Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 414 (first watch of the night)

Chapter 414: 414 (first watch of the night)

Mr. Mo had already reverted to his usual cool and aloof demeanor, a stark contrast to his earlier appearance—as if they were from two different worlds.

If one hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, they would never believe this was the same person.

The white shirt remained spotless, not a trace of grease from cooking tarnished its purity, appearing out of place amidst the kitchen filled with the scent of home cooking.

The warm yellow light added a touch of softness to his stern features.

Jin no longer dared to bring up the previous jest, her cheeks blushing like rouge as she responded to his words, "Then I’ll leave it to you."

Having said that, she turned and left the kitchen, her steps slightly unsteady.

Mo Zhixuan watched her back with his hands in his pockets, his deep eyes harboring a faint smile.

Soon, the sounds of sizzling from the kitchen resumed.

Outside the window, the moon was bright, and the stars filled the sky. The ecological environment in Huagui Park was respectable, with occasional sounds of insects heard.

The melodious ringtone of the phone sounded.

At the same time, a deep voice came from the kitchen, "Jin, answer the phone for me."

His voice was imbued with a penetrating power, steady and magnetic, each word resonating to the ear.

"Okay," Chu Jin responded to him.

The phone’s screen showed a call coming from an unknown region without any saved contact name.

It was a strange sequence of numbers that began with 97.

Chu Jin picked up the phone and swiped to answer, "Hello, good evening."

There was a pause on the other end, and Chu Jin could even feel the caller’s somewhat rapid breathing before a gentle voice said, "Zhixuan." The voice was tender like a clear stream, capable of melting hearts.

Definitely a tone of certainty.

Before Chu Jin could speak, the caller continued to ask, "Zhixuan, where are you right now?"

This was getting interesting. Chu Jin slightly raised her eyebrows, her voice resembling Mr. Mo’s that much? Or did the caller have hearing issues? "I’m not him."

"You’re not Zhixuan?" There was a hint of surprise in the caller’s voice, as if they had heard something incredible, but the tone remained as soft as water.

Just by listening to this voice, one could tell the person must be an exceptional beauty.

Chu Jin let out a light laugh, "Does my voice sound like a man’s?"

The caller didn’t inquire about her identity but merely said with apology, "Sorry to trouble you, but could you let Zhixuan take the call?"

Chu Jin walked towards the kitchen while speaking, "Sure, just a moment."

Mo Zhixuan was slicing tomatoes, his knife skills quick, the slices even, and his movements skilled and fluid, exuding elegance. Seeing Chu Jin enter, he glanced up and then continued with his task, swiftly tossing the tomatoes into the hot oil and stir-frying them.

"This is for you." Chu Jin handed him the phone, her tone nonchalant.

Mo Zhixuan freed one hand to take the phone, "Hello, it’s me." His voice still deep and cold.

He talked on the phone while continuing to stir-fry the tomatoes.

Whatever was said on the other end, he responded, "All right, I understand, that’s all for now," and then hung up.

The entire conversation didn’t last more than a minute.

After hanging up, he looked at Chu Jin with an unchanging expression, "Go wash your hands and eat." His tone was natural, with no sign of discomfort, as if such occurrences were an everyday affair.

"Alright," Chu Jin nodded slightly, washed her hands, and when she came out, four dishes had already been set on the dining table, with the man in the kitchen ladling soup.

Two meat and two vegetable dishes, the meal was exquisitely prepared, and a mouthwatering aroma lingered in the air. White Tiger "meowed" and jumped onto the table, ready to feast, but as Mo Zhixuan came out of the kitchen with the soup, its paw froze midair. It timidly jumped down and retreated to a corner to stare blankly at a bowl of cat food.

Such a proud White Tiger resorted to eating cat food to get by.

Indeed, nobody here loved it.

"The food looks great." Chu Jin complimented as she looked at the four dishes and one soup on the table. Had she not seen it herself, she would not have believed that the head of the Mo family would stoop to cooking. Someone like him, regardless of where he went, would have everything arranged for him, and he would never need to lift a finger.

"If you wish to learn, I can teach you," offered Mo Zhixuan as he handed her a bowl of soup, "Drink the soup before eating."

The golden soup, dotted with glistening beads of oil, looked appetizing. Chu Jin took a small sip—the temperature was just right, the flavor exquisite. It left a lingering fragrance in her mouth and had a hint of medicinal herbs that, rather than being off-putting, balanced the taste of the soup.

Mo Zhixuan sat opposite her, dining with elegant poise. His every move exuded an air of nobility. Such a man was born a king, steady and unshakeable like Mount Tai.

Halfway through the meal, the previously silent phone rang again. Mo Zhixuan originally didn’t want to answer, but upon seeing the caller ID, his eyes flashed with impatience before he slid to answer, "Hello?"

After hearing the caller’s words, Mo Zhixuan spoke in his usual calm manner, "Wait there, I’ll be right over."

Ending the call, Mo Zhixuan said to Chu Jin, "Go to bed early after dinner. I have something to take care of and need to step out for a bit."

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