Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 202 Goddess or Loser

Chapter 202: 202 Goddess or Loser

Hearing that the strange uncle was about to leave, the little Lolita’s eyes lit up.

Great, finally no one to disturb her and Jin’s time together.

Song Shiqin turned to look in the direction of Chu Jin, who was walking back from the side of the road. The gentle breeze stirred up her long hair, making her peach blossom eyes shimmer in the night, translucent and bright, impossible to ignore.

Chu Jin walked past Song Shiqin, took a seat on the stool at a leisurely pace, and casually said, "Mr. Song, you’re leaving?"

Song Shiqin nodded slightly, "Yes, I won’t disturb Miss Chu any longer, I take my leave." With those words, he stood and departed.

"Wait," Chu Jin called out to his retreating figure.

Hearing the clear voice behind him, Song Shiqin subconsciously halted, turned his head and asked, "Is there anything else, Miss Chu?"

With a bend in her lips and a flutter of long lashes, Chu Jin spoke with a brimming smile, "Has Mr. Song forgotten something?"

That smile momentarily stunned Song Shiqin, but he quickly realized what was happening. Studying Chu Jin closely, a hint of puzzlement crossed his eyes, "What would that be?"

Following the script, she should be making an advance now, inviting him to dine.

Only by doing so could she get closer to him and await the opportunity to steal intelligence and secrets from him.

The thought that she might be an agent sent by another country filled Song Shiqin’s heart with a sense of loss and disappointment.

If she truly was an agent, and the evidence was incontrovertible, he would not hesitate to personally capture and send her to prison!

"Uncle, you forgot to pay!" The little Lolita strolled over to Song Shiqin, her crisp childlike voice breaking into his thoughts.

"Pay?" Listening to the little Lolita’s words, Song Shiqin’s mind went blank for a few seconds, as he failed to react.

Chu Jin’s lips slightly curved, "The divination costs two thousand. If Mr. Song doesn’t have cash, you can transfer it to my card later."

After speaking, the little Lolita cooperatively handed a piece of paper to Song Shiqin, "Uncle, here is Jin’s card number, don’t forget to make the transfer, okay? Jin works hard doing divinations for people."

Song Shiqin leaned forward to take the piece of paper from the little Lolita. Upon inspection, it was a string of forcefully penned numbers and characters.

Each stroke was meticulous, exhibiting a mastery that one could not attain without at least a decade of calligraphy practice.

You can know a person from his handwriting.

He was taken aback for a few seconds and then came back to his senses, casually placing the piece of paper in his pocket and said calmly, "Miss Chu, rest assured, as soon as I return, I will have someone transfer the money to your card."

"Alright," Chu Jin nodded slightly, not insisting any further, "Mr. Song, please take your leave, I won’t see you out."

Hearing these detached words, Song Shiqin was taken aback again.

All of this was clearly not within his expectations.

Was she just letting him leave like this?

Shouldn’t she be inviting him to have dinner together?

Why was she giving up such an excellent opportunity?

Was it to play the long game?

"Uncle, I won’t see you off." Seeing Song Shiqin still frozen in place, the little Lolita waved her hand at him.

"Goodbye." Song Shiqin uttered the two words without emotion, and then briskly turned and walked away.

His towering figure soon disappeared into the night.

The little Lolita watched Song Shiqin’s retreating silhouette and slowly exhaled, finally, daddy’s love rival number one was gone!

It was already past 6 in the evening, and Chu Jin was also packing up the stall ready to leave.

"Jin, I don’t want to part with you," the little Lolita said clinging to Chu Jin’s arm, reluctant to let go.

Chu Jin reached out to pinch the little Lolita’s cheek, whispering reassuringly, "There there, be good. I’ll take you to the amusement park on Saturday. It’s late now, you should head home early, you still have school tomorrow."

"Then give me a kiss first," the little Lolita pointed to her cheek.

"Okay," Chu Jin nodded and kissed the little Lolita’s cheek.

"This side too," after being kissed, the little Lolita pointed to her other cheek.

"You little rascal." Chu Jin flicked the little Lolita’s forehead and then leaned in to kiss her other cheek as well.

After the plan succeeded, the little Lolita immediately smiled happily.

The dog, Bread, whimpered and crawled out from under the table, stretched its fuzzy front paws onto Chu Jin’s shoulder, and was about to give Chu Jin a face full of drool when it seemed to remember something, quickly closed its mouth, and nuzzled Chu Jin’s face with dog hair instead.

"Go away, go away," the little Lolita disdainfully patted Bread’s head, "Bread, how many times have I told you, you can’t take advantage of Jin like that!"

Jin’s own face hadn’t even been nuzzled yet, so how could they let Bread go first.

Bread retracted its paws from Chu Jin’s shoulders, looking wronged, and sat on the ground with its head drooping, appearing deeply hurt.

Chu Jin was amused by Bread’s little expression and patted the dog’s head, turning to the little Lolita, "Hurry up and go home with Bread."

"Okay," the little Lolita clambered onto Bread’s back, bid farewell to Chu Jin, "Jin, then see you Saturday."

"See you Saturday," Chu Jin waved to the little Lolita.

Chu Jin watched the departing figures of the girl and dog, warmth gradually filling his eyes.

The sky grew darker, and soon, a fine drizzle began to fall from the sky.

With the rain getting heavier, the leisurely pedestrians started to run swiftly.

Chu Jin raised his hand to shield the fine raindrops from his forehead, the warm yellow light below casting a stark whiteness on the hand before his brow.

He pocketed the Tarot cards at a leisurely pace, and Chu Jin narrowed his eyes slightly, smiling at the rain as if it reminded him of something.

Chu Jin briskly walked to a sturdy paulownia tree and came back holding an antique Oil-paper Umbrella.

On the white canopy bloomed clusters of crimson plum blossoms, as if stepping on snow-laden red plums.

They seemed to merge with the person holding them, the background’s glitzy lights now becoming mere scenery, making the individual seem as if they had stepped out of a painting, particularly eye-catching.

Chu Jin strolled along the roadside, his mood lightening under the rain’s cleansing.

Under a newsstand on the roadside, three boys huddled together sheltering from the rain when suddenly, Li Erpang’s eyes lit up. Without even wiping the rain off his face, he excitedly tugged at Wang Kai’s sleeve and pointed toward the delicate figure on the roadside, "Kai, Kai, look who that is?"

"Who?" Wang Kai glanced at Li Erpang with some impatience, "Can you not be so overdramatic?"

"No, seriously," said Li Erpang, regaining his composure, "Look over there, doesn’t that person look like the ’Ice Beauty’ of our school?"

At that, both Wang Kai and Xiang Dong turned in the direction of the roadside. Upon seeing, they were both stunned.

The person in the rain walked leisurely, their jade-like face hidden under the umbrella, adding a mysterious charm, as striking as a painting.

"It really is her," whispered Wang Kai, "Do you guys think I should go over and say hello?"

Xiang Dong looked Wang Kai up and down, noting his disgraceful, rain-drenched appearance, then glanced at the elegant figure with the umbrella and tactfully suggested, "I think you’d better not go, my car should be here any minute now."

"I’m going!" Wang Kai smacked Xiang Dong’s head hard, "What was that look just now!"

Li Erpang also added somberly, "Kai, I really think you in that state approaching her might not be quite appropriate."

Wang Kai slapped the back of Li Erpang’s head, "Don’t you dare look down on me!"

Li Erpang rubbed his head feeling wronged, "I meant well for you too, right? I was worried you’d embarrass yourself in front of the Ice Beauty,"

Wang Kai snorted, looking down at his soggy shoes and clothes, and thus abandoned the idea of going over to chat up the Ice Beauty.

Under the same sky, she was just someone with an umbrella, yet why was the difference so stark?

She was a goddess in the rain.

He was just a nobody sheltering in the pavilion.

Then Wang Kai asked, "By the way, Erpang, didn’t I ask you to find out more about the Ice Beauty? Did you get any information?"

Knowledge is power after all.

If he had the information on the Ice Beauty, it would make pursuing her easier.

"I found out, I found out," Li Erpang said excitedly, "Kai, you’ll never guess who that Ice Beauty is. You might have even heard of her famous name."

"I’ve heard of her?" Wang Kai stroked his chin, squinting his eyes, trying hard to search his memory.

Usually, the names he knew from school were those with some sort of fame, like the top student of the grade, the school beauty, the class beauty...