Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 511, After the Rain Comes Fair Weather (Part 2)

Chapter 511: 511, After the Rain Comes Fair Weather (Part 2)

Mu Xianxian was helplessly annoyed, yet she couldn’t find an outlet for her vexation.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up. Hadn’t Chu Jin said she would return early tomorrow morning? If she could find a way to stay with the Mo family, wouldn’t she have the chance to be alone with Mo Zhixuan? Since Mo Zhixuan didn’t fancy her, then she would have to make him take responsibility for her. After all, she still had her Divine Doctor uncle to think of something that would surely secure Mo Zhixuan.

As a cunning plan took shape in her heart, the previously dark expression on her face was now filled with brightness and hope.

With this thought, she quietly raised her eyes and looked at Mo Zhixuan. From her perspective, she could just make out the man’s cool, indifferent face, illuminated by the snowy white light, its features so distinct that they seemed as if they were personally carved by God himself. Yet his face always seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and he emanated a regal bearing that intimidated others from even making eye contact.

This was a man who, no matter where he went, was always a figure of high esteem.

Spellbound by him, Mu Xianxian found herself lost in a daze. She felt that even the simple act of Mo Zhixuan chewing was done with such elegance and allure.

Just then, seated next to Mo Zhixuan, Chu Jin slightly lifted her eyes, and their gazes happened to collide with the infatuated gaze of Mu Xianxian. She looked at Mo Zhixuan and then at Mu Xianxian and instantly understood the situation. So this was what she was planning, no wonder she had been targeting her all along.

Mr. Mo was like a walking hormone, always attracting some bad romance!

As for how to gracefully eliminate potential mistresses?

That would be public displays of affection, a variety of them, shown until the other party began to doubt their life!

"Hey," Chu Jin nudged Mr. Mo with her elbow.

Mr. Mo turned his head, looking at her with a tender gaze, "Hmm, what is it, my ancestor?"

Chu Jin moved her lips, "I want to eat shrimp."

"Alright." Mr. Mo immediately picked up his chopsticks to pick a shrimp for Chu Jin. His movements were so smooth as he peeled it and placed it in her bowl, even thoughtfully dipping it in sauce for her. It was evident that he often did such things.

"Not bad," Chu Jin raised her hand and patted his head like she would a big bear, so casual that it made everyone around her widen their eyes, staring at Chu Jin, thinking, this Ninth Sister-in-law sure had guts! She actually dared to pat Ninth Brother’s head; didn’t she know that a man’s head is a no-go zone?

Mu Xianxian watched gleefully, thinking that Chu Jin was far too arrogant. Mo Zhixuan was known for his cold temperament and irascible nature, yet she dared to pat his head! She thought to herself, just you wait, you’re going to get it in a bit! Seriously, who does she think she is!

While everyone silently awaited the coming storm, not only did Mo Zhixuan not get angry, but he also brought the peeled shrimp to Chu Jin’s mouth, the spitting image of a doting husband, worlds away from the violent aura he had in his youth.

Everyone silently retracted their gazes, clutching their hearts, taking a long time to recover as they couldn’t help but exclaim, love is indeed a miraculous thing!

Mu Xianxian’s face was twisted to the extreme! The sourness in her heart was about to overflow. She resented why she wasn’t the one sitting by Mo Zhixuan’s side! What was so good about Chu Jin to deserve such treatment from Mo Zhixuan!

Seeing Mu Xianxian’s changing expressions, Chu Jin felt quite pleased with herself, her mood greatly improved. Looking up at Mr. Mo, she said, "What do you want to eat? I’ll pick it for you."

Mr. Mo glanced down at her and seemed to ask casually, "Can I have anything I want?"

"Of course," Chu Jin replied with a slight raise of her eyebrows, without a second thought.

Mr. Mo looked at her, his eyes deep and heavy. After a moment, he rolled his Adam’s apple, and his low, magnetic voice reached Chu Jin’s ears as he said, "I want to eat you."

Those three indifferent words, he spoke with utmost seriousness, his phoenix eyes reflecting only her image.

Chu Jin blinked lightly, her eyelashes trembling, and nodded thoughtfully, "Hmm, it is already dark, indeed the time for dreams."

By now, she was immune to Mr. Mo’s flirtatious ways.

This person was already getting farther and farther away from the Mr. Mo she knew.

Mo Qingyi, who was nearby, couldn’t stand it any longer and stretched his head in front of Chu Jin, protesting, "Hey, when you guys are showing off your love, can you consider a single dog’s feelings? You think dog food is free or what?"

"Behave, ah," Chu Jin reached out and petted Mo Qingyi’s head, smiling slightly, "Go find Duanmu."

Mo Qingyi hummed discontentedly, not realizing there was something amiss with Chu Jin’s words, turned his head, and said to Duanmu Zhe, "Hurry up, peel a hundred shrimps for your goddess."

"As you command, my goddess," Duanmu Zhe very abnormally cooperated with Mo Qingyi, reaching out and picking up a shrimp, peeling it carefully.

Mo Qingyi was stunned, wondering why she would say such a thing to Duanmu Zhe. Strange, why would Brother Jin tell her to go find Duanmu Zhe?

Meanwhile, Chu Jin also picked up a shrimp and, after peeling it, placed it in Mo Zhixuan’s bowl, smiling lightly, "For your obedience and virtue, I award you this shrimp."

Mo Zhixuan looked at the shrimp in his bowl, his gaze somewhat profound, and he did not pick up his chopsticks for a long time.

Chu Jin was somewhat baffled, "What are you looking at? Eat, can you find a flower in it or what?"

"You eat it instead," Mo Zhixuan picked up the shrimp and put it back into Chu Jin’s bowl.

Chu Jin slightly raised an eyebrow, "You don’t like to eat shrimp? Or, do you have a cleanliness obsession?"

"Neither," Mo Zhixuan looked up at her, "It’s just, I’ve been a bit heaty recently."

"Heaty?" Chu Jin was somewhat perplexed, "What does heatiness have to do with shrimp?"

She was understanding this person’s thought process less and less. Could it be he really has a cleanliness obsession? Disdain because it was peeled by her?

Mo Zhixuan looked at her, the ink in his eyes deepening, and with profound meaning, let out one word, "Shrimp..." He paused, leaning closer, his thin lips coming to Chu Jin’s ear, and slowly uttered four words, "Shrimp is good for kidneys."

The shrimp in Chu Jin’s mouth got stuck in her throat instantly, making her cough violently, with a suspicious layer of red clouds appearing on her face, not knowing whether it was from choking or embarrassment.

"How careless, quickly drink some water." Mo Zhixuan immediately passed her a drink, patting her back and looking as if he knew nothing.

Chu Jin took his water, took a sip, and then finally stopped coughing.

Mr. Mo truly had no shame anymore!

Having lived another life, it was her first time being flirted with by a man like this!

After the dinner party, Chu Jin followed Mo Zhixuan to send everyone to the Mo family’s front door, where a young man said to Mo Zhixuan, "Ninth Brother, we’ll head back first. When you and Ninth Sister-in-law have your event, make sure to invite us all for a drink."

Mo Zhixuan nodded slightly, his words brief and to the point, "I will surely invite everyone when the time comes." He was always a man of few words, always speaking as little as possible.

"Great, then it’s a deal. We’re all looking forward to your celebration," as they approached the boundary of the old Mo family estate, the young man said, "We’ll stop here. Ninth Brother, Ninth Sister-in-law, please stay!"

Chu Jin and Mo Zhixuan kindly stopped in their tracks, watching everyone leave, "Take care on the road."

Only after watching everyone disappear into the night did Mo Zhixuan wrap his arms around Chu Jin and walked back.

The starry sky tonight looked especially bright. Phoenix Manor had a nice environment. Occasionally, the sound of unknown insects could be heard, and fireflies could be seen flying among the greenery—a scene that was hard to come by in present-day cities covered in concrete.

"Look over there, there are fireflies." Chu Jin said with some excitement. The last time she saw fireflies was in her previous life as Qin Jie. That summer, when she was nine, she went to the countryside with her grandmother. Every night, there would be countless fireflies twinkling in the sky.

Gently waving her fan to scatter the fireflies was her most cherished memory—it now seemed like a lifetime ago.

"Do you like it?" Mo Zhixuan looked down at her with gentle eyes set in his handsome face, the night shrouding his ethereal features yet unable to hide his imposing aura.

Chu Jin nodded, "Mhm."

"Come on, follow me to a place," Mr. Mo said, taking her hand and leading her in a different direction.

Chu Jin looked up and asked, "Where are we going?"

Mo Zhixuan stopped, placed his hands on her shoulders, and said, "Close your eyes first. I’ll count to three, and then you can open them."

Chu Jin didn’t ask why and obediently closed her eyes.

"3, 1, 1."

As soon as the man’s voice fell, Chu Jin opened her eyes.

She was taken aback by her surroundings: beneath her feet lay a verdant grassy field, and before her was a sky filled with fireflies, their yellow-green luminescence twinkling like nature’s own stars, close enough to touch. A soft breeze wafted through the air, delivering waves of rich floral scents that were pleasant and not overpowering.

It could easily be described as an earthly paradise, the scene before her.

"Wow, it’s so beautiful," Chu Jin exclaimed, spinning around, her skirt creating a graceful curve as she danced amongst the fireflies, the smiles almost spilling from her face.

Watching her, Mo Zhixuan’s lips also lifted into an almost imperceptible smile—the sort contagious with warmth, as if he had grown years younger simply by being with her.

In her excitement, Chu Jin approached Mo Zhixuan and asked, "How did you find this place?"

This was clearly no longer Phoenix Manor; Mr. Mo was truly impressive—it seemed he could even teleport!

Mo Zhixuan looked down and, pulling a clean handkerchief from his pocket, gently wiped the sweat from her brow, asking softly, "Do you like it?"

Chu Jin gazed around, her eyes brimming with joy, "I love it; it’s very beautiful here."

"I’m glad you like it." Her eyes were filled with the beauty around them, and his with the sight of her.

Everyone has a youthful heart, and Chu Jin was no exception.

That night, Chu Jin truly returned to her eighteen-year-old self, to that age of innocence and carefree joy. She caught fireflies with Mo Zhixuan, picked flowers, wove garlands, sat on the grass watching the stars, and listened to Mo Zhixuan’s childhood stories, along with tales from Superpower World.

"Haha, I didn’t expect you to be that kind of Mr. Mo; I could laugh at this for a whole day," Chu Jin said, her eyes alight with amusement. It was hard to believe that someone as cool and distant as Mr. Mo had been such a mischievous child, once knocking out half a tooth of a playmate with a slingshot and, when caught, blaming it on Mo Feixue.

When she laughed, her delicate almond-shaped eyes squinted into crescents, shimmering with the splendor of the stars above, her red lips and white teeth only adding to her enchantment—ahead garland paled in comparison.

She truly was more lovely than the flowers themselves.

Mr. Mo was momentarily dazed before correcting, "I was three at the time, and after three, I didn’t play with them anymore."

The stars and fireflies above bore witness to their love.

"Wow, you could use a slingshot at three; you really are amazing," Chu Jin said while quickly finishing another garland and playfully placing it on Mr. Mo’s head.

The crown of colorful flowers looked surprisingly fitting on Mr. Mo’s head, adding a unique charm—indeed, good looks give you leeway!

Mr. Mo didn’t refuse, still indulging her antics, his phoenix eyes full of tolerance and affection, "Of course, your husband is incredible." As he spoke, he reached out to embrace Chu Jin in his arms.

"Narcissist." The two sat on the grass like that, gazing up at the starry sky, her face against his chest, his steady and forceful heartbeat echoing in her ears, beat by beat, each one distinctly audible.

This night was exceptionally peaceful and extraordinarily beautiful.

Years later, when Chu Jin reminisced about that night, her face still couldn’t help but break into laughter.

It was unclear how much time had passed before Chu Jin reluctantly stood up from the grass, "It’s getting late, let’s go home."

"Alright, close your eyes first," Mo Zhixuan also stood up.

Chu Jin obediently closed her eyes, but this time, she didn’t wait for Mr. Mo’s countdown.

Chu Jin quickly felt something different about Mr. Mo and woke up immediately, her face blushing as she pushed him away, "Um, we really should go back now."

Mr. Mo looked at her, his eyes slightly deep, his voice somewhat hoarse, "Let’s go," he said, then added, "Close your eyes first."

Chu Jin looked at him, her eyes not closing, her gaze filled with wariness, clearly distrusting him a bit.

Mr. Mo sighed helplessly, "Relax, there will be no funny business this time."

Seeing his serious expression, Chu Jin finally closed her eyes. In almost an instant, when she opened her eyes again, they were already standing at the entrance of the Mo family’s ancestral home, the house brightly lit, the moon hanging high in the sky.

If it were not for the flower crown still on Mr. Mo’s head, Chu Jin might have thought that everything that just occurred was merely an illusion.

As soon as the two of them walked inside, the Mo family’s matriarch came out to greet them. When she saw the flower crowns on their heads, she paused for a moment, and then smiled warmly, "Back already."

The Mo family’s matriarch could tell that ever since her son met Chu Jin, her usually cold and reserved child had changed a lot.

Chu Jin looked at the clock on the wall; it was past midnight, and she said in surprise, "Auntie, it’s so late, why aren’t you asleep yet?"

"With age, my sleep isn’t as good, and seeing that you hadn’t returned, I waited a bit longer. Now that I see you’re back, I can rest easy. Hurry upstairs to rest, I’m going to sleep as well," the Mo family’s matriarch said, yawning.

"Alright," Mr. Mo said, putting his arm around Chu Jin’s shoulder, "we’ll go upstairs to rest now, mom, good night."

"Go ahead," the Mo family’s matriarch waved her hand, "good night."

The Mo family’s matriarch watched the two of them go upstairs, her face beaming with contentment.

After going upstairs, the two returned to their respective rooms. By the time Chu Jin finished washing up and went to bed, it was already past one in the morning.

As soon as Chu Jin hit the bed, she fell asleep, a dreamless night.

The next morning.

Golden sunlight beamed in through the window. When Chu Jin awoke, it was already past 8 a.m. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw an enlarged, handsome face.

Well-defined features, thick and long eyelashes, a high-bridged nose, and lips as finely carved as from a knife’s edge, his stern face seemed to be an artwork personally sculpted by God himself, exuding an intimidating presence, even in sleep.

She squinted at the face for a while, feeling something was off, then closed her eyes again. However, when she opened her eyes once more, the view hadn’t changed, and she realized then that this was not a dream.