Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 533, Get on the Bus (Second Update)

Chapter 533: 533, Get on the Bus (Second Update)

With just a glance, Chu Jin indifferently withdrew her gaze, without a trace of ripple on her serene face.

Mo Qingyi quickly stepped forward, "Mr. Jiayi, please have a seat. Oh, let me introduce you to our best friend." As he spoke, he turned to Chu Jin and said, "Brother Jin, this is Mr. Jiayi."

Chu Jin gave him a faint smile, stopping at politeness, "Hello."

"Hello I am Fang Jiayi." Fang Jiayi took the initiative and reached out his hand to Chu Jin.

If she didn’t know who Mr. Jiayi was, she should at least know who Fang Jiayi was, right? He didn’t believe that she could remain so composed after hearing the name Fang Jiayi!

In fact, the name Fang Jiayi didn’t bring any shock, not even a slight ripple, and even the expressions on Mo Qingyi and Miao Xinran’s faces were indifferent, showing no sign of astonishment.

Fang Jiayi couldn’t help but wonder! What kind of people had he encountered?

Out of courtesy, Chu Jin also stood up and gently grasped his fingertips, "Chu Jin." She simply stated her name with no further explanation, and after speaking, she sat back down on the sofa.

Fang Jiayi then took a seat on the sofa opposite her.

No sooner had the four of them sat down than the bartender brought over four glasses of brightly colored drinks, "Enjoy your drinks."

Compared to the excited and crazed state from a moment ago, both Miao Xinran and Mo Qingyi had clearly calmed down. Just now, Mr. Jiayi stood on the high platform, basking in the adoration of numerous women. With his mysterious and charming demeanor, Mr. Jiayi seemed like the stars in the sky—sacred and untouchable!

But now, coming into close contact with Mr. Jiayi, they realized it wasn’t quite like that. Mr. Jiayi was just an ordinary person, not at all as they had imagined.

Miao Xinran picked up her glass to give thanks, "Thank you, Mr. Jiayi, for treating us to a drink."

Fang Jiayi also raised his glass, "It’s my honor to share a drink with three beautiful ladies."

Mo Qingyi lifted her glass and smiled, "Mr. Jiayi has a good eye." Recognizing that all three of them were beauties suggested Mr. Jiayi was not blind.

Chu Jin also raised her glass and stood up.

All four clinked glasses and drank together.

After setting down her glass, Chu Jin turned to Fang Jiayi, "Thank you for your hospitality, Mr. Jiayi, but it’s getting late, and we should be leaving. Farewell."

She truly had no interest in dealing with insignificant people, and it indeed was getting late!

Mo Qingyi and Miao Xinran also put down their glasses, "Goodbye, Mr. Jiayi." After speaking, they followed Chu Jin out.

Fang Jiayi hadn’t expected Chu Jin to propose leaving so soon. Was this a new tactic of hers? And what about Miao Xinran and Mo Qingyi? They clearly liked him so much just a moment ago. How could there be such a sudden change?

Watching the three of them leave, Fang Jiayi suddenly called out, "Miss Chu, why did you reject me just now? Can you tell me your reason?"

Chu Jin stopped in her tracks, turned her head to look back at Fang Jiayi, and with a slight curve of her lips, she said, "Because there are no two identical leaves in the world, and people are the same." After saying these words, she turned and left.

Fang Jiayi stood there dumbfounded, his brow slightly furrowed, feeling even more so that Chu Jin was using special tactics to draw his attention!

What did she mean by no two identical leaves? Wasn’t she just trying to express how different she was?

Pretending to be aloof! One day, he would make her submit at his feet, have her kneeling and licking his trouser leg! What a hypocritical woman!

Upon exiting the bar, it was already past two in the morning, and despite it being summer, the night breeze was still cool.

Just as the three of them stepped out of the bar, a black Hummer ’swooshed’ to a halt in front of them.

"This car is so cool!" Mo Qingyi whistled appreciatively.

Miao Xinran narrowed her eyes and analyzed briskly, "Hummer H2 Hermès limited edition, 2062mm in width, 4821mm in length, with superior climbing ability, and a central tire inflation system, it can navigate extreme conditions like snow, sand, and mud..."

Chu Jin raised her eyebrows slightly and teased, "I didn’t expect you to be so professional, Second Fool."

Mo Qingyi patted Miao Xinran on the head, "Second Fool is not really a fool! Impressive, impressive!"

Just then, the driver’s side window slowly rolled down, revealing a sharply defined and firm set of features, a handsome side profile that was calm and collected, emitting an aura of commanding righteousness, leaving those younger heartthrobs far behind. The one arriving was none other than Song Shiqin!

Song Shiqin glanced at the three of them, "Get in, I’ll take you home!" His tone allowed no refusal, and his presence was so imposing that it effectively subdued both Mo Qingyi and Miao Xinran.

For a moment, Miao Xinran even forgot that she had a car of her own.

However, Chu Jin casually said, "There’s no need to trouble Mr. Song, we have our own car."

Song Shiqin repeated without any expression, "Get in the car."

He was very cold, but the chill he radiated was different from the abstinent coldness of Mo Zhixuan. It was the kind of overwhelming cold that made it hard to breathe, very dangerous, like a deadly black Higanbana.

Song Shiqin, who possessed the presence of an emperor across three lifetimes, was indeed extraordinary!

Chu Jin raised her eyebrows slightly, "We have a car!" This time, her attitude was a few degrees firmer.

"I said, get in the car!" Song Shiqin’s tone was already somewhat impatient!

Chu Jin simply ignored him. The son of Heavenly Dao is someone we can’t afford to provoke, but can’t we avoid him? As she spoke, she pulled Miao Xinran and Mo Qingyi around the Hummer and walked to the side. Just as the three of them turned around, a loud ’bang’ echoed through the air!

It was the sound of slamming a car door! It showed how forcefully the person had done it.

Both Mo Qingyi and Miao Xinran were startled! They wondered, what kind of background does this man have? Is he intending to eat people or what?

Apart from Mo Zhixuan, Mo Qingyi had never seen a man with such a powerful aura! Isn’t that too terrifying?

Miao Xinran felt her legs go weak with fright! But she still bravely fished out her car keys from her bag and unlocked the car.

Just as Miao Xinran reached out to open the car door, a large hand pressed against the door, stopping her movement. Intimidated by his imposing presence, Miao Xinran didn’t dare to make a sound and stood there stiff as a board.

Only then did Song Shiqin raise his eyes to Chu Jin, saying with a slightly heavy tone, "Get in, I’ll take you back." By now, his face was completely dark, and his attitude was very firm!

Mo Qingyi, somewhat nervous, tugged on Chu Jin’s arm, her heart almost leaping out of her chest. How did Jin Brother come to know such a person? The way he looked at Jin Brother was thought-provoking! Damn! Could this man be Mo Zhixuan’s love rival?

Chu Jin also raised her eyes to Song Shiqin, "Is it Mr. Song’s eyesight or hearing that’s the problem? I said, we don’t need your ride; we have our own car."

She couldn’t understand what Song Shiqin was up to! Why was he insisting on taking her home?

Song Shiqin snatched the car keys from Miao Xinran’s hand, "Drinking and driving is strictly forbidden in Capital City now. The police are checking at the roadblock up ahead. If you want to be banned from driving for life, go ahead and drive away."

Banned from driving for life? That term frightened Miao Xinran. She had just gotten her hands on a new car and certainly did not want to be banned from driving for life!

Miao Xinran raised her eyes to Chu Jin and said softly, "Jin, maybe we should just let this gentleman take us back?

Lately, the crackdown on drinking and driving in Capital City has been very strict, and all three of them had been drinking.

With things having come to this point, Chu Jin could only agree with Miao Xinran. She raised her eyes to Song Shiqin, "Then we’ll have to trouble Mr. Song."

Song Shiqin nodded slightly and then turned around to open the car doors for the three of them, "Come on."

All three squeezed into the back seat.

Without changing his expression, Song Shiqin asked for their respective addresses, then started the engine and drove off.

The journey was smooth and unhindered, and whenever they passed a roadblock with police guards, not only did they not stop, but each one stood up straight and saluted with military precision! So solemn! So respectful!

This scene made Miao Xinran and Mo Qingyi’s hearts pound with trepidation! Real fear! What exactly was this man’s background? He must hold a significant official position, right? Just a car plate had scared those people to that extent!

An oppressive atmosphere enveloped the inside of the car, no one spoke, and the air was so still that only faint breathing could be heard.

The black Hummer sped through the night, roaring along, and strangely enough, it hadn’t encountered a single car! This was particularly odd for Capital City, the most bustling city in China mainland, where normally, regardless of the time or place, it would never be as deathly silent as it was now!

No one but Chu Jin noticed this anomaly.

Chu Jin frowned slightly and turned his head to look out the window, only to see pitch darkness on both sides of the road, as if the streetlights had vanished into thin air. What was going on? Song Shiqin, being a soldier, should have high alertness and not fail to notice this abnormality!

Chu Jin instinctively looked up and forward, only to see that Song Shiqin’s expression hadn’t changed at all. His eyes were fixed straight ahead, as if he had indeed not noticed these abnormalities! But the speed of the car kept increasing, to the point that it was faster than a normal Hummer could handle!

As he pondered, the vehicle suddenly stopped. Song Shiqin got out, walked around to the back seat, and pulled open the door, "Bauhinia villa has arrived."

At this moment, the scene outside the window had returned to normal. The car stopped in front of a villa, and opening the door, one could even smell the scent of barbecue, as if all that had just happened was an illusion.

Bauhinia villa was where Miao Xinran lived. Hearing this, she quickly bent down and got out of the car, "Jin, I’ll go home first then."

Mo Qingyi was asleep on Chu Jin’s shoulder, which is why Miao Xinran didn’t wake her.

Chu Jin nodded, whispering softly, "Okay, go home and rest early."

Song Shiqin watched Miao Xinran safely enter the gate of the villa before raising the car window and driving away.

Not much distance separated Bauhinia villa from Huagui Park, so it didn’t take long for them to arrive there.

Chu Jin patted Mo Qingyi’s face, "Wake up, silly, we’re home."

Mo Qingyi woke up startled, rubbed her eyes, and said half-asleep, "Huh? Is it time to eat?"

Chu Jin was somewhat speechless, "We’re home! Are you still dreaming?"

Only then did Mo Qingyi come to her senses and quickly pulled Chu Jin out of the car.

After getting out, Chu Jin took the initiative to express gratitude, "Mr. Song, thank you for tonight."

Song Shiqin’s face remained expressionless, and upon hearing this, he slowly uttered three words, "It’s what I should do." His voice was devoid of warmth.

In the middle of summer, it made Mo Qingyi feel a bone-chilling cold.

Moreover, Mo Qingyi had a feeling that this man harbored an inexplicable hostility towards her; although he never looked at her directly, she could sense it, and the hostility was deep, for no apparent reason.

It’s what I should do, what kind of answer is that?

What is Jin’s relationship with him? He was supposed to bring Jin home?

Mo Qingyi felt a deep sense of crisis on behalf of Mo Zhixuan and quickly yawned, turning to Chu Jin, "Jin, let’s hurry back to our room, I’m dead tired."

Chu Jin nodded, "Then, Mr. Song, we’ll head back first. Be careful on the road, goodbye."

Song Shiqin stood in the night, the dim light hiding his features. From Chu Jin’s perspective, he could only make out Song Shiqin’s delicate, lean jawline and tightly pursed lips.

He watched Chu Jin but didn’t directly respond to what she said, instead saying, "Good night." He then opened the car door, sat in the driver’s seat, and as Chu Jin and Mo Qingyi turned to leave, the black Hummer kicked up dust and drove off.

Once inside the villa, Mo Qingyi asked, "Jin, who was that guy just now?"

Chu Jin succinctly replied, "A friend I’m not very familiar with."

"What’s his name?" Mo Qingyi continued to inquire.

Chu Jin answered, "Song Shiqin."

Mo Qingyi nodded thoughtfully.

After turning a corner, the black Hummer stopped by the artificial lake in Huagui Park. Song Shiqin opened the car door, leaned out, and squinted slightly as he looked in the direction he had come from, his expression inscrutable.

A moment later, he fished out a cigarette and a lighter from his pocket. A pale blue flame surged under the night sky, filling his nostrils with the fresh scent of tobacco. The man greedily inhaled a big drag, then slowly exhaled the smoke, making it hard to tell whether he was blowing smoke rings or sighing.

The butts soon covered the ground.

Days passed one by one.

These days, Chu Jin’s life had been relatively peaceful and her daily routine quite regular. She would get up at 6:30 a.m., go for a run for an hour, then leave the house at 9:30 a.m. to divinate at the crossroads. She would return home punctually at 4:30 p.m., with Mo Qingyi always accompanying her.

Half a month went by like this.

One day, after half a month, Chu Jin received a call from Chu Tian, and the content of the call gave her a big shock.

Chu Songhe was dead!

Chu Tian had called to notify Chu Jin to attend Chu Songhe’s memorial service.

How could a perfectly healthy person suddenly die? And the last time Chu Jin did a divination for Chu Songhe, she only foresaw a vascular disaster, not a deadly peril!

Chu Jin frowned slightly, puzzled. Seeing her like this, Mo Qingyi quickly asked, "Jin, what’s wrong?"

"Qingyi, something has happened to a friend of mine, I need to go over there. I might come back late. You’ll have to figure out lunch by yourself." After saying this, Chu Jin grabbed her phone and hurriedly left the room.

She was wearing a set of white top and black trousers today, which was suitable for attending a memorial service.

The venue for the memorial service was the Chu family villa. Mournful music spread to every corner of the villa. Apparently, Chu Songhe was well-liked as many people, their eyes red, attended the service with expressions of grief.

Outside the door, two servants were burning joss paper in a large iron pot.

Perhaps this was the fickleness of the world. Someone who had been bouncing around just half a month ago was now a cold corpse.

Chu Songhe’s spirit setting was in the living room, and Chu Jin noticed, besides the mourning guests, there were actually policemen present.

Could it be that Chu Songhe’s death was not accidental?

What Chu Jin was even more curious about was why, when she had warned Chu Songhe that he would face a disaster of blood within three days, he had not come to seek her afterward?

What exactly had happened in the following twelve days that led to Chu Songhe’s death?

In front of the spirit setting, Chu Jin couldn’t find Chu Tian or any other family members of Chu Songhe. It seemed they had been taken by the police to give statements.

Soon, Chu Tian came out of an inner room. Seeing Chu Jin, she forced a slight smile and said, "Sister, you’re here." Her eyes were red and swollen from crying, and her voice was incredibly hoarse, casting a very haggard look.

However, what was different was that she no longer had the obsequious air she had held before; the gloom that had once shrouded her face was gone, making it seem as though she had been reborn.

Chu Jin reached out to embrace her. "Condolences. The deceased is gone; we who remain must endure, so don’t be too sad."

Chu Tian wrapped her arms around Chu Jin, leaned on her shoulder, and burst into loud wails, overwhelmed with grief.

Just then, two policemen approached them and inquired, "Are you a friend of Chu Tian?"

"Yes," Chu Jin nodded.

The policeman continued, "You’re Chu Jin?"

"Yes," Chu Jin nodded again and asked, "What can I do for you officers?"

The two policemen exchanged a glance, then said expressionlessly, "Come with us for a moment, we have something to verify with you."