Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 181 Going to the Hospital (First Update)

Chapter 181: 181 Going to the Hospital (First Update)

After ending the call, Chu Jin looked at the gradually darkening phone screen, feeling inexplicably better.

The gloom that had lingered in her heart disappeared all at once.

Putting the phone back in her pocket, Chu Jin found an old newspaper, folded it into a hat, put it on her head, and, with a feather duster from the vase, began to clean.

"Cough cough cough, this smell is really strong." While Chu Jin was busy, a warm male voice emerged in the air.

Chu Jin put down the feather duster in her hands and looked toward the source of the voice, suddenly colliding with a pair of deep and cold eyes.

Just like the first time she saw him, that stunning beauty made people unconsciously sink into it.

Her heartbeat suddenly sped up.

"You must be Sister Nine, right?" At this moment, a young man with an extraordinary demeanor stepped out from behind Mo Zhixuan.

He quickly approached Chu Jin and greeted her enthusiastically, "Sister Nine, let me introduce myself. My name is Zhou Xunian, you can call me Xunian or Little Zhou,"

Zhou Xunian extended his right hand, friendly and outgoing, the bright red rose tattooed at the base of his thumb was particularly eye-catching.

The young girl before him had a picturesque appearance, perfection embodied; it was no wonder that at such a young age she had a beauty that could cause cities to fall. No wonder Ninth Brother was so worried about her.

Her left face was a bit swollen, and there was a clear fingerprint, but this did not detract from her beauty. Instead, it added a different kind of elegance.

Chu Jin’s mouth twitched and she dryly responded, "Hello, I am Chu Jin." Then she extended her hand leisurely.

This Mr. Mo’s friend is indeed... interesting.

Not only was he overly familiar, but his taste was also unique—for a grown man to have tattooed a bright, dripping rose on his hand.

Could he possibly be gay?

Chu Jin looked at the rose, her thoughts drifting far away.

Seeing their hands clasped together, and Chu Jin’s slightly dazed expression, Mo Zhixuan stepped forward, his eyes darkening with a look that warned Zhou Xunian, "Your Sister Nine is young and timid; don’t scare her."

The sharpness in his brows, which had softened slightly, involuntarily furrowed together again.

Zhou Xunian did not miss the warning in Mo Zhixuan’s eyes and hurriedly let go of Chu Jin’s hand, grumbling inwardly that Ninth Brother was being too petty. It was only a handshake, after all.

He wasn’t like this before when he was engaged to Zheng Chuyi.

He remembered when there was an engagement between him and Zheng Chuyi, and Jiang Mubai was hugging and holding her, Mo Zhixuan hardly showed any expression.

Why had he become so petty now!

It appeared that the secular world really could change a person.

Zhou Xunian sheepishly retracted his hand back into his pocket and began nonchalantly inspecting the decorations in the house.

He feared that if he glanced at Sister Nine one more time, Ninth Brother might very well gouge his eyes out.

There’s indeed a saying in the secular world that wasn’t wrong.

"Women are like limbs, brothers like clothes."

Sigh, it’s heart-wrenching.

Alas, it seems I will have to consume dog food by the ton today.

No, he had to speed things up, to earnestly persuade Ninth Brother to return to ruling over the major affairs soon, so that he could return to the Superpower World to complete his mission, and also to see his Weiwei sooner.

"What happened to your face? Who did this?" Mo Zhixuan’s frown deepened as he touched her swollen cheek, a chilling aura emanating from him that was hard to bear.

He hadn’t noticed when he first came in, but her face had swollen up like this.

Chu Jin subconsciously touched her left face and said indifferently, "It’s nothing, just a minor injury. It will be better by tomorrow morning."

The ones in trouble would be the Zhao family.

Starting today, she would reclaim everything the Zhao family owed her predecessor, bit by bit. Now, she had nothing left to worry about.

As Mo Zhixuan spoke up, Zhou Xunian chimed in, "Sister Nine, don’t be afraid. Tell Ninth Brother so he can take revenge for you." He had been hesitant to ask about her face directly earlier; being so blunt might have embarrassed a girl.

"It’s really nothing," Chu Jin smiled helplessly.

This slap on her face was nothing, compared to the two slaps Zhao Yiling had on her face, it was much better.

"Who did it, exactly?" Mo Zhixuan continued staring at her, the coldness in his eyes almost spilling over.

The voice was so cold it seemed ice might drip from it.

Every time he thought about how this person had been unwilling to lay a hand on herself, yet had been bullied by others like this, Mo Zhixuan felt tightness and discomfort in his heart.

Since he was her fiancé, he had to take responsibility for her.

His fiancée, how could he allow outsiders to bully her?

Knowing that Mr. Mo was showing concern for her, a warm current slowly swept through Chu Jin’s heart, and the corners of her lips curved slightly, "Really, it’s nothing; even if I told you, what would you do? Get into a fight with someone? How childish would that be?"

Mo Zhixuan’s lips were pressed tightly together, and he didn’t speak, but deep anger could be seen on his face.

The next second, Chu Jin was lifted by the waist, and a faint scent of tobacco instantly filled her nostrils. The sudden movement made her instinctively wrap her arms around his neck.

Chu Jin looked up in surprise, and from her angle, she could just make out his sexy Adam’s apple and his exquisitely cold jawline, "What are you doing? Put me down."

Feeling the warm breath on her neck, Mo Zhixuan unconsciously tightened his grip on his arms and his thin lips parted slightly, "I’m taking you to the hospital."

It’s just a minor injury; do we need to go to the hospital for that?

But she knew that she simply couldn’t refuse him at this moment.

Chu Jin closed her eyes and spoke helplessly, "Then put me down first, I can walk by myself."

After she finished speaking, she struggled to get down, but the man’s arms only tightened around her, "You are injured."

Chu Jin raised her eyebrows slightly, "...I injured my face."

Mo Zhixuan didn’t speak further; while holding Chu Jin, he walked outside and towards Zhou Xunian, "I’m taking your Ninth Sister-in-law to the hospital. Please take care of the sanitation here."

Zhou Xunian smiled and waved at Mo Zhixuan, "Ninth Brother, you just concentrate on taking Ninth Sister-in-law to the hospital. Leave this place to me; I assure you everything will be taken care of perfectly."

Watching the figure gradually receding into the distance, Zhou Xunian revealed an intriguing smile. It seemed that this time... Ninth Brother had truly fallen in too deep.

Mo Zhixuan held her all the way to the parking area. There were many residents in the villa district, and many eyes turned towards Chu Jin as they walked by.

Some were envious, some were scrutinizing, and still others... sympathetic. A mix of all these gazes intertwined.

Overwhelmed by it all, Chu Jin buried her face directly into Mr. Mo’s chest.

She could feel his warm breath with each inhale and exhale, clearly traveling through the thin layer of his clothing.

Mo Zhixuan’s mood inexplicably brightened, and the corners of his mouth also curled up slightly.

The driver was already waiting in front of the car for Mo Zhixuan. Seeing his own boss holding a woman made him visibly stunned.

But he composed himself quickly and opened the car door for Mo Zhixuan, ignoring the rare smile on his boss’s face, and calmly said, "Mr. Mo, please."

How could the boss be smiling?

It must have been an illusion. Yes, definitely just that.

Mo Zhixuan held Chu Jin as he leaned in and sat down in the car, and even once they were inside, he showed no intention of letting go but instead held her tightly, circled in his arms.

With a slight lift of his head, he instructed the driver, "Go to the nearest hospital."

His strong arms were wrapped tightly around her waist, and as Mo Zhixuan lowered his eyes to glance at the person in his embrace, he felt a warmth from deep within his heart, and his pulse missed a few beats.

Then, he slowly closed his phoenix eyes.

His long and thick eyelashes cast a shadow.

The interior of the enclosed car was very quiet.

So quiet that one could hear his heartbeat and the unique clean, cold scent of this person.

A soft blush secretly spread across Chu Jin’s cheeks.

"Hey," Chu Jin looked up at him and reminded, "We’re in the car, you can let go now."

Mr. Mo, with his eyes closed, acted as if he hadn’t heard.

Seeing him remain silent, Chu Jin continued, "Mo Zhixuan, let me go."

Mr. Mo still feigned sleep, without a word or any intention of letting go.

Hey, this man, is he reasonable at all?