Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 143 Unmarried Husband (Part 2)

Chapter 143: 143 Unmarried Husband (Part 2)

She is Mr. Mo’s guest?

Then, by what status did she enter this villa?

A mistress? A fling?

She despised those who would cling to the powerful for money the most.

At such a young age, not studying diligently, already learning how to seduce men!

It’s truly shameful!

She also loathed those who relied on their good looks to effortlessly get everything they wanted.

Why couldn’t she, who worked so hard, get even close to Mr. Mo?

And that person, with lower education and less experience than herself, could stand beside Mr. Mo.

What gave her the right?

Just because of that pretty face?

The gaze of Zuo Lingxiang, downcast, was filled with malevolence, as if laced with poison. She had never suffered such an insult, such humiliation in all her life!

"Zuo Lingxiang!" Aunt Zhang tugged on Zuo Lingxiang’s sleeve, reminding her sternly, "You haven’t apologized to this lady yet!"

Zuo Lingxiang responded reluctantly.

After all, her mother had worked here for so many years, toiling wholeheartedly, dedicating over a decade.

Could it be that Mr. Mo would embarrass her for some insignificant little fling?

Plus, her mom had already slapped her!

"I’m sorry, miss, please forgive me," she said with an apology on her lips but not a hint of remorse on her face.

The hatred in her eyes was evident, without a shred of repentance.

Aunt Zhang followed closely, carefully maintaining a smile, originally wanting to say that Zuo Lingxiang was young and to ask Chu Jin not to take her seriously, but then she realized Chu Jin was even younger than Zuo Lingxiang.

She had to switch her approach, "Miss, I’m really sorry, Xiang Xiang has been spoiled by me since she was young. She’s disrespectful and I hope you won’t stoop to her level..."

Chu Jin couldn’t be bothered to take Zuo Lingxiang seriously and, besides, Aunt Zhang’s slap was not light. Chu Jin saw no need to be unreasonably unforgiving, and smiled, "It’s nothing."

Zuo Lingxiang muttered discontentedly, "It’s not even a big deal..."

Would she have been slapped if her mother hadn’t made such a fuss over it?

As a distinguished law student from C University, humbling herself to apologize to a little fling was already giving her enough face.

Chu Jin didn’t want to make an issue of it, but Mo Zhixuan couldn’t stand his fiancée being slighted in his own home.

But years of good upbringing reminded him he couldn’t hit a woman.

Mo Zhixuan set the gift bag aside casually, reached out to pull up Chu Jin, and with a hand gently encircling her waist, said to Zhang’s wife and daughter, "This is my fiancée, Chu Jin."

That brief sentence, however, shocked the three bystanders.

Especially Zuo Lingxiang.

Her face turned instantly pale, her blood ran cold, like withered wood turned to ash.

No wonder she spoke French, no wonder she dared to confront her so confidently.

What was she just now? A laughingstock?

Performing a sword dance in front of Guan Yu?

Zuo Lingxiang bit her lip hard, covering her face with one hand, not daring to look at him anymore. Her emotions, barely settled, were again tumultuous.

Her heart was sour and painfully uncomfortable.

If she had just tried a little harder, could she have stood by his side?

Mo Zhixuan’s frown deepened and his tone grew slightly cold as he continued, "One should know one’s place. Don’t mistake ignorance for capital to flaunt foolishness. Since Jin doesn’t want to lower herself to your level, let’s leave today’s matter be. If this happens again, you needn’t show up here in the future."

Mr. Mo’s mention of ’Jin’ sounded intimate and effortlessly natural.

Knowing one’s place?

Was he speaking about her?

Zuo Lingxiang looked up incredulously at Mo Zhixuan. As the first college student to emerge from her village, she was accustomed to flattery and adulation.

Who didn’t revolve around her?

No one had ever spoken to her like that before!

Those words were even more unbearable than the slap she had just received!

Zuo Lingxiang clenched her lips tightly, trembling all over.

So what if she was his fiancée?

One day, she would rise above everyone else!

She would show Chu Jin that happiness gained from a pretty face wouldn’t last long!

Hearing Mo Zhixuan speaking so, Aunt Zhang exhaled in relief.

"Alright, sir, rest assured, there won’t be a next time. I will definitely educate this child well when we get back," she said.

After speaking, Aunt Zhang looked at Mo Zhixuan again carefully, "Sir, if there’s nothing else, I’ll take Xiang Xiang back to our room now."

Mo Zhixuan nodded slightly, "Go ahead."

With Mo Zhixuan’s permission, Aunt Zhang immediately took Zuo Lingxiang back to the servant’s room on the third floor.

Chu Jin was stunned, too. What joke was this man playing? When did she become his fiancée?

Seeing her in a daze, Mo Zhixuan couldn’t help but reach out and ruffle her hair, his deep, cool phoenix eyes twinkling with a hint of teasing, "Surprised by that answer? Didn’t they tell you, you have a fiancé?"