Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 452, pave the way well.

Chapter 452: 452, pave the way well.

Xuanyuan Shangchen would care for her, protect her, and take care of her in every possible way.

He even helped her restore her appearance.

There was no longer any trace of surgery on her face.

It was as perfect as if it were natural.

Moreover, he never made any demands of her, unlike Madam Ji, who approached her with a purpose.

To Chu Jin, Xuanyuan Shangchen was like a beam of light in her life, illuminating the direction she should go.

He was mysterious, powerful, and could give her everything she wanted.

So, she had to hold on to him tightly.

She couldn’t let anyone take him away.

Nor could she allow anyone to threaten her position.

But the arrival of Ling Que made her feel uneasy and filled with a sense of crisis.

This was the first time she had seen another woman by Xuanyuan Shangchen’s side.

It was obvious that the two had known each other for a long time, and she could catch a special look in Ling Que’s eyes.

Although Ling Que’s facial features were not striking, her extraordinary demeanor was eye-catching.

The noble and elegant quality about her was innate, exuding from inside out.

Therefore, she was eager to drive away Ling Que, but obviously, she had underestimated her; that woman might appear gentle as water, but in reality, she hid a knife behind her smile and had quite a few tricks up her sleeve.

She was too impatient.

The most important thing right now was to hold on to Xuanyuan Shangchen tightly.

Then to use Xuanyuan Shangchen’s hand to get rid of Chu Jin.

Only with Chu Jin completely out of the picture could she rest easy.

This time, she was no one’s substitute.

She was determined to carve out a glorious future for herself.

"Thank you, Brother Xuanyuan," Chu Jin said as she took the preserved fruit Xuanyuan Shangchen handed to her, raising her eyes to express her gratitude.

Xuanyuan Shangchen didn’t speak but reached out to ruffle her hair, the expression in his eyes hidden beneath the brim of his hat.

There they stood in front of her, one black and one red.

One stood like a jade tree.

The other, graceful and alluring.

The woman tilted her head slightly upward, her beautiful eyes glistened with a scattered brilliance, her side profile was flawlessly perfect, as if carved out, her skin soft enough to be broken with a mere blow, her red dress like blood, stunning beyond compare.

It was as though a familiar scene was replaying.

It somewhat pricked Ling Que’s eyes.

The air was thin, making breathing difficult.

She had accompanied him till this day, but did she still amount to less than a substitute in his eyes?

She hoped that in Xuanyuan Shangchen’s eyes, this substitute was nothing but a person fated to clash with him.

"Xuanyuan," Ling Que’s lips curved into a fitting smile, her eyes slightly narrowed, hiding the bitterness within, her tone as usual, "If there’s nothing else, I should be going."

Xuanyuan Shangchen nodded slightly, "Mhm, be careful on your way."

"I’ll walk you out," Chu Jin said as she turned to follow Ling Que, her voice soft.

Ling Que did not refuse and let Chu Jin follow her.

They walked out of the villa’s gate together. "This is far enough," Ling Que stopped and looked back at Chu Jin, her beautiful eyes calm and unruffled, as if no unpleasantness had ever occurred between them.

Under the dark night, the fiery red stood out particularly harshly, like the flowers of the afterlife that pave the path through purgatory.

At first glance, it was somewhat chilling.

The slight breeze brought an endless chill.

Chu Jin gazed straight into Ling Que’s eyes and slowly said, "Brother Xuanyuan is mine."

An impatient declaration of ownership.

It was a display of insecurity.

And it was extreme insecurity.

A layer of undisguised scorn surfaced in Ling Que’s eyes as she looked up at the starless sky, thoughtfully saying, "This time of night is indeed the time for dreaming. Take care of yourself." With that, she gave Chu Jin a faint smile, turned gracefully, and left, her tall silhouette like a blooming red lotus.

Chu Jin watched her retreating figure, her hands clenched into fists, her beautiful eyes filled with malicious intent.

She would make Ling Que realize that everything she now had wasn’t just an empty dream.

The lights in the villa were bright but ultimately could not warm the heart.

Xuanyuan Shangchen stood in the study, his chin lifted slightly as he stared blankly at a painting on the wall, his silhouette somewhat forlorn.

The painting depicted the back of a woman in red, her black hair fluttering, emanating a chilling aura, pointing her sword towards the sandy city, blood dyeing the skies, surrounded by white bones and mountains of corpses, forming a sharp contrast with the red figure.

Even though the woman’s face could not be seen, just by her graceful silhouette, one could imagine her breathtaking beauty.

The person in the painting was a silhouette from behind.

So was the person in the room.

Huagui Park.

The moon climbed up the branches.

The room was so quiet that all one could hear was the even breathing of the girl.

’Creak,’ the door was slowly pushed open, the cold moonlight streaming through the window and onto the bed, clearly revealing the protrusion on the pristine white sheets under the night sky.

A tall and imposing figure walked in from outside the door, his chiseled features as if blended with the moonlight.

He was still dressed in that pristine, dust-free white shirt, walking step by step to the side of the bed and stopping to watch the girl’s sleeping face, a vague smile playing at the corner of his mouth.

It was a warm smile.

He was usually reserved and rarely showed his smile, but when he did, it could melt glaciers and revive all things.

He didn’t have much time left.

He had to pave the way before the night of extreme yin arrived.

Why had fate arranged for them to meet at such a time?

Mo Zhixuan let out a soft sigh and then, with a flick of his hand in the air, formed a gesture, and a pale blue barrier instantly enveloped the entire room.