Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 708 - 710, Duanmu Sheng (first update)

Chapter 708: 710, Duanmu Sheng (first update)

Mo Qingyi always had a good memory, but she really couldn’t recall where she had seen Zi before.

Chu Jin smiled faintly, "Remember that time in South Mountain Town? That dark, plump..."

As she described, the image of a child resembling a Fuwa doll burst into Mo Qingyi’s mind, and she suddenly got it, excitedly shouting, "Ah! You’re Zi! I remember now! I remember!"

Mo Qingyi excitedly hugged Zi Qi. Mo Qingyi didn’t remember Zi Qi, but she remembered Zi.

Seeing this.

Mo Zhixuan became even more depressed.

What exactly is so good about this Zi Qi?

Looking so dark and slick.

Like a lump of coal.

Why did even Mo Qingyi succumb?

Mo Qingyi remembered Zi.

Back then, in South Mountain Town, Chu Jin had risked her life to save her and Miao Xinran. It was Zi who saved Chu Jin, and in a way, Zi was her lifesaver.

Mo Qingyi held Zi, her voice filled with excitement, "I remember you were chubby and little, how did you suddenly become like this?"

In just four years, Zi had changed too much, transforming from a six or seven-year-old child to a grown boy. If it weren’t for Chu Jin’s reminder, Mo Qingyi wouldn’t have recognized that the youth before her was the same child from South Mountain Town.

"Qing Qing! How did you recognize me?" Zi was also somewhat excited; it felt really good to be remembered by someone.

In his excitement, Zi was a bit puzzled.

It’s strange, he had changed so much, how did Chu Jin and Mo Qingyi recognize him?

Especially Chu Jin.

She almost recognized him instantly.

Well, maybe it’s really because he’s too handsome!

So handsome that it’s unforgettable.

Zi thought prettily to himself.

After all, he is the universe under heaven, a gorgeous man who splits the skies with his handsomeness.

However, the next second, Mo Qingyi mercilessly shattered his illusion.

Mo Qingyi, looking at Zi, blurted out almost without thinking, "Because you’re dark! Your skin, those teeth, just like they were back then."

Because Zi was indeed too dark, he just had to smile, and his shining white teeth would be revealed, twinkling like stars in the night sky, making it hard for anyone to forget them.

"Ah?!" Zi Qi was stunned, staring at Mo Qingyi with a look of complete bewilderment. Was it not because of his handsomeness?

"Ah! No, that’s not what I meant," Mo Qingyi hastily corrected, realizing she might have been too blunt, "What I mean is, your darkness is rather distinctive."

Zi’s expression became even more dejected, "Ah..." My goodness! Was he really that dark? He hadn’t even found a girlfriend yet!

This didn’t seem right either, and Mo Qingyi tried to make amends, "No, no, no, I mean, you’re just noticeably darker than the average person... that’s all."

Darker than the average person?

Zi felt like crying.

Why was everyone picking on this young man?

"Don’t be sad," Mo Qingyi patted Zi’s shoulder, trying to console him, "Actually, you’re just uniquely dark here, think about it, there are many people in this world who are as dark as you... even darker than you."

At these words, a glimmer of hope flashed through Zi’s eyes, and he eagerly asked, "Qing Qing, are there really people darker than me? Have you seen them?"

Misery loves company.

Only when you find out that someone is more miserable than you do you receive solace.

Zi tried to cheer himself up with a misery comparison.

As long as he found out that there were people in the world darker than him, Zi would feel at ease.

Mo Qingyi nodded with a guilty conscience, "Of course I’ve seen them, what’s your darkness compared to theirs? At least you can be seen during the day, some people are so dark that they become invisible..."

Zi Qi continued to inquire, "Who have you seen that’s darker than me?"

Now, the only consolation for Zi Qi was knowing there were people darker than him.

Mo Qingyi thought for a moment and then said, "Africa, there are plenty of people in Africa darker than you."

Zi Qi: "..." He might as well not have asked. Although he was dark, how could he compare himself to Africans?

"Right, I keep forgetting to ask you, where is Xinran?" Zi Qi swiftly changed the subject from ’darkness’ because his fragile heart couldn’t take any more blows.

"Oh right, where is Xinran?" Chu Jin was so busy she had been dizzy, and for a moment had forgotten Miao Xinran.

She remembered that a year ago, on her wedding day with Mo Zhixuan, Miao Xinran had come back.

"Xinran didn’t come with us to Superpower World. After that incident, she went to travel the world. I can’t get in touch with her now," Mo Qingyi’s expression dimmed as she spoke.

Speaking of which, Miao Xinran didn’t even know the news that Chu Jin had come back.

What a pity.

If Xinran knew this piece of news, she would definitely be very happy.

"Xinran must be doing well too," Chu Jin said with a light smile, "all three of us are fine, and one day, we’ll surely meet again."

"Mhm, we’re all doing fine," Mo Qingyi nodded earnestly.

"Jin, since you and Qingyi are both old friends of Zi Qi, why don’t we treat Zi Qi to a meal? After all, he has been a great help to us this past year," Mo Zhixuan felt that if he didn’t join in now, he would completely lack presence.

So, he had to make Zi Qi re-acquaint himself with his identity.

Just looking at Zi Qi, this young fellow was obviously up to no good.

Daring to hug and hold his Jin! It’s one thing for Mo Qingyi, but didn’t he know that Jin already belonged to someone?

Didn’t he know that her rightful husband was still around?

He must not be taking him seriously at all!

Mo Zhixuan was furious, extremely furious.

"Sure," Chu Jin asked with a smiling gaze, "Zi, what would you like to eat?"

Mo Zhixuan felt like he was about to lose his footing!

Why not ask him what he would like to eat? Instead, why ask Zi Qi!

Ah! How infuriating! What to do now that he was even more upset?

Despite his anger, Mo Zhixuan still acted as if nothing had happened, maintaining his composure as he looked towards Zi Qi, "Zi Qi, you don’t need to be polite with us, just say what you’d like to eat."

"Brother, brother, I know a place that’s really tasty, Zi will definitely love it," Mo Qingyi cheerfully latched onto Zi Qi’s arm, "Zi, let’s go, I’ll take you for some delicious food."

In Mo Qingyi’s heart, Zi Qi would always be that adorable and chubby child.

In Zi Qi’s heart, Mo Qingyi would always be that kind elder sister.

When they first met, Zi was very impressed with Mo Qingyi and Miao Xinran because they had introduced her to the wonderful world of snacks.

So, when these two walked together, hand in hand, it was purely a sibling relationship.

Mo Zhixuan finally breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly realized that, at last, his sister had proved to be useful, and he began to see Mo Qingyi in a more favorable light.

It was such a coincidence.

While eating, the four of them ran into Duanmu Zhe again.

At that moment.

Mo Qingyi was peeling shrimp for Zi Qi to eat.

Duanmu Zhe was stunned.

He knew Zi Qi and was aware that Mo Zhixuan could wait up until now all thanks to Zi Qi’s merit.

If it hadn’t been for Zi Qi, Mo Zhixuan would have turned into a clump of yellow soil by now.

However, Duanmu Zhe didn’t know that Zi Qi was so familiar with Mo Qingyi. When did these two become so close?

How come he knew nothing about it?

Could someone explain it to him?

Mo Qingyi was really too unbecoming, how could she peel shrimp for Zi Qi?

This was a task that men should be doing.

"Brother, what are you staring at?" Duanmu Sheng waved her hand in front of Duanmu Zhe’s face.

Duanmu Sheng was Duanmu Zhe’s third elder sister, very beautiful, and she was the kind that had been beautiful from young to adult, always recognized as the school beauty from primary school to university.

"Oh," Duanmu Zhe came back to his senses, "I saw Ninth Brother and Sister-in-law, come, Third Sister, let me take you to say hi."

"Sure." Duanmu Sheng stood up from her chair, eager to meet this legendary Sister-in-law.

The legendary Sister-in-law seemed to be a great beauty.

And her methods were very severe.

Duanmu Sheng, being a beauty herself, became very curious about Chu Jin when she heard that she was also quite beautiful.

She just wanted to see how beautiful this legendary Sister-in-law was, to captivate a man like Mo Zhixuan.

"Ninth Brother, Sister-in-law, Qingyi, Zi Qi," Duanmu Zhe approached with Duanmu Sheng, greeting them politely.

Mo Qingyi then came to her senses and looked up at them with a bit of surprise, "Third Sister, Duanmu Xiaosi, you’re here too." As she spoke, Mo Qingyi placed the peeled shrimp into Zi’s bowl.

And Zi, without any protests, just ate the shrimp as if Mo Qingyi was supposed to peel them for her.

Duanmu Zhe frowned subtly and then nodded, "Yeah, Third Sister and I came here to eat." After saying this, Duanmu Zhe continued, "Third Sister, let me introduce you, this is Ninth Sister-in-law."

Upon seeing Chu Jin, Duanmu Sheng was momentarily taken aback.

She had long heard that the legendary Sister-in-law was very beautiful.

But Duanmu Sheng did not expect Chu Jin to be this strikingly beautiful.

Duanmu Sheng had always been proud of her own beauty, always outshining others wherever she went. She had never even considered Mu Xianxian as a contender, disdainful of such external vanity. If she had, the title of number one beauty would not have gone to Mu Xianxian.

However, upon seeing Chu Jin, for the first time, she experienced the saying, there is always someone better.

This was a unique beauty that stood apart from the world.

Beauty that was exuberant.

Heart-stopping.

And truly embodied the phrase, a beauty like jade.

No wonder she captivated Ninth Brother.

Duanmu Sheng quickly regained her composure and said very politely, "Sister-in-law, hello, I am Duanmu Zhe’s third elder sister, Duanmu Sheng, just call me Sheng Sheng."

Duanmu Sheng appreciated beauty, and thus her impression of Chu Jin was very favorable.

"Sheng Sheng, hello, I’m Chu Jin." Chu Jin also stood up and gently shook Duanmu Sheng’s hand.

Heavenly appearance, easygoing, generous...

These were probably Duanmu Sheng’s first impressions of Chu Jin. She had thought that someone as beautiful as Chu Jin, who was recognized as Mo Zhixuan’s wife, would be as arrogant and disdainful as Zheng Chuyi, proud of her status above all else.

But unexpectedly, Chu Jin turned out to be so approachable, giving off the impression of an april breeze.

Yet within that approachability, there was no lack of dignity.

She truly had the air of a lady.

In short, Duanmu Sheng’s first impression of Chu Jin was very good.

After introducing Chu Jin, Duanmu Zhe pointed at Zi Qi and said, "Third Sister, this is the great ’heap of dog crap’ from our Superpower World..." He immediately coughed lightly, embarrassed, and corrected himself, "Slip of the tongue, I meant Great National Division, Zi Qi."

Duanmu Sheng: "..." Heh, what a slip of the tongue, such a grand excuse. Her brother was getting sneakier by the day, cursing people in such creative ways.

Mo Zhixuan picked up a napkin to wipe his mouth, concealing the exaggerated arc of a smile at the corner of his lips beneath the napkin. Duanmu Zhe was doing great.

Giant dog crap!

Ha ha.

Chu Jin silently ate her shrimp without speaking, observing that Duanmu Zhe usually looked so gentle and scholarly, yet he spoke with such a venomous tongue.

Poor Zi.

He had been insulted as a giant heap of dog crap and was still laughing so happily.

Such a naive, silly child.

He really had lived those thousands of years in vain.

Chu Jin knew that Duanmu Zhe misunderstood Mo Qingyi and Zi, which was why he deliberately said so.

Duanmu Zhe and Mo Qingyi were really quite something, both clearly liking each other, but neither taking the initiative to clarify their relationship. After more than a year, there was still no progress between them.

It seemed they both lacked a catalyst between them.

And Zi Qi was just the right catalyst.

So, Chu Jin chose to see through it without pointing it out.

Poor Zi Qi would have to endure this!

"Big Dog..." Before she could spit out the word ’crap,’ Duanmu Sheng quickly revised, "Great National Division, hello, I am Duanmu Sheng,"