Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 137 (4th watch)

Chapter 137: 137 (4th watch)

The little girl blinked her big, watery eyes, "Jin, did that auntie just turn into a Golden Dragon and fly away?"

Chu Jin nodded, "Yes, so you must keep this fan safe. You can’t just give it away as a gift to someone else in the future, otherwise, Auntie Golden Dragon will get angry."

Out of her admiration for the Golden Dragon, the little girl nodded firmly, "Oh, I understand now."

If she couldn’t give it away now, she’d wait until Jin became her mommy to give it to Jin.

Once Jin became her mommy, then she wouldn’t be a stranger anymore.

Plus, she somewhat understood that Auntie Golden Dragon turning into a dragon and flying away had something to do with Jin.

What to do, she was finding herself more and more in awe of Jin...

As dusk fell and the lights came on, the nightlife in Capital City was even busier than during the day.

The little girl rode on the back of her pet bread, swaggering homeward.

Strutting through the streets like a little tyrant.

Along the way, she drew many glances from passersby.

There were also those with no good intentions who tried to approach the little girl, but they were all scared stiff by the pet bread’s bared teeth and fled with their tails between their legs.

Don’t be fooled by bread’s usually honest and cute appearance; when it got angry, even a grown man could be frightened half to death.

After seeing off the little girl, Chu Jin also started packing up her stall, ready to leave.

Just as she reached the roadside, a black Bugatti Veyron screeched to a stop right in front of her.

The next second, her body was enveloped by the tall figure of a man, and the scent of tobacco instantly filled her nostrils.

"Excuse me," Chu Jin said without lifting her head.

"Get in," a cold, magnetic voice came from above.

It carried a hint of imperiousness.

That voice, it sounded somewhat familiar.

Chu Jin instinctively looked up, and what met her eyes was a face with chiseled features, cool lips almost pressed into a line, the dim light casting an air of haughtiness and mystery over him.

Though Chu Jin was used to seeing beautiful people, she was not immune to this man.

What little fresh meat, tough guys, next to him, they all became mere backdrops.

Seeing that Chu Jin remained silent, Mo Zhixuan slightly furrowed his brows, his hand encircling her waist and pulling open the car door, he shoved her into the passenger seat.

It wasn’t until Chu Jin was seated in the car that she still felt dazed.

What did this man want with her?

Why would he suddenly pull her into his car?

Was it for her to repay him for saving her life?

Zi in her Purple Thunder Space touched her chin, "Hmm, Jin, your analysis makes sense, don’t you Earthlings have the trope of repaying a life-saving grace with a promise of yourself?"

Chu Jin’s eyebrows twitched and she immediately blocked Zi out.

This was a new skill she had inadvertently acquired; she didn’t expect it to be quite useful in crucial moments.

Zi: The supreme being feels wronged, but the supreme being won’t say!

While she was still slightly stunned, Mo Zhixuan leaned towards her again, the cool touch of his hair brushing against her chin, and Chu Jin’s breathing became slightly more erratic.

It was ticklish and numbing, as if a feather were gently sweeping over the depths of her heart.

If she just looked down, she could see his refined jawline and the smooth contours of his face.

Her respiration became disorderly, the atmosphere growing somewhat enigmatic.

’Click-clack.’

As the sound of the seat belt clicking shut rang out, Mo Zhixuan turned and returned to his own seat.

Chu Jin let out a sigh of relief, realizing he was just putting on her seatbelt.

"Mr. Mo," Chu Jin turned her head and asked, "where are you taking me?"

The man was focused on the road, his reply was concise, "To eat."

To eat?

He came looking for her specifically to take her out for a meal?

Well, since this man had saved her twice, it was only right to invite him for a meal.

She and he, they were friends, weren’t they?

No, maybe a little closer than friends, given they had a life-saving bond.

The air conditioning in the car was on full blast, and the melodious sounds of a guzheng encompassed her. Chu Jin hadn’t expected for him to have such an artistic side.

He actually listened to guzheng music.

Who knows how much time passed.

And then the Bugatti Veyron slowly drove into the underground parking lot of a large shopping mall.

Mo Zhixuan got out of the car and opened the door for Chu Jin.

What fell into his view was her peaceful sleeping face, dense, long eyelashes casting shadows on her face.

Her breathing shallow, her profile delicate as jade.

The man’s sensual Adam’s apple unconsciously rolled twice.

"Wake up, we’ve arrived," the man finally spoke softly after a moment, his tone deep.

"Oh..." On hearing this, Chu Jin suddenly opened her eyes, clarity shining in those captivating peach blossom pupils, without a hint of the grogginess of one just awakened.

She unbuckled her seatbelt and got out of the car.

"Hey, what’s wrong with your voice? Do you have a sore throat?" Chu Jin asked casually.

Mainly because the atmosphere was too strange, she wanted to say something to lighten the mood.

"Hm?" Mo Zhixuan hesitated before replying, "It’s nothing."

Chu Jin: "..."