then you better prepare to lose everything... including your life."

The witch calmly looked at Old Master Fu, her voice soft but full of power.

"You won’t die," she said. "I’ll make sure of it."

Old Master Fu stared at her, unsure. His fingers trembled slightly.

Even though this strange woman had helped him many times before... he still couldn’t trust her completely.

She was a stranger.

And what if... what if she was a trap?

His eyes narrowed.

What if Yu Sicong and Fu Jian sent this witch just to trick him? To make him drop his guard?

The more he thought about it, the more it made sense in his mind.

What if she used this chance to kill him for real?

He didn’t say anything out loud, but the doubt in his heart grew stronger.

The witch, not knowing what was going through Old Master Fu’s head, just continued to speak calmly.

"Even if death is standing right in front of you, I can pull you back," she said. "You won’t really die. We’ll just pretend."

Old Master Fu finally looked at her again. Her words seemed serious... maybe he was just thinking too much?

The witch went on.

"You can hire a makeup artist to make it look real. Make fake medical reports. Post it online. Say someone attacked you tonight."

She smiled coldly. "People will think you were attacked because you told the truth."

"Upload the post," she added, "but delete it within an hour. That way, it looks like someone tried to cover it up."

Old Master Fu’s eyes lit up.

He stared at the witch like she was the smartest person alive.

"You... you’re brilliant," he said, almost in awe. "This plan is perfect!"

The witch chuckled softly. "I didn’t say anything," she replied with a faint smile.

But then... her smile faded.

She slowly turned her head and looked toward the wall, her eyes narrowing.

"There’s someone here."

Old Master Fu froze.

"What? That’s impossible," he said. "If someone entered the house, the guards would’ve told us!"

The witch shook her head slowly, her hood dipping with the motion.

"No... this energy..." she sniffed the air. Her voice turned dark.

"...it’s her. My mortal enemy."

Without another word, she stood up and walked quietly toward the hallway behind the wall.

Her footsteps were silent, but her presence grew heavier, like a dark cloud moving closer.

She stopped at the end of the hallway.

There, leaning casually against the wall—stood Yu Holea.

She was smiling.