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Ghost Exorciser: Is Loved By All

Yu Holea was a genius ghost exorcist. Cursed for being a loner she embraced the path of exorcism. At the age of 26, she died. Opening her eyes she realized that she has transmigrated to a character who has the same name as her. Yu Holea was the newly found young miss of the Yu Family. Though everyone disliked her since for them Yu Mei is the true young miss. Everyone looks down on her even her biological brothers. Her Eldest Brother, "Don't even try to get close to me. I hate gold diggers like you. Yu Mei come I will bring you to shopping." Her Gentle Second Brother," The door to get out of here is on the left. Remember not to bully Yu Mei" Her Third Brother, "Uh, don't let me see your disgusting face. Let me see my cute Yu Mei's Face" However, Yu Holea ignored them. She was used to all of this. She focused on her career and earning money instead of love. She was penniless? Huh, she has a long queue of bigshots begging to give her money. Her business empire expands from City S to Capital. She was untalented? She can even summon thunders!! At a high-end party, one of the relatives of the Yu Family saw Yu Holea surrounded by the bigshot of different fields and was shocked to the core. Just as everyone was confused her three brothers arrived and started pampering her. "Lea'er do you want to eat strawberry cake? Call me Big Brother I will feed you the cake." "Lea them, here drink this juice, by the way, why don't you call me Second Brother?" "Little Sister don't listen to them I will protect you from everyone, you just have to call me Third brother." A certain Handsome, Ceo of a top 10 company, "Lea Baby, when are you going to say yes to my proposal?" Yu Holea: Why is everyone looking at her with a doting glance? Follow Yu Holea in her adventure filled with thriller, suspense, and pampering.

LittleRabbit1111 · Fantasy
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464 Chs

Chapter 212: Asking for help

Maybe this was the hidden guilt Mu Jiang felt for his son Mu Jie and hence he was remembering him in his last moments..

Just as the ghostly hand was about to close around Mu Jiang's neck, a loud shriek pierced the air.

The ghost with a look of terror in his eyes, released his grip on Mu Jiang's throat and clutched his own hand in pain.

Confusion and relief washed over Mu Jiang as he looked up, trying to comprehend what had just happened.

His gaze fell to his pocket, where a bright light emanated.

Acting on instinct, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, folded piece of paper.

To his astonishment, it was a talisman—a protective charm that he had thrown away in frustration just today.

As he held the talisman in his trembling hand, he realized the unbelievable truth: his son, Mu Jie, must have secretly placed this protective charm in his pocket.