Black Prayer Beads Part 2

Jiang Aozhou came over from the card table and happened to hear Pei Feng acting as Xie Yanli's confidant, and couldn't help but tsk, "Just how many good things did you get from Brother Xie's wife? This tone of constantly speaking well of her sounds just like the pimp next door."

Pei Feng shot him a look, "What do you know? This is called helping a good brother save his marriage from a major crisis, lest his wife runs away and he doesn't even know how."

"Don't fool me. Brother Xie might not check Weibo, but I do. Your public 'declaration of love' for Mrs. Xie is about to climb the trending topics. Not bad, Xiao Pei Pei, you've grown bold." As Jiang Aozhou spoke, he took out his phone and handed it to Xie Yanli. "Brother, see for yourself!"

Xie Yanli was originally uninterested in the Weibo post he was talking about.

However, Pei Feng then said, "Do you even know how to talk? Is that what you call a 'declaration of love'? I call that slapping the face of that fake 'Mrs. Xie' on behalf of our sister-in-law."

Xie Yanli's stern brows furrowed slightly as he took Jiang Aozhou's phone.

At this point, public opinion on Weibo had split into two warring factions: one side supported Cheng Xi as Xie Yanli's White Moonlight, and the other accused Cheng Xi of destroying Xie Yanli's family.

Xie Yanli was getting impatient.

"This fake news, just delete it."

Pei Feng: "That won't do. Deleting it is tantamount to admitting it's true!"

Xie Yanli was expressionless, "Fallacy."

"One look and you can tell Brother Xie doesn't use Weibo and doesn't understand the current internet situation or the mindset of netizens." Although Jiang Aozhou didn't like to use Weibo either, he would occasionally get curious and check it out when someone he knew was trending.

He understood it more or less.

Just as Jiang Aozhou was educating Xie Yanli on the current internet environment, Pei Feng suddenly noticed that as Xie Yanli drank, his raised right wrist was bare. He narrowed his eyes, "Where are those prayer beads you never take off?"

"Don't tell me Qin Fan threw them away in a fit of anger?"

"Hiss, no wonder you're not at the hospital."

"I never thought that little girl, who looks so delicate and weak, would have such a fierce temper, to do something so wild and tough!"

Xie Yanli's Adam's apple bobbed slightly. After downing the half-glass of strong liquor, his long, indifferent eyes looked at Pei Feng, "What about the prayer beads?"

His voice seemed to be laced with ice.

Pei Feng was stunned by his reaction for a moment, "Huh?"

How would he know what was wrong? It wasn't him who lost them.

Jiang Aozhou saw that something was wrong and also noticed that Xie Yanli's ever-present prayer beads were gone. Thinking their disappearance had something to do with Pei Feng, he explained, "Xiao Pei Pei, you've been abroad for years, so you don't know. That string of prayer beads was personally requested for Brother Xie by Grandpa Xie, who knelt at Cibei Temple the year he passed away. Brother Xie has worn them for years, and he's grown attached to them."

"If you know what happened to the prayer beads, tell us quickly!"

Pei Feng was even more confused: "..."

'Damn it, I don't know how the prayer beads disappeared either!'

Seeing their misunderstanding, Xie Yanli took the string of black prayer beads out of his suit pocket and calmly asked Pei Feng, "This string of prayer beads, why would you think Qin Fan wanted to throw it away?"

Pei Feng wasn't stupid; this time he finally understood. He slapped away the hand Jiang Aozhou had on his sleeve, "Let go, Brother Xie is asking me to be his psychological mentor!"

Jiang Aozhou: "I think you're looking to die, stop being so mysterious."

A few minutes later.

The three men were sitting on a quiet sofa set behind a screen.

Pei Feng pointed at the news screenshots displayed on his phone screen in the middle and finished explaining, "So that's how it is."

"The rumor online now is that you can't forget your White Moonlight, which is why you keep a matching couple's prayer beads just like hers."

"Nonsense." Xie Yanli's thin lips curled into a cold sneer, "People actually believe this kind of baseless speculation?"

Jiang Aozhou glanced at the number of likes: "..."

'There really are a lot of fools.'

"Should I have someone delete her ins? And delete these stupid Weibo posts too?"

Pei Feng scoffed at this suggestion, "I think you're the real fool. In this situation, the best solution isn't to delete the speculation, but to clarify, okay!"

"If you silence everyone, doesn't that just mean you have a guilty conscience?!"

Xie Yanli's eyelashes were lowered, his handsome eyes looking faintly at the increasingly absurd speculation about the prayer beads on the screen.

Suddenly, he stood up, picked up his suit jacket, and walked out.

"Hey, Brother Xie..." Jiang Aozhou was about to chase after him.

He was stopped by Pei Feng, "What are you yelling for? Brother Xie has gone to apologize to his wife. We can watch the show tomorrow."

He decided to bring a durian to Qin Fan tomorrow, in case she had trouble finding a tool at the hospital.

'I'm so considerate.'

So, Pei Feng enthusiastically pulled Jiang Aozhou along, "Come on, let's go to the fruit market."

Jiang Aozhou thought he had misheard, "Are you talking about the bar next to the fruit market, or the KTV next to the fruit market?"

......

When Xie Yanli arrived at the hospital, the night was even darker.

The bodyguard waiting outside opened the door to the hospital room for Xie Yanli.

Inside the cold hospital room, only a dim wall lamp was on. Xie Yanli quieted his steps as he walked to the bedside, his dark and deep eyes gazing at the slender and frail figure on the bed.

The blanket was pulled over her face, revealing only the tip of her fair, clean forehead.

Xie Yanli slowly pulled the blanket off her face.

Through the soft yellow light, he could clearly see that the young woman's closed eyelids were obviously red and swollen, the corners of her eyes were red, and her delicate brows were furrowed, as if she were not sleeping peacefully.

Xie Yanli sat by the bed and watched her for a moment.

His slender fingers reached under the blanket and took hold of the soft, boneless little hand inside. He slowly and loosely wound the string of mysterious black prayer beads, one circle at a time, around her fair, slender wrist.

Xiao Tu heard a faint noise outside and thought Qin Fan had woken up.

Just as she opened the door to call out, she suddenly saw such a scene.

She subconsciously covered her mouth, her pupils shaking, and reflexively raised her phone to take a picture: "..."

"..." The phone's flash went off.

The man who had just finished winding the prayer beads swept a cold gaze over. Only then did Xiao Tu react, quickly closing the door.

Clutching her little heart, she looked at the photo on her phone.

Oh my god, she wasn't dreaming!

President Xie actually, in the middle of the night, put the prayer beads he had kept with him for years on Fairy Fan's wrist.

And she had captured this historical moment on camera!

Could this photo be worth a million yuan?!

Xie Yanli was indifferent to the assistant's actions. Instead, he lowered his eyes to look at the black prayer beads engraved with scriptures on Qin Fan's wrist.

A minute later, Xie Yanli held up her hand wearing the prayer beads and took a photo.

He then opened Weibo, temporarily registered an account with his phone, and as he was about to post for the first time, his slender fingertips paused.

Xie Yanli switched to the WeChat interface and sent a message to Secretary Wen, whose screen name was 'Boss Doesn't Sleep, I Don't Sleep': "Verify my Weibo account as quickly as possible."

Xie Yanli: "Within half an hour."

Secretary Wen: "..."