I Became a Billionaire After Being Reborn
Chapter 273: Not for Sale Unless It’s Less Than 8.88 Million

Chapter 273: Chapter 273: Not for Sale Unless It’s Less Than 8.88 Million

She appeared to be around thirty years old, with a remarkable presence, giving the impression of being well-read and reasonable.

She began speaking with a smile, "I met her a few days ago when I had a severe reaction and was vomiting badly. She didn’t mind the dirt and stench, and took care of me in the restroom, found me hot water, and didn’t leave until I was all right."

A few gossiping women immediately understood her point.

"That’s good of her then. She must be really nice."

"Yeah, these days celebrities act so high and mighty. But she seems different from the rumors."

"Hey, not to change the subject, but she can really sing well," someone chimed in, blatantly shifting the conversation.

The group soon moved past this topic, not indulging in further gossip.

Lin Zhi glanced at the pregnant woman and thought highly of her.

Regardless of whose child Lan Linglong was carrying, she believed Lan Linglong was a genuinely good person and her current favourite female celebrity.

Perhaps feeling some fondness towards the pregnant woman, Lin Zhi occasionally checked on her.

Soon, she noticed the woman looked somewhat pale and seemed uncomfortable.

Looking at her belly, which was rather large, Lin Zhi thought to herself that it’s common to feel discomfort in the late stages of pregnancy.

Lin Zhi hesitated for a moment before quietly switching places with someone next to her and sat down beside the pregnant woman, who looked confused at the gesture.

"I specialize in obstetrics. You seem uncomfortable; may I check on you?" Lin Zhi asked kindly.

The pregnant woman soon realized she was probably a doctor from Ji Group’s private hospital.

"Thank you," the pregnant woman extended her hand.

Lin Zhi: "..."

I don’t know how to take a pulse!

"Sorry, just let me check your stomach," Lin Zhi said with a smile.

The pregnant woman hesitated, then nodded in agreement.

Lin Zhi touched her belly and smiled, "Don’t worry. Your belly is just experiencing some Braxton Hicks contractions, nothing serious. The baby is fine too."

Reassured, the pregnant woman seemed quite patient in chatting with Lin Zhi, "How old are you? You look so young."

"21," Lin Zhi said, revealing her nominal age, which was practically her true age.

"So young and already a doctor, you have a limitless future," the pregnant woman praised.

"I’m merely a midwife, not really a doctor," Lin Zhi admitted honestly and then advised, "Do you tend to eat cold foods? You should cut down on that, it can easily cause contractions."

"Yes, the weather has been hot, and I love eating ice cream," the pregnant woman was surprised, "You could tell that just by looking?"

"It was merely a guess."

"Well, I really appreciate your advice, I’ll stop eating it. Oh, here’s my business card, you should come to my art exhibition when you have a chance."

Art exhibition?

She’s an artist then.

Lin Zhi took her business card, looked at the name, and paused.

Guan Qi.

Why does that name sound so familiar?

It seemed like she had heard it somewhere.

"Are you an artist?" Lin Zhi asked her.

Before Guan Qi could reply, a woman nearby enthusiastically said, "You don’t know Guan Qi, the great artist? She’s a world-renowned top-level artist, a single painting of hers worth a fortune, never sells for less than 8.88 million."

Lin Zhi was jolted!

Right, it’s her!

The one famed for her paintings, each worth a fortune, never selling for less than 8.88 million!

It was the figure of 8.88 million that left a deep impression on Lin Zhi; otherwise, she couldn’t have recalled who she was.