Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 308 Encounter (Second Update)

Chapter 308: 308 Encounter (Second Update)

"Rest assured, Madam Nine, I will not disappoint you," Chu Jin’s tone was very gentle.

Zheng Chuyi continued, "Good, as long as you obediently listen and seriously complete the task I have given you, I will grant you a life of glory and a magnificent future."

To Zheng Chuyi, Chu Jin was nothing more than a pawn, one that would be cast aside once her usefulness was exhausted.

A life of glory and a magnificent future were nothing but empty promises.

Once Chu Jin disappeared, Zheng Chuyi naturally would not keep someone with the same face as Chu Jin in the world, wouldn’t that be like discomforting herself?

Hearing this, Chu Jin gratefully said, "Thank you, Madam Nine, I will definitely complete the mission you have given me."

In fact, Chu Jin was even more curious about what kind of task Madam Nine would arrange for her.

Successfully replacing Chu Jin didn’t seem so easy.

I wonder what kind of brilliant plan Madam Nine will give me?

Zheng Chuyi sipped her tea lightly before speaking, "I have arranged a place for you to stay at Wancheng Villa; you and your mother should move there tonight." With that, a key flew directly across the bead curtain and landed on the table in front of Chu Jin.

This key was thrown by Madam Nine?

Chu Jin could hardly believe her eyes.

Madam Nine was truly impressive!

In that moment, Chu Jin was again intimidated by Zheng Chuyi, filled with reverence in her heart, and cautiously replied, "Yes, Madam Nine, I understand."

"Moreover," Zheng Chuyi continued, "in these days, how well have you come to understand Chu Jin’s personal situation? Do you now recognize all the people she is acquainted with?"

Chu Jin nodded, "Please rest assured, Madam Nine, I have thoroughly figured it all out."

"That’s good," Zheng Chuyi nodded with satisfaction, "Alright, you can go now. I’ve had someone tidy up the house at Wancheng Villa for you; you can just move in there."

Chu Jin stood up, taking the key in hand, "Madam Nine, thank you for your concern; I won’t disturb you any longer." With that, she turned and left.

Before turning around, Chu Jin couldn’t help but look up curiously at the red gauze bead curtain in front of her.

Having known Madam Nine for many days, she had yet to see Madam Nine’s true face.

Madam Nine had always been very mysterious, showing herself only with her face covered.

Only after losing sight of Chu Jin did Zheng Chuyi lift the bead curtain and step out slowly from the inner room.

She was still dressed in her bright red gown, looking in the direction where Chu Jin disappeared, her lips curving into a shallow smile.

Whether it’s Chu Jin or Chu Jin, in the end, both will fall into her hands!

**

The 16th day since Chu Jin’s disappearance.

The military district.

At this point, Song Shiqin had been working nonstop for three days without sleep.

For three whole days, he had not closed his eyes once, constantly shuttling between the training field and the office.

He was numbing himself with endless work.

As soon as he stopped, the words "I’ve done my best," from Doctor Li would echo in his ears.

As soon as he closed his eyes, the image of that white shirt stained with blood would surface before his eyes.

The debt he owed her, he feared, would never be repaid in this lifetime.

The originally handsome and stern soldier had become a disheveled uncle.

It was heart-wrenching and sorrowful to see.

"Shiqin, you can’t keep on like this; take a rest, your body won’t be able to take it!" Zhang Zijun tried to take the gun from Song Shiqin’s hand.

But Song Shiqin did not give him the opportunity, his face void of expression as he spat out four words, "Mind your own business."

His voice was also exceptionally hoarse, his dark eyes filled with red blood vessels.

Zhang Zijun sighed softly, "Shiqin, believe me, with Mo Zhixuan there, Miss Chu won’t have any problems."

Ever since that day, Song Shiqin had become a different person. The Song Shiqin who was once composed, calm, and decisive seemed to have disappeared all at once.

Song Shiqin did not speak, mechanically loading bullets into the firearm.

Zhang Zijun sighed before continuing, "Brother Song, you can’t go on like this. Miss Chu sacrificed her life to save you, not so you could ruin yourself like this! Look at yourself now, what have you become? Are you still the Song Shiqin I used to know? You’ve really let me down! And you’ve greatly disappointed Miss Chu too!" Towards the end, Zhang Zijun’s voice carried a hint of anger.

Hearing this, Song Shiqin suddenly raised his eyes, his bloodshot gaze fixed piercingly on Zhang Zijun, and then he clenched his fist and violently smashed it into Zhang Zijun’s left cheek!

With a ’bang’.

The sound of bone colliding with flesh was particularly grating in the quiet of the night.

Zhang Zijun’s whole body staggered back several steps before he steadied himself.

He looked at Song Shiqin, raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and provocatively said, "Brother Song, when did your strength become so weak?"

He understood that for the past 16 days, Song Shiqin had been bottling up all his emotions, in need of a way to vent.

Upon hearing this, Song Shiqin immediately dropped the rifle in his hand, got up, and with both fists clenched, charged towards Zhang Zijun.

Zhang Zijun promptly took a fighting stance, "Brother Song, it’s been a long time since we’ve practiced together. Let’s have a go today,"

Song Shiqin didn’t speak, but instead answered him with actions, his long legs swept out, he threw a punch, followed by a spinning kick!

Zhang Zijun swiftly dodged, easily avoiding the attack.

After that, Song Shiqin kept on attacking, each move infused with rage, while Zhang Zijun was purely defensive, constantly dodging!

Thus the two men exchanged blows back and forth, fighting fiercely for a full two hours before they stopped.

At last, both men lay side by side on the training ground, heads touching, looking up at the star-filled sky, panting heavily.

The air was filled with the incessant buzzing of mosquitoes.

"Brother Song, how long has it been since we had a satisfying fight like we did today?" Zhang Zijun was the first to break the silence.

Song Shiqin looked at the sky and replied, "About two years, I guess." His emotions had stabilized quite a bit.

"Time flies so fast," Zhang Zijun mused.

Song Shiqin let out a long sigh, "Yeah..." His voice was tinged with sadness, and a single hot tear slowly rolled down from the corner of his eye to the grass.

Some emotions, just like this teardrop, are best released.

Seeing that his emotions had gradually stabilized, Zhang Zijun spoke up again, "Brother Song, pull yourself together. You should be in your best state to welcome Miss Chu’s return."

"Will she be able to return?" Song Shiqin’s voice was very calm.

Doctor Li was the best doctor in the military district, also the best in China, and even he was powerless. Who else could snatch her back from the hands of the Grim Reaper?

"She will," Zhang Zijun said earnestly. "Brother Song, trust me, Miss Chu is such a kind person, she definitely won’t have any trouble."

Song Shiqin continued, never taking his eyes off the starry sky, "Really? If she’s truly fine, why hasn’t there been any news at all?"

"Brother Song, you should know that no news is good news. Who knows, maybe tomorrow you’ll see her at the crossroads. She loves fortune-telling so much..."

Zhang Zijun hadn’t finished his sentence when Song Shiqin suddenly sat up from the grass and strode away.

"Brother Song, where are you going?" Zhang Zijun also got up and, watching his retreating figure, asked.

"Home," came the brief response.

Zhang Zijun looked at his back and smiled with satisfaction, showing his white teeth; this was the Song Shiqin he knew!

**

Chu Jin really did move into Wancheng Villa with Shen Minjie overnight.

Wancheng Villa is a well-known wealthy neighborhood in Capital City; those living here have assets worth over a hundred million.

There was a time when Shen Minjie herself was a lady of high society, constantly visiting various upscale venues, so the moment she stepped into Wancheng Villa, she said with emotion, "This place really is impressive! It’s much more high-class than where we used to live!"

Chu Jin got out of the car behind her and didn’t reply; her mother has always been superficial.

Whether by intention or coincidence, the villa Zheng Chuyi arranged for Chu Jin happened to be next to the Zhao family’s villa.

Only two or three hundred meters separated the two villas. Standing on the balcony of the Zhao family villa, one could see everything here clearly.

Just as Chu Jin was pushing the door open to enter the villa, a black Mercedes slowly drove past the property.

The beautifully dressed woman inside the car narrowed her eyes and quickly shouted to the driver in the front, "Old Li, stop the car!"

"What’s wrong, Linger?" Li Ruyu turned her head, puzzled.