Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 467, Flaw (first update)

Chapter 467: 467, Flaw (first update)

Zhang Linzi wiped the perspiration from his forehead, "Miss Zheng, you are too polite. You can just call me Little Zhang or Little Qin."

Little Zhang, Little Qin?

Upon hearing this, surprise flashed in the eyes of the old Madame Mo.

The ever imposing Zhang Linzi, when had he ever shown such humility?

To actually refer to himself as a junior in front of Zheng Chuyi!

The old Madame Mo almost thought she was hallucinating.

In the entire Three Realms, no one dared to address these two as Little Zhang or Little Qin directly.

Even the rulers of all worlds would treat these two with due respect upon meeting them.

The old Madame Mo narrowed her eyes slightly, truly at a loss as to why Zhang and Qin held such reverence towards Zheng Chuyi.

Could it be that Zheng Chuyi, aside from being the first beauty of the Superpower World, held some other identity?

What secrets lay hidden beneath all this?

Mo Feixue, on the other hand, was not too surprised; she knew that Zheng Chuyi was the reincarnation of the Eternal Empress, so she felt especially honored instead.

Not everyone could get as close to Zheng Chuyi.

Nor could everyone become the inseparable friend of the Eternal Empress.

In the future, she could even become in-laws with Zheng Chuyi.

Just thinking about it filled her with an unparalleled sense of honor.

"Little Qin, Little Zhang." Zheng Chuyi was by no means polite and nodded slightly towards the two of them with an air of superiority.

She was, after all, a reincarnation of the ancient Empress; it was only right for them to show her respect.

"This way please," Qin Qingchen led Zheng Chuyi towards the inside of the house, "Mind the steps."

If one had not witnessed it with their own eyes.

No one would believe that two powerhouses who ran rampant in the Three Realms would treat a junior from the Superpower World with such deference.

Even a bit gingerly, at that.

The guest room was suffused with the fragrance of sandalwood.

The purplish smoke curled gently, lending the room’s silhouettes a somewhat ethereal appearance.

With Zheng Chuyi present, Zhang Linzi and Qin Qingchen felt as if they had found a pillar of strength.

They hardly needed to verify anything.

Merely the sight of her blood-red garments was proof enough that the person before them was the reincarnation of the Empress.

The same red.

So enchanting, yet so bewitching.

However, none of them noticed a trace of black Qi within Zheng Chuyi’s Qi Sea.

Returning to the Mo family in such a way, Zheng Chuyi’s vanity inflated to its limit.

Yet, she still maintained a composed facade.

"Miss Zheng, please take a seat here," Qin Qingchen led Zheng Chuyi to the seat of honor.

Zheng Chuyi smiled gracefully, then seated herself with a slight tilt of her body.

She didn’t feel there was anything improper about it.

The old Madame Mo also sat down promptly afterward.

The air was quiet.

"Master Zhang, Master Qin, now that Chuyi has returned, can we discuss the matter of the Extremely Yin Night?" After a moment, the old Madame Mo began speaking slowly.

"Yes, Master Zhang, Master Qin, there’s no time to delay. We should discuss our strategy now, to ensure that Zhixuan safely gets through the Extremely Yin Night." Mo Feixue quickly followed up with her remarks, deeply concerned for Mo Zhixuan.

She genuinely cared for her younger brother.

After all, the Mo family was waiting for him to carry on the legacy.

If Mo Zhixuan were lost, it would be difficult for the Mo family to ascend to the highest position.

And without reaching that highest position, where would their honor come from?

"With Miss Zheng present, the Extremely Yin Night is hardly worth mentioning," Zhang Linzi stroked his beard, his eyes twinkling with confidence.

Zheng Chuyi also smiled faintly.

Proper, dignified.

Upon hearing his words, the old Madame Mo’s heavy heart gradually eased, "That’s good to hear. With Master Zhang’s assurance, I can rest much easier."

"So Aunt Mo asked me to return just for the Extremely Yin Night?" Zheng Chuyi spoke with a smile, "Then, if there was no Extremely Yin Night, does that mean you never intended to let me come back in this lifetime?"

Her words were somewhat heart-piercing.

Given Zheng Chuyi’s past actions in the Superpower World, if there was no Extremely Yin Night, the old Madame Mo would never have forgiven her.

Nor would she have brought her back to the Mo family against her will.

With the current situation in mind, prioritizing the bigger picture, Mo Feixue replied with a smile, "Chuyi, what do you mean by that? Since you were a child, your little aunt has always treated you as her own daughter. How could she mistreat you? Even without the Extremely Yin Night, you’re still the Mo family’s only eldest daughter-in-law."

"Is that so?" Zheng Chuyi ended her smile and turned her gaze to the old Madame Mo, locking eyes with her. Her beautiful eyes contained a light scorn, indescribable in meaning, "I’m afraid Aunt Mo doesn’t think the same, does she?"

She was trying to push the old Madame Mo to rock bottom.

Taking advantage of the gap in conversation between Zheng Chuyi and the old Madame Mo, Qin Qingchen exchanged a glance with Zhang Linzi, a hint of doubt flickering in his eyes.

Having partnered with Qin Qingchen for so many years, Zhang Linzi, of course, understood the meaning behind those eyes.

He quickly got up without a word and walked towards the door.

Qin Qingchen also stood up, apologizing to Zheng Chuyi with a smile, "Miss Zheng, I will step out for a moment."

Zheng Chuyi nodded slightly, "Go ahead."

Inside the room, Zheng Chuyi pressed the old Madame Mo firmly.

Outside, Qin Qingchen voiced his doubts to Zhang Linzi, "Brother Zhi, don’t you find Miss Zheng a bit odd?"

Although the very first glance at Zheng Chuyi had convinced them of her identity as the reincarnation of the Empress, particularly because of her red dress which solidified that belief without a doubt.

However, after a few minutes of interaction, she gave off a very strange feeling.

There was no trace of the demeanor or presence one would expect from the Empress on Zheng Chuyi.