Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 567 - 568, Qiao Muyan (second update)

Chapter 567: 568, Qiao Muyan (second update)

Moreover, it was such a coincidence that just the night before she met him, the military training was postponed by one day.

He must have come for her.

Qiao Muyan thought with conviction.

After all, in this world, things like that don’t just happen by chance.

After a round of reorganization, everyone appeared in a new light.

Song Shiqin looked at everyone with satisfaction, then said, "Chu Jin, step forward."

"Yes."

Chu Jin took a step forward.

"Come stand by my side," Song Shiqin continued.

Chu Jin walked up and stood beside Song Shiqin.

"Attention! At ease!"

Chu Jin executed each command precisely, every move she made was graceful and pleasing to the eye.

She was like a green flower in the military.

Valiant and beautiful coexisted.

"Very good," Song Shiqin nodded with satisfaction, "The movements are perfect. Everyone take Chu Jin’s posture as the standard. Stand straight! No laughing allowed!"

Chu Jin was actually being singled out for praise.

Moreover, she was made into a model, becoming the team leader.

The person least happy about this was Qiao Muyan.

Suddenly, her pupils contracted, a harsh red striking her eyes. Her lips curved slightly; Chu Jin was done for. Qiao Muyan’s lips curled up faintly, as she dared to believe, due to being the class monitor, she could ignore the instructor’s words.

"Reporting!" Qiao Muyan suddenly spoke out.

Song Shiqin looked up slightly, "Speak."

"Instructor, the class monitor has broken the rules! She’s wearing jewelry on her left hand," Qiao Muyan continued.

As soon as these words were spoken.

The surroundings burst into murmurs.

The girls all remembered how unyielding Chu Jin was when taking jewelry earlier, showing no consideration! As the class monitor, not only did she fail to lead by example, she was the first to break the rules.

This act can be said to have provoked public anger.

"Silence!" Song Shiqin spoke out sternly, "If I hear another sound, everyone will run 15 laps around the track!"

Everyone immediately clamped their mouths shut and stood up straight.

"What’s your name?" Song Shiqin looked up at Qiao Muyan.

"Qiao Muyan," she straightened her body, sternly telling Song Shiqin, "The Qiao from Little Qiao, the Mu from ’admire with heart and pursue with pen’, and the Yan from color."

Song Shiqin coolly withdrew his gaze and turned it to Chu Jin, "Is what Qiao Muyan said true?"

"Yes!" Chu Jin replied somewhat helplessly, the Blood Jade Bracelet seemed to have a life of its own, as if it had grown onto her hand and simply couldn’t be taken off.

Qiao Muyan looked at Chu Jin with satisfaction. How arrogant! At this point, she still stood her ground so confidently. Didn’t she know that she had already caused public outrage?

Song Shiqin’s face remained expressionless as he asked, "Why didn’t you take it off?"

"Reporting, because it can’t be taken off," Chu Jin had no choice but to answer frankly, although she knew that this excuse might not satisfy others, it was indeed the truth.

As soon as she said this.

The instructor beside them let out a light laugh.

The students of today, in their attempts to draw attention to themselves, really do use every trick in the book, even coming up with such excuses.

"Which hand?"

"The left hand."

Song Shiqin walked over to her side, looked down, and said impartially, "Show it to me."

Everyone watched intently, with a mixture of schadenfreude and sympathy. Chu Jin had provoked such a stern-faced instructor and likely wouldn’t end up with anything good.

Qiao Muyan’s lips also curved into a delighted smile, cheerfully looking at the two of them.

Song Shiqin must be feeling very averse to Chu Jin right now.

Chu Jin slowly extended her left hand.

Song Shiqin’s gaze fell onto her wrist, where a blood-red bracelet was ward, gleaming enchantingly under the sunlight, so translucent and exquisite it was obvious at a glance that it was no ordinary item.

The other students also gasped in amazement, comparing diamonds, agates, and other items seemed insignificant next to this bracelet; they were nothing but rare treasures.

Seeing how Chu Jin usually dressed very plainly, yet wore such a precious bracelet, what exactly was her background?

Qiao Muyan was slightly stunned too, even she had never seen such a fine bracelet before. Where did Chu Jin get it from? A gift from a boyfriend?

But the value of this bracelet was obviously beyond what one could afford by driving a Volkswagen.

Could it be from a sugar daddy?

Song Shiqin directly reached out and grabbed Chu Jin’s wrist, the other hand pinching the Blood Jade Bracelet, trying to remove it. Despite exerting a lot of effort, the bracelet refused to come off.

Chu Jin couldn’t help but frown slightly.

It hurt.

She wanted to withdraw her hand, but Song Shiqin’s grip was too tight, leaving her almost no strength to resist.

Her wrist was slender and seemed weightless in his grasp, as if it would break with just a slight bend.

Forcibly trying to remove the bracelet, red marks immediately appeared on her pale and delicate wrist, burning with pain.

What was her skin made of?

So fragile.

Song Shiqin let go and noticed several finger marks on her hand.

Indeed, the bracelet couldn’t be removed.

It seemed to be locked onto her wrist as if it were one.

There was no need to guess who had given her the bracelet.

Suddenly, Song Shiqin found the redness somewhat glaring.

"Run twelve laps around the field," Song Shiqin said sternly.

Actually, as soon as he had said those words, Song Shiqin regretted them. It wasn’t her fault that the bracelet couldn’t be taken off, but now that the words had been spoken, there was no reason to take them back.

Upon seeing the Blood Jade Bracelet, he had felt somewhat uncontrollable.

"Yes," Chu Jin immediately started running, becoming a striking scene on the field.

Song Shiqin turned to everyone else and continued, "The rest of you take a 10-minute break right here."

As these words were said, everyone deflated like punctured balls, collapsing on the ground.

Qiao Muyan watched the figure running on the field, her lips curving into a pleased smile. It seemed that Song Shiqin had not been bewitched by her, otherwise, he wouldn’t have made her run laps.

Qiao Muyan’s gaze then shifted to Song Shiqin, full of possessiveness.

"Instructor Song," Chu Tian approached Song Shiqin and spoke softly.

Song Shiqin slowly returned his gaze, "What is it?"

Chu Tian stood up straight, her eyes on Chu Jin, and said, "Chu Jin is my sister, so I would like to take her punishment and run six laps for her."

Hearing this, Song Shiqin looked down at Chu Tian with some surprise and slowly said two words, "Go ahead."

"Thank you, Instructor Song." Chu Tian didn’t even lift her head, nor did she glance at Song Shiqin, and directly started to run.

With her physical condition, even running six laps would be quite tiring.

Chu Tian ran quickly. By now, Chu Jin had already completed three laps. As Chu Tian passed Chu Jin, she said, "Sister, are you okay, tired? I’ll run with you."

Chu Jin slowed down her pace and glanced at her, "Go back, I can handle it on my own, I don’t need your company." She didn’t want to owe Chu Tian any favor and wasn’t keen on playing out any deep sisterly bond drama.

That would be too exhausting.

Chu Tian continued, "Sister, you don’t need to feel pressured. I didn’t come here purposely to accompany you. I made a mistake and was punished by Instructor Song to run."

Chu Jin didn’t say anything more. Since this matter had nothing to do with her, there was no need to say anything else. She quickened her pace and passed Chu Tian.

Because of her physical strength, Chu Tian slowed down more and more.

Chu Jin was different; she maintained the same speed throughout and soon completed the remaining laps.

"Report to the instructor, I’ve completed the laps," Chu Jin jogged up to Song Shiqin, stopped in front of him, looking fresh and not even a bit sweaty.

Song Shiqin looked at the girl in front of him, his expression a bit dazed, but he quickly recovered and turned his gaze toward Chu Tian, who was still running on the playground, and furrowed his brow slightly.

"Fall in."

"Yes."

Chu Jin walked back and stood in formation.

Song Shiqin then had everyone stand at attention for a while, and it wasn’t until ten minutes later that Chu Tian, gasping for breath, ran back.

After standing at attention, they practiced the goose step and straddle step.

Chu Jin was honored once again to be chosen as the leader.

Under the blazing sun, she led everyone in practicing the goose step over and over again.

"Goose step—march!"

She turned to face the crowd, reminding them, "The movement of your hands needs to coordinate with your feet, pay attention to syncing with your fellow soldiers."

Looking professional and attracting everyone’s gaze, she was like a born commander.

Song Shiqin followed at the back of the formation, his gaze discreetly passing over the others, steadily fixed on her. How nice it would have been if the military training could just continue like this.

Finally, it was twelve o’clock.

After Song Shiqin’s command of "Dismissed," everyone nearly cheered out loud in excitement.

Only then did they feel that freedom was truly wonderful—they could lie down if they wanted to, stand if they wanted to, and even the air tasted sweet.

Including lunchtime, there was a two-hour break at noon.

After the dismissal, Yin Wu found Chu Jin, and the two went to the canteen together for lunch. On the way, Yin Wu asked, "Jin, how is your instructor? Is he strict? Is he fierce?"

"Not too bad," Chu Jin responded calmly, "We were only punished to run 22 laps around the playground, that’s all."

"22 laps?!" Yin Wu was stunned, "Oh my God! Was that your class running laps on the playground just now?"

Yin Wu was a little near-sighted, so she didn’t realize that Chu Jin was among those who had been punished to run laps.

"Yeah," Chu Jin nodded.

Yin Wu continued, "Luckily our instructor is relatively gentle. By the way, did they collect your phones?"

"They did collect them, not just the phones, but also took the opportunity to tidy up our personal appearance. What about you?"

Yin Wu nodded, "Pretty much the same situation as you."

Talking, the two soon arrived at the canteen.

The canteen was crowded, mostly with freshmen in camouflage uniforms.

After getting their food, Chu Jin and Yin Wu found a place to sit down.

At this time, the canteen was bustling with noise, very loud.

Just by sitting together, the two of them drew quite a few stares.

She didn’t even take off her hat; the army green cap highlighted her already fair skin that was practically translucent now, emphasizing her charming red lips. Her delicate peach-blossom-like eyes shimmered, particularly eye-catching.

"That freshman must be from the performing arts department, right?"

"Looks like it to me."

"Tsk tsk tsk, why do all the good-looking girls go to the performing arts department?"

"Because they have to rely on their looks for a living," a sour female voice interjected from the side.

"Actually, the girl sitting next to her is pretty good-looking too." Another person stroked their chin, eyes locked on Yin Wu.

"Looks like the title of school beauty is about to change hands."

"..."

Indeed, Yin Wu truly had the kind of beauty that grew on you. At first glance, you might find her appearance ordinary, but the more you looked, the more you would realize she was like a pearl covered in dust.

If it were someone else sitting next to Chu Jin, they would have been overshadowed by her brilliance, but Yin Wu not only didn’t get outshined, she drew attention to herself.

The two sitting together had already become a stunningly beautiful scene.

The meal was eaten quickly.

Then they headed to the dormitory; there was still an hour and a half to rest.

The dormitory was very quiet.

Liu Meng Haoran hadn’t come back yet, while Qiao Muyan was sitting in front of the vanity, applying makeup. When the two came in, she was just finishing up and headed toward the door.

In a hurry.

Yin Wu climbed into bed to sleep, and Chu Jin took off her camouflage jacket, only a white tank top remained, revealing her slender waist.

Yin Wu’s eyes were almost glued on her as she exclaimed, "Jin, your figure is so good."

Chu Jin gave a faint smile, "Yours isn’t bad either."

Yin Wu immediately put on a sad face and said, "Don’t hit me where it hurts, I’m just an A negative."

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Chu Jin ran over to open it.

The visitor was also a girl. Upon seeing Chu Jin, she was momentarily stunned before asking, "Is Chu Jin staying in this dorm?"

"That’s me." Chu Jin said with a smile.

A look of admiration flickered in the girl’s eyes before she spoke, "Your boyfriend is waiting for you downstairs."

Indeed, a match made in heaven.

The man waiting downstairs was infuriatingly handsome, and his girlfriend was equally stunning.

Upon hearing this, Chu Jin turned around and walked toward the door, "Thank you, I’ll go down right now."

Mo Zhixuan was standing downstairs, holding a paper bag. In such hot weather, he was actually wearing a suit.

He was dressed formally, his hair meticulously combed back, suggesting he had attended some important meeting.

He stood there expressionless, his gaze profound, his features as if veiled with an impenetrable frost, exuding an aura of authority that belonged to those in high positions, commanding respect.

Passing students were all casting glances at him.

Even the flashily dressed female students walked past him several times, yet he maintained an air of distance, radiating a chill.

Only when a delicate figure appeared in his field of vision did his gaze gradually soften, warming slightly.

Mo Zhixuan watched her, his Adam’s apple unconsciously bobbing as his eyes deepened further.

If one had to describe the person before him in four characters, it would be—

Beauty worth a feast.

"Why did you come?" Chu Jin asked with a smile as she walked up to him.

Mo Zhixuan set the paper bag on the ground, took off his suit, and wrapped her up snugly, his brow slightly furrowed as he said, "Why did you come out dressed like this?"

She really was a worry.

Chu Jin was somewhat speechless.

Mr. Mo’s thinking was really old-fashioned; wearing a tank top was pretty normal...

"From now on, you’re not allowed to go out dressed like this!" Mr. Mo said sternly.

What Mr. Mo really meant was, from now on, you can only dress like that for me to see!

"Got it, Daddy Mo." Chu Jin nodded.

Having an older boyfriend was like having a dad—always getting nagged about everything.

This feeling wasn’t too bad.

Mo Zhixuan rubbed his forehead helplessly. He had barely managed to close the age gap between them over a month, only to have it all undone in an instant.

"This is food my mom made for you by hand," Mo Zhixuan picked up the bag and handed it to Chu Jin, "and some clothes to change into."

"Did Aunt visit?" Chu Jin looked up and asked.

Mr. Mo looked down at her, "I made a trip back. Oh right, I haven’t eaten dinner yet."

His implication was for Chu Jin to accompany him for dinner.

Chu Jin naturally understood his meaning and said, "We can’t leave the campus during military training."

"Let’s just go to your cafeteria," Mr. Mo said indifferently.

"Ah?" Chu Jin was momentarily stunned. Could Mr. Mo really stomach the food in their cafeteria? She then realized, "Wait here for me then, I’ll go upstairs and change clothes."

Having said that, she turned and went upstairs.