Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 226 Stirring Things Up Pace (Second Update)

Chapter 226: 226 Stirring Things Up Pace (Second Update)

This young woman is none other than the Little Princess of the Underworld, Gan Yuying.

Dressed in a light purple gown, her figure was exquisite, with very distinct facial features, fair and beautiful skin, and an aristocratic presence, reminiscent of a lotus emerging from the water – a true lady of the manor.

And the man by her side was the great Prince of the Underworld, Gan Mingxie.

"Father sent you to find me," said Gan Mingxie as he also lifted his eyes to gaze at the starry sky, his voice deep and questioning.

Gan Mingxie was a man of hidden depths; even his sister, Gan Yuying, couldn’t fully discern the true feelings in her older brother’s heart.

However, the siblings shared an exceptionally close bond, with Gan Mingxie displaying a slight overprotective tendency towards his sister.

Moreover, Gan Yuying, being the youngest princess of the Underworld, had always been the apple of everyone’s eye.

"Yes, Big Brother, otherwise, do you think I could have snuck out of the Underworld?" Gan Yuying playfully stuck her tongue out at Gan Mingxie.

Gan Mingxie, somewhat helplessly, reached out to pat Gan Yuying’s head, his eyes filled with a faint indulgence that was not immediately apparent, "As for you, you’re not to cause mischief in the Mortal World and disrupt its order, do you hear me?"

"Mhm, I know," Gan Yuying nodded vigorously, "I understand, Big Brother. I’m not a child anymore. Oh right, Father wants you to return early; he has something very important he needs you to take care of."

It was then that Gan Yuying revealed the crux of the matter.

At her words, Gan Mingxie slightly furrowed his brows, "Something important? Did Father mention what this important matter is?"

Right now, he also had more pressing matters to attend to and was curious what other important tasks awaited him upon his return at such a moment.

"Eh," Gan Yuying just realized and looked at Gan Mingxie with some confusion, "Big Brother, why are you not at all surprised that Father woke up today?"

After all, the King of Hades had been asleep for nearly a thousand years.

For him to wake up at this time and for Gan Mingxie to show no surprise was peculiar.

Gan Mingxie chuckled lightly, his handsome brows arching slightly, "What’s there to be surprised about? Didn’t the Great Witch already predict that Father would wake up today? By the way, did Father say why he summoned me back this time, whether there’s any important matter he needs to address?"

"Father didn’t say anything," Gan Yuying touched her nose, recalling the King’s reactions upon awakening, "However, Father acted very strangely. As soon as he woke up, he performed a thrice-kneeling and nine-kowtow salute toward the east, murmuring something like ’May my sovereign be safe.’ After saying that, he sent me to find you, claiming he had important tasks for you. But, from his expression, it seemed very solemn; it must be something of utmost importance..."

Gan Yuying earnestly recounted the scene as it had unfolded, not leaving out a single detail for Gan Mingxie.

The King of Hades, lord of the Underworld and a sovereign amongst mortals, performing such a grand salute towards another being was indeed curious.

What stature and status must that person possess to warrant such a gesture from the King of Hades?

Hearing this, Gan Mingxie’s pupils contracted slightly, startled, as the vision of the Dancing Dragon and Phoenix appeared before him.

Today marked the day of the King of Hades’ awakening.

It was also the day of the extraordinary phenomenon, the Dancing Dragon and Phoenix.

Moreover, just as the Dancing Dragon and Phoenix emerged, the King of Hades had something important for him. There must be a critical connection between the two.

Bearing this in mind, Gan Mingxie quickly turned his head, "Yuying, then I shall make a trip back. After you’ve had enough fun, return early as well, so as not to worry Father."

"Okay, don’t worry, Big Brother," Gan Yuying obediently nodded.

A sly glint passed through her lovely almond-shaped eyes.

Go back? Certainly!

But return early? No way!

The people of the Underworld always had a keen sense of smell, and she had detected that person’s scent in this Mortal World. At this moment, how could she so easily return?

Not only had she caught the scent of that person, but she seemed to have also detected the fragrance of the Superpower World’s most beautiful person.

With the first beauty involved, the situation was bound to be exciting.

She had been following that person for so many years. Now, whether through persistence or playing hard to get, it was time for a resolution.

As Gan Mingxie’s figure grew increasingly distant, the smile on Gan Yuying’s lips grew ever higher.

Tomorrow, might she finally get to see the person she’s been longing for?

**

The Mo family’s old residence.

Mo Zhixuan was dragged by the elderly Mrs. Mo into the study for a talk.

In the living room, only Tong Zhi, Mo Qingyi, and Chu Jin remained.

The three of them sat together, chatting warmly with a harmonious atmosphere.

Every so often, silvery laughter would echo through the air.

"Auntie Tong, you’re too funny; you’re killing me..." Mo Qingyi patted Tong Zhi’s back as she laughed until tears came out.

Although Tong Zhi was much older than the two girls, her mental age was quite young, and she seemed very happy conversing with the younger generation,

The three of them didn’t feel like there was a generational gap, but rather they were like close friends who could talk about anything freely and comfortably.

They got along very well.

"Ah right, you guys have your university entrance exams coming up, Jin, which university do you plan to apply to?" Tong Zhi turned her gaze toward Chu Jin.

Chu Jin’s face still bore two shallow dimples, looking incredibly innocent. Hearing the question, she slowly responded, "Well, I suppose Beijing University. It still depends on fate; if I don’t perform well, no one can say for sure."

In fact, with her abilities, getting into Beijing University wouldn’t be a problem.

But plans can’t keep up with changes, who knows what unexpected issues might arise then.

The speaker was unintentional, but the listener read into it.

"Beijing University is good," Tong Zhi nodded, clearly satisfied and looked at Chu Jin with eyes full of relief, "Beijing University is local, not far from home, so Zhixuan won’t have to travel back and forth either, not bad at all."

Chu Jin gave an embarrassingly polite laugh, "...I also think Beijing University is pretty good." Hey, wait—was Auntie Tong implying something? Did she misunderstand something?

She couldn’t possibly think I chose Beijing University because of Mo Zhixuan, could she?

This is really giving me a headache!

"Auntie Tong!" On the side, Mo Qingyi pouted slightly, pretending to be upset, "You don’t care about me anymore..."

"You ungrateful little girl," Tong Zhi reached out and poked Mo Qingyi’s head, laughing, "tell me, how have I not cared for you?"

"Ah," Mo Qingyi heaved a sigh, putting on an act, "If you cared about me, why wouldn’t you ask where I plan to apply? You’re always after the new and forgetting the old; I’m so disappointed in you!"

"Oh my! My dear niece is jealous!" Tong Zhi said teasingly, "Then do tell Auntie Tong, where do you want to go for university?"

Mo Qingyi flashed a mysterious smile at Tong Zhi, then hugged Chu Jin’s arm and said, "I, of course, want to follow Brother Jin to Beijing University!"

She was determined to follow Brother Jin!

The three of them chatted and laughed together, time ticking by second by second, and before long it was 10 o’clock at night.

Tong Zhi glanced at the ancient clock and stood up at the appropriate time, "Jin, it’s getting late, I’ll take you to your room to rest. You still have school tomorrow."

Chu Jin nodded and got up to follow Tong Zhi, "Okay, Auntie Tong."

Seeing this, Mo Qingyi wanted to follow, but Tong Zhi stopped her, "Qingyi, it’s late, you should go wash up and go to bed too; you have to get up early for school tomorrow."

"Oh." Mo Qingyi nodded reluctantly, stopping in her tracks.

Watching as Tong Zhi led Chu Jin away, a sly glint passed through her eyes.

The direction Auntie Tong was taking Brother Jin—

And not allowing me to follow—

Mo Qingyi stroked her chin thoughtfully, a mischievous smile spreading across her face.

She quickly came to a nine-word conclusion.

—Auntie Tong is up to something!

Thinking this way, Mo Qingyi’s smile became even more brilliant, and he even let out a "hehehe..."

Chu Jin followed Aunt Tong upstairs and stopped in front of a bedroom door on the third floor, where Aunt Tong directly pushed open the door, and a faint minty cool fragrance immediately wafted from inside.

The scent that filled one’s nostrils was refreshing and exceptionally pleasant.

This room faced the sunrise and was very spacious, yet had an extremely simple layout that was entirely visible at a glance, featuring a black and white color scheme that gave off a sense of cool austerity.

It didn’t look like a guest room that had been hastily prepared, but rather like a room that someone had lived in for a long time.

Despite its simplicity, every item was incredibly luxurious and perfect to an extreme.

Tong Zhi turned her head and said with a chuckle, "Jin, I didn’t know you were coming previously, so the preparations aren’t very thorough. The room is quite plain, so I hope you don’t mind."

Chu Jin looked around and replied, "Aunt Tong, you’re being too formal. I think this room is very nice, and I really like it."

There was no hint of perfunctory in her light tone; she truly liked the room—its lack of excessive decoration, its simplicity, and its comfort.

It was the bedroom of her dreams.

"Then I’m relieved," Tong Zhi said with a relieved smile. She then led Chu Jin to a door and introduced, "This is the bathroom. I’ve prepared new toiletries for you. Go take a bath first. I’ll go downstairs and see if the clothes I had someone prepare for you have arrived."

Chu Jin nodded, "Okay, then I’ll trouble you, Aunt Tong."

"It’s no trouble at all, you silly child, there’s no need for politeness." Tong Zhi smiled very cordially and even patted Chu Jin’s shoulder. "Go take your bath, I’ll be back soon; it’s also getting late."

After speaking, Tong Zhi left the room with a smile, closing the door behind her.

Watching Aunt Tong’s departing figure, Chu Jin touched her nose with a hint of confusion.

Why did she feel that Aunt Tong was acting a bit odd tonight?

Could it be an illusion?

The sound of Aunt Tong’s footsteps grew increasingly distant, and Chu Jin slowly withdrew her gaze.

She turned and entered the bathroom, drew a hot bath, slipped out of her white dress, and lay in the tub, bathing in comfort.

In the summer, she always had the habit of washing her hair every evening, so after bathing, she wrapped a towel around herself and washed her hair as well.

The bathroom was filled with thick steam and the sound of flowing water echoed from time to time.

After washing her hair, Chu Jin pulled open the bathroom door and stepped out while drying her hair with a towel.

At the same time, footsteps sounded from outside the door.

’Dada da—’

The footsteps were very clear, reaching her ears through the air as Chu Jin was wiping her wet hair facing the mirror.

Without giving it much thought, she assumed it was Aunt Tong bringing her clothes.

The next second.

’Click—’

The sound of the doorknob turning, followed by the sound of the door closing, and footsteps approaching from afar. However, halfway through, the person’s footsteps suddenly halted.

As Chu Jin was busy with her hair, she spoke without turning her head, "Aunt Tong, you’re back so soon. Just leave the clothes over there; I’ll come and get them in a moment."

Having said that, Chu Jin put down the towel and turned around.

She froze upon seeing the visitor.

With eyes locked, the only sound in the air was the erratic breathing.

Both of them were stunned.

There stood Chu Jin, with a red string around her neck that stood out strikingly against her pale skin—the contrast of white and red was heart-stoppingly beautiful and particularly eye-catching, yet not out of place.

Mo Zhixuan looked at Chu Jin before him, his heartbeat skipping several beats, almost convinced he was hallucinating.

As the recent words of the old Madam Mo echoed in his ears, he came to an understanding.

"How did you get in here?" Chu Jin was the first to speak, breaking the somewhat delicate atmosphere.

Hearing the girl’s clear voice, Mo Zhixuan quickly came back to his senses and coughed lightly with his fist to his lips, "This is my room."

Was it strange for him to return to his own room?

At these words, Chu Jin looked at him with some astonishment, "This is your room?"

Wasn’t it agreed that this room was prepared for her?

How did it suddenly become Mo Zhixuan’s?

Ah, hey! What about the trust between people?

No wonder Aunt Tong’s behavior was so odd just now.

...Awkward! So damned awkward!

Mo Zhixuan nodded slightly. Though his heart was tumultuous, his expression remained as calm as ever, his demeanor very tense. He began to reassure her, "Don’t be nervous, just stay here for tonight at ease, I’ll go out immediately."

Beneath the light, the man wore a clean, dust-free white shirt, with the second button undone, revealing a seductive Adam’s apple. His sleeves were neatly rolled up, exposing a stretch of lean and pale arms and a discreet wristwatch, and his cool lips almost pursed into a line.

The bright light illuminated his profile, making him appear noble and aloof.

He exuded an aura of a supreme overlord from head to toe.

Chu Jin stared at the man before her, momentarily taken aback.

Before she could react, Mo Zhixuan took steps toward the direction of the door.

Chu Jin watched his retreating figure, finally letting out a sigh of relief.

The man had just reached the door when his brows raised slightly. He reached for the doorknob, and as expected, it was just as he had anticipated.

The entire door, from the inside out, was reinforced with Spiritual Power, making it utterly unmovable, let alone allowing for an exit.

Without a doubt, this was the handiwork of Aunt Tong and the old Madam Mo.

Unable to open the door, Mo Zhixuan could only walk back into the room, the corner of his cool lips imperceptibly turning up.

Although they had taken it upon themselves to lock him and her in this room, he didn’t seem to be as angry as he had imagined.

In fact, there was even a thread of anticipation.

"You, why have you come back?" Seeing the man who had returned, Chu Jin’s heart, which had begun to calm, was once again unsettled. She instinctively wrapped the towel tighter around herself, vigilantly watching the man approaching, "It’s late, I need to go to sleep, why aren’t you going back to your room to sleep?"

Mo Zhixuan glanced at the girl before him, suppressing the odd feeling in his heart, spoke in a bland tone, "The door lock is broken, I can’t get out."

"The lock is broken?" Chu Jin frowned slightly, how could a perfectly good lock be broken? With Mr. Mo’s abilities, a mere door lock couldn’t possibly stymie him.

Could there be some other trickery at play?

Thinking so, Chu Jin hurriedly walked toward the door.

Mr. Mo watched the girl’s departing figure and remained leisurely seated on the couch, without stirring an inch.

Chu Jin reached the door, laid her hand on the knob, and just as Mr. Mo had said, the lock was broken and wouldn’t budge. Chu Jin narrowed her eyes slightly, her fingertips moved, and instantly, purple lightning wreathed around her fingertips and the doorknob, but sadly, the heavy wooden door remained immovable as ever.

Chu Jin sighed lightly, then took a Tarot card from the space of purple lightning and slipped it into the door crack, hoping to jostle the lock, but alas, the wooden door had no response.

After many attempts, still unable to open the lock, Chu Jin had no choice but to walk back into the room.

Watching the girl come in, Mo Zhixuan raised his eyes slightly, feigning ignorance, "How is it? Can the door be opened?"

"It can’t be opened," Chu Jin responded with a hint of defeat shaking her head, "What do we do now? Why don’t you call someone to fix it?"

Mo Zhixuan held back the urge to smoke, his gaze deepening a bit, "My phone isn’t with me, how about you make the call?"

Chu Jin subconsciously touched her nose, looking a bit embarrassed, "... I don’t have my phone on me either."

The two sharing a room was bound to be a bit awkward...