Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 376 (midnight)

Chapter 376: 376 (midnight)

Life is but a dream, clouds majestically transforming as dogs bound across the sky.

He didn’t know if it was the mood that affected him or what, but inexplicably, Chu Jin felt a wave of melancholy and sighed deeply.

"Jin, don’t be sad. After all, we’re both in Capital City, we’ll have plenty of time to meet," Miao Xinran hugged Chu Jin.

"Divine Doctor, I really can’t bear to part with you..."

"Chu, after this, we might not all be in the same place, remember to stay in touch..."

Before anyone knew it, everyone had gathered around Chu Jin and started their reluctant goodbyes.

"Alright, we’ll keep in touch. Do your best tomorrow!"

"Do your best."

"..."

They laughed and laughed, and by the end, they were crying.

In the end, they all left the classroom together. When they stepped out of the classroom door, a flurry of shredded paper rained down from above like snowflakes.

These paper scraps were from various mock exams and the despised textbooks of the five-three courses.

Accompanied by cheers, the scene was somewhat shocking; it was also a means to relieve the pressure before the exams.

Senior year was an end, but it also marked a beginning.

Just as Chu Jin and Miao Xinran reached the school gate, Mo Qingyi approached them, "Jin, Xinran, which exam rooms are you two in tomorrow?"

"I’m at No. 1 High School," Chu Jin said.

Miao Xinran’s expression was somewhat gloomy, "...I’m at our own school, how about you?"

Mo Qingyi’s mouth twitched, "So the three of us are separated into three different exam halls! I’m at Qing Middle School!"

"That’s better than me. I’m actually taking the exam at our own school... sigh," Miao Xinran sighed deeply at the end.

The black car outside had been waiting for a long time. Mo Qingyi took Chu Jin’s wrist and waved her claw at Miao Xinran, "Then Jin and I will leave first, do your best tomorrow."

"Do your best." Miao Xinran also waved to them and walked in another direction.

"Jin, you’re coming home with me tonight," Mo Qingyi said as they walked.

About this matter, Mr. Mo had already spoken to her over the phone last night, so Chu Jin was not surprised.

Chu Jin nodded slightly, "Okay."

As soon as they left the school gate, the man leaning against the car door whistled flirtatiously at them.

"Duanmu Xiaosi, over here."

Today, Duanmu Zhe was dressed in a black shirt; his tall, lean figure and fair, handsome features gave him an air of maturity that wasn’t present before, accompanied by a newfound masculine charm.

He was a year older than Mo Qingyi and had just started his first year of college.

"Duanmu Xiaosi, why are you the one picking us up? Where’s my brother?" Mo Qingyi kicked at the car door, expressing her dissatisfaction.

"Brother Nine had something to do," Duanmu Zhe rested his elbow casually on Mo Qingyi’s shoulder, and his warm breath sprayed along her neck, "What, you’re not happy that a handsome guy like me came to pick you up?"

Duanmu Zhe was a whole head taller than Mo Qingyi—resting his elbow on her shoulder came easily to him. But whenever Mo Qingyi spoke to him, she had to look up. The moment she did, she saw the youthful side profile of the young man and felt the scent of male hormones emanating from him, crisp and refreshing.

Mo Qingyi was momentarily taken aback, then flatly remarked, "Handsome my ass!"

Duanmu Zhe wasn’t bothered by her tone and gallantly opened the car doors for them, "Please, my two beauties, come inside."

The car drove very fast, almost racing through the streets.

In about 30 minutes, they arrived at Phoenix Manor.

"Jin!" Before Chu Jin could enter the house, someone enveloped her in an embrace, "I’ve missed you so much, Tong Auntie, you never come to see me."

Tong Zhi had a very fragrant perfume on her that, though strong, wasn’t overpowering and carried an ancient and enduring scent. Her face was delicately made up, no different from when they first met. She was wearing a light green cheongsam that outlined her shapely figure, making her age hard to guess.

It was clear that Tong Auntie cared for her deeply. Chu Jin felt a warmth in her heart and responded softly, "Auntie Tong, I missed you too."

Miffed, Mo Qingyi hummed on the side, "Auntie Tong, don’t you miss me? If you’re like this, I might get jealous..."

"Miss, miss, I miss everyone," Auntie Tong took their wrists and led them inside, "You must be hungry, your mother cooked today, we can eat in a while."

Upon hearing this, Mo Qingyi incredulously said, "My mother cooked?"

Madam Mo had always been that dignified and graceful lady who wouldn’t even touch spring water, a true high lady. Her cooking in the kitchen, a place filled with the smell of oil fumes and dealing with condiments, was unprecedented. As long as Mo Qingyi could remember, she’d never seen Madam Mo enter the kitchen.

Could her cooking even be edible?

Mo Qingyi couldn’t help but be skeptical.

Chu Jin, however, was struck by the words "your mother," feeling dazed with an unreal sensation.

The three of them entered the living room and Tong Zhi added, "Qingyi, you and Jin have some fruit to tide you over, I’ll go see if the kitchen needs help."

With that, she hurried into the kitchen to help with the dinner preparations alongside Madam Mo.

Mo Qingyi sprawled on the sofa in a slouched position, peeling an orange, and said, "Jin, you’d better eat some fruit while you can. With Mom’s cooking skills, it might just be fatal!"