A Confession Part 1

On an unremarkable late night, the first Weibo post from a brand-new account, one without even a profile picture and looking very much like a side account, blew up the entire internet.

Xie Yanli V: Mrs. Xie was born into splendor and raised in glory. She has no fate with Buddha, only with me.

Attached was a picture.

The photo was likely taken in the dark; the light was dim, but one could still clearly see a man's long, handsome hand holding a girl's fair and delicate hand. The most conspicuous thing was the string of black prayer beads wrapped around the girl's wrist, clearly too large for her. The beads were engraved with complex scriptures, obviously no ordinary item.

Originally, everyone thought this was some side account, but the Weibo verification that followed the account—[Executive President of Xie Group]—was the real deal.

After confirming it, the netizens exploded—

“I thought someone was impersonating him, turns out it's really the big boss's account?!”

“Oh my god, this is what you call a divine romance. The boss's survival instinct is off the charts; he actually opened a Weibo account to clarify things himself.”

“Isn't this clarification from the Bodhisattva too sweet? ‘No fate with Buddha, only with me’ ahhhh, I'm dead!”

“Nobody's sleeping tonight, it's a night of being driven crazy by Bodhisattva Xie.”

“Seeing Boss Xie's Weibo post, I suddenly feel that spending 1.8 billion before was nothing to him. In his heart, Mrs. Xie was born into splendor and raised in glory, so in the future, he will also pamper and keep her in splendor and glory.”

“So jealous, so jealous. Who on earth is this mysterious Mrs. Xie, to make the Bodhisattva give away the prayer beads he considered his life, wuwuwu.”

“This is the right way to do a wealthy family's romance.”

“When the actual people involved give out the sweetness, it's the most lethal. What the heck was all that sweetness dug up in previous posts.”

“Do you all think this is just a clarification post? No, my friends, this is a confession post!!!”

This Weibo post was reposted by Pei Feng, who replied—

Director Pei Feng V: A certain Mr. Xie is just trying to make peace with his wife. So as a good brother, I've prepared a tool to send to my sister-in-law tomorrow. Photo.jpg

In the photo, a plump, round durian with clearly defined spikes filled the frame.

The onlooking netizens almost burst out laughing—

“Hahaha, Director Pei knows how to have fun!”

“This is what you call a true good brother, laughing till I pass out.”

“President Xie: I really have you and your whole family to thank for this.”

“Waiting for President Xie to unlock the 'kneel on a durian' peacemaking posture.”

“...”

Just as everyone was forgetting about Cheng Xi and starting to make memes, a different kind of voice inevitably emerged:

“After all this, even if Cheng Xi isn't Mrs. Xie, she must be the White Moonlight, right? I have to say, when men change their hearts, they're truly heartless.”

“Yeah, he forgot his White Moonlight as soon as he got Mrs. Xie, and he even put the matching couple item he had with his White Moonlight on his wife's wrist. I have to say, this Bodhisattva really knows how to play.”

“...”

As these comments slowly climbed to the top trends, the official Weibo account of the Xie Group reposted Xie Yanli's post, instantly shutting them up.

Xie Group Official Weibo V: Wishing President Xie and his wife a long and happy life together. Our President Xie's wife has lived in splendor since she was a child. Only brilliant and magnificent jewelry is worthy of her. Therefore, apart from this string of prayer beads gifted by an elder, which President Xie gave her, she has no other accessories related to Buddhism. Everyone, it's fine to be an onlooker, but don't ‘eat the wrong melon’.

The onlooking netizens were dying of laughter—

“Hahaha, the official account is awesome, they all but pointed at their noses and called them out for clout-chasing! A boss is a boss, even his face-slapping is so refined!”

“Highlighting the key point: Gifted by an elder!”

“Good thing I didn't sleep tonight, otherwise I would have missed so much drama. The face-slapping is one link after another.”

“I just want to ask that socialite with the surname Cheng, does your face hurt?”

“I'm different from you guys. Right now, I just want to know who on earth Mrs. Xie is. That socialite surnamed Cheng may be a clout-chaser, but she's still one of the top socialites. If even someone like her isn't worthy of being President Xie's wife, then what must Mrs. Xie be like?”

“@TheSecretaryNextDoor, I want all of Mrs. Xie's information!”

“TheSecretaryNextDoor doesn't know either~”

“Hahahahahaha!”

From the early hours until dawn, everyone still couldn't dig up any information about the real Mrs. Xie.

...

At six in the morning, Qin Fan opened her somewhat sore eyes, only to realize that she had cried herself to sleep last night.

She didn't dream all night.

The hospital room was silent. There was no one there.

She pressed her palm on the bed, and as she tried to sit up, a cool, smooth sensation suddenly slipped down from her wrist.

Qin Fan subconsciously looked down.

Shock and confusion flashed in her dark pupils: This is???

The mysterious black prayer beads were piled on her slender, snow-white wrist. Because they were too loose, a few loops had fallen directly onto the back of her hand.

Qin Fan lifted the prayer beads on her wrist, then rubbed her temples, wondering if she was dreaming.

How could Xie Yanli's prayer beads be on her wrist?

Did she have amnesia?

Qin Fan tried hard to remember, but she couldn't recall anything.

She subconsciously looked around. It wasn't until she saw the black suit jacket draped over the back of the nearby sofa, along with Xie Yanli's dark patterned tie, that Qin Fan began to suspect that Xie Yanli had come back last night while she was asleep.

Why did he put these prayer beads on her wrist? Qin Fan frowned, forcefully pulled them off, and raised her hand, preparing to throw them into the nearby trash can.

Her wrist paused, and in the end, she pressed her lips together and threw them to the foot of the bed.

The black prayer beads were particularly conspicuous on the white bedsheet.

For Qin Fan, it was out of sight, out of mind. She would just have Xie Yanli take them away when he returned.

In the quiet room, the ringing of Qin Fan's phone was exceptionally clear.

She reached under the pillow and fumbled for her phone. The screen showed an incoming call from Jiang Rong.

As soon as she answered, she heard Jiang Rong's slightly excited voice: “You're awake! I held back all night and finally waited until six o'clock, afraid of disturbing your rest. Quick, look at Weibo, quick quick quick, President Xie posted on Weibo!”

Qin Fan glanced at the rising sun outside and gave a cool laugh, “What nonsense are you spouting in broad daylight? Xie Yanli doesn't have a Weibo account.”

“It really is President Xie, see for yourself, he opened a new account.”

“Oh my god, my old maiden heart was excited all night. By the way, President Xie should be with you, right? Didn't he tell you?”

“This man is too cool, isn't he? He did such a huge thing and didn't even show off to his wife right away.”

“A husband like President Xie, let me tell you, you have to hold on tight. If you let some other little vixen get him, you'll be the one crying.”

“A perfect man, a perfect husband.”

Jiang Rong felt that if she were ten or twenty years younger, she would want to marry a man like that too.

Listening to this, Qin Fan almost suspected she had transmigrated into some parallel universe.

Was the person Sister Jiang was talking about really Xie Yanli?

She could even say something as insane as ‘Xie Yanli is a perfect husband’.

Qin Fan was rather curious to see what kind of Weibo post Xie Yanli had made last night to make an old maiden's heart flutter.

Thinking no one was in the room, Qin Fan put her phone on speaker and prepared to open Weibo. Unexpectedly, the first thing she saw was the green WeChat icon on her home screen, with a red circle in the top right corner indicating dozens of unread messages.

Qin Fan didn't have time to look, switching to the Weibo page first.

The first thing that caught her eye was a trending topic push notification:

#Business Bodhisattva Xie Yanli's Public Confession to Wife, A Suspected Slap to Ex-Lover#

The words ‘ex-lover’ were particularly glaring to Qin Fan, but she didn't say anything and followed the link to the so-called Weibo of Xie Yanli.

She saw the yellow verification mark.

It was actually Xie Yanli's account?

“Not even a profile picture, so basic,” Qin Fan complained under her breath.

Then she saw the only Weibo post under this account.

Qin Fan's tightly pressed red lips suddenly parted, and a bewildered look flashed in her eyes. Did Xie Yanli really post this?

The Xie Group's public relations department must have posted it on his behalf, right?